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ใใฎๆ—ฅใฎๆ™ฉใ€‚ ใ€Žใญใ‡ใ€็ฅžๆง˜! ใ‚ใŸใใ—ไปŠๆ—ฅๅˆใ‚ใฆโ€œๆ‹ใƒใƒŠโ€ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Žใพใšๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใใ“ใชใฎ!?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ ใ€‚้–‹ๅฃไธ€็•ชใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็ฅžๆง˜ใฏๆฎฟๆ–นใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใใฃใจๆ‹ใƒใƒŠใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฌกใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใจใ„ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ใจใ„ใ†็‰ฉใฏ้ฃŸในใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ? ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ่กๆ’ƒ็š„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญ? ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงไบ‹ใชใ“ใจใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅญไพ›ใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŠๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใชใฎใŒ็™ชใซ้šœใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ๆ‹—ใญใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€‚ ใ€ŽๅซŒใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ€ŽๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ€ใจใใฉใใฉใใฉใใฉๅฟ ๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฎŸ่ทตใงใใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚€ใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ‚„่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๆทนใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ‚......ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใใฟใŒๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใชใฎใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๅ–œใฐใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใตใตใฃใ€‚ใใ“ใง็ตๅฑ€่ฉฑใŒ้€ธใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ๆ‰€ใŒๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใฎใพใพ่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใงใ™ใฎ? ๅฅฝใใชๆฎฟๆ–นใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ชžใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆ‹ใƒใƒŠใชใฎใงใฏใชใใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Žๅฅฝใใชๆฎฟๆ–นใฃใฆ......ใใฟใŒ่ชžใฃใฆใŸใฎใฏๆญดๅฒไธŠใฎไบบ็‰ฉใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใฎไธ–ใซใ„ใชใ„ๆ–นใฎใ“ใจใฏ่ชžใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆทนใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ไธ€ๅฃๅ—œใฟใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฅžๆง˜ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ‚„ใ‚„ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฃใฆใ•......ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆไบบ็‰ฉใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“? ใใ‚“ใชไฝ•ๅƒไฝ•ไธ‡ใฎ็ซ็ŸขใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸไธญ็”ŸใๅปถใณใฆใŸใจใ‹ใ€้ž็พๅฎŸ็š„โ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅณๅบงใซ็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚่จŠใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใซใ‚‚ๅฎˆ็ง˜็พฉๅ‹™็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ”่ฟ”็ญ”ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉ......ใพใใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆ่จŠใ„ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ€Ž็ฅžๆง˜ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎไปฒใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดๅ†…็ท’ไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ‚ฒใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Ž............ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Žๅฅฝใ„ใŸ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซ็ซ็Ÿขใฎๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่‹ฑ้›„ใฎ่ฉฑใฏๅ…จใฆๅ˜˜ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ......ใญใ‡ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใ€‚ใใ‚Œ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆๅฎœใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ๆ€ใ‚ใš่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‹ใ—ใŸใใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒ......็ฅžๆง˜ใฎๆ‚ฒใ—ใ’ใช้ก”ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš้–‰ๅฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†็”ทใฏใ„ใŸใ—ใ€‚็ซ็Ÿขใฎ่ฉฑใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ......่‹ฑ้›„ใชใ‚“ใฆใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ็”ทใฏใฒใจใ‚ŠใฎๅฅณใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅทฑใฎๅ…จ้ƒจใ‚’ๆจใฆใ€ๆŒ™ๅฅใซใใฎๅฅณใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ๆญดๅฒไธŠใงไธ€็•ชใฎๅคง้ฆฌ้นฟ่€…ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ดกใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใฎ็ซฏใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพŒๆ‚”ใจๆ‡บๆ‚”ใฎ่‰ฒใ€‚ ใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฅณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใŠไบกใใชใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใใ€ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†็”ทใฎ็›พใซใชใฃใฆใญใ€‚็šฎ่‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใใฎๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใใฎๅฅณใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆไธ€ไบบ็”ŸใๅปถใณใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ ผๅฅฝๆ‚ชใ„็”ทใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚ซใƒƒใ‚ณใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅณๅบงใซๅฆๅฎšใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€‚ๆ นๆ‹ ? ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใ ใฎๅ‹˜ใงใ™ใ€‚......ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใœใ ใ‹ใใ†ใ ใจ็ขบไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Žใใฃใจใใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ€ๆœŸใพใงใใฎๆฎฟๆ–นใŒๅคงๅฅฝใใงไป•ๆ–นใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใซๅข—ใ—ใฆๅ„ชใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ใใฟใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใฎ? ็ฅžๆง˜ใจใใฎใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅˆฅไบบใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ......ใใ†ใ ใญใ€ ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใ€‚ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚โ€•โ€•็ทšๅผ•ใฏๅคงไบ‹ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ„ๅœฐๆ‚ชใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚็ฝฐใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญ? ใ€Žใจใ“ใ‚ใง็ฅžๆง˜ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Žๅคฑ็คผใ‚’ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใง่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใŒใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใซๅ‘ใ„ใฆใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใฃใ€ๅ›บใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆฅฝใ—ใฟใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚’้ ฌๅผตใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใตใ‚ใ…ใ‚......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็พŽๅ‘ณใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚! ๆปฒใฟๅ‡บใ‚‹ๆฒนใฎ็”˜ใฟใฏใพใ•ใซ็ฝชใฎๅ‘ณใ€‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซใ‚ฏใ‚ปใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใพใ‚ใ€ๅคขใฎไธ–็•Œใง้ฃŸในใฆใ‚‚ใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ใฃใฆ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใญใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฏพ้ขใซๅบงใ‚‹็ฅžๆง˜ใฎ่…•ใŒไผธใณใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅ”‡ใ‚’ใใฃใจใชใžใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ๅฝผใฏใใฎใพใพใ€Žๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใญใ€ใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใ‚’่‡ช่บซใง่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใฃ......ใชใฃใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใฎ!? ใ€Žใฏใฃใ€ใฏใ—ใŸใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!?๏ธŽใ€ ใ€Žใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใๅคฑ็คผใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใใฟใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใƒ ใƒƒใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใพใ™ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใฑใใฃใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ›ณๆ˜Ÿใ™ใŽใฆ่ฟ”ใ™่จ€่‘‰ใŒใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€
That evening. "Hey, god! Today, for the first time, I did a 'Koibana (love talk)'!" "First and foremost, is there a need to report that!?" Oh, my. I haven't said anything and he's already complaining. Ah, that was right. Since he was a god, he probably wasn't interested in Koibana. It couldn't be helped. "Then, have you ever had a donut? They are very delicious!" "--No, what I'm saying is, didn't something more pressing occur today? Shouldn't you prioritize that?" He asked in a tone as if he was coddling a crying toddler. Hence why I was upset. "--How annoying. Didn't god advise me to 'enjoy every day'? I managed to put it into practice, too. What are you so unhappy about?" The god, who brewed tea while complaining to me, spoke in a coaxing tone. "...No, of course I'm happy that you seem to be having fun." Of course, I continued. "Why? I spoke about a man I like--isn't that what a Koibana is?" "But... the man you like, isn't he a historical figure?" "So what, can't I fall in love with someone who's no longer of this world?" I took a sip of the tea he had brewed and tilted my head. God casted his gaze downward. "That's not what I'm saying. What if the person called 'Nameless' didn't actually exist? For him to survive tens of thousands of fire arrows... it's just preposterous." Perhaps, it'd be better if I didn't ask such a question. As a god, he mayhap had a duty of confidentiality. Therefore, he might not be able to give me a clear answer. "Since you're a god, you should know the answer, right?" "Come on, god, aren't we buddies? For you to keep a secret from me, how saddening..." "...Can you please not?" "The story of a hero who braved countless fire arrows just to protect his beloved witch--is it just a bundle of lies?" ...Hey, god. Is it alright for you to answer? I wanted to laugh, but at the same time, I couldn't. God's expression was sad. "...He existed. There existed a man whom is now referred to as 'Nameless.' The story about the fire arrows is also true. But... to call him a hero--that's just ridiculous. That man abandoned everything for the sake of that woman, yet in the end, he still failed to protect her. He's the greatest idiot among idiots in history." Emanating from his every word was regret and repentance. "Did the witch perish?" "Yes. She shielded 'Nameless.' Isn't it ironic? He wanted to protect the woman, but he alone survived under the protection of said woman. Such a repulsive man, he was--" "--He was cool, I think." However, I immediately denied his words. As for the basis? There was no such thing. It was just my feeling. "I'm sure she thought so, too. She loved him until the end. Therefore, I think she just couldn't help but shield him!" When I said that, the god smiled with a gentler face than usual. "...Thank you, hearing you say that, somehow, I feel like that was the case." "Oh, my. Why is the god thanking me? Aren't you and 'Nameless' supposed to be two different people?" "T-that's right..." That was right. That was all I needed to know. More than that was unnecessary. Therefore, even if I said something awful, I wouldn't be punished, right? "By the way, god..." "What is it?" "I'm sorry to say this, but have you ever been told that you don't look like a god?" The sweetness of the exuding oil was the exact taste of sin. It was the most addictive flavor. "...My, donuts are great even in the dream world." When I was enjoying the donut, god, who sat in front of me, suddenly stretched out his hand. Then, his fingertips gently traced my lips. Afterwards, while licking said fingertips, he said, "You're right, it's delicious." W, what are you doing...!? "H, how uncouth!" "I don't want to be told that by someone as rude as you." "What, are you angry or something?" Upon hearing that, god only beamed. "No, you're just so accurate, I can't say anything in return."
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้ก”ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็พŽๅฐ‘ๅนดใ€‚ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰=ใƒซใ‚คใ‚น=ใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅผŸๅ›ใง็ฌฌไบŒ็Ž‹ๅญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผใฏๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใใฃใใ‚Šใฎ็พŽๅฝขใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจ้•ใ„่ฅŸ่ถณใฎ้•ทใ„้Š€่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้€š็งฐใ€Ž้Š€็Ž‹ๅญใ€ใ€‚ใ‚ใจใฏใพใ ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใปใ†ใŒ่ƒŒใŒไฝŽใ„ใฎใจใ€็›ฎๅฐปใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใญใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใซ็‰นๅฎšใฎๅฉš็ด„่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚้Šใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใฏๅคšใ„ใจใฎๅ™‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจๅŒใ„ๅนดใงๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใฏใ€ๅฐ†ๆฅ็พฉๅผŸใซใชใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆ‡‡ๆ„ใซใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใŒๅฎน่ตฆใชใๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใๅ…„ไธŠใจใ‚‚ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ—ใฆใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ‚‰? ้‹ๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใจใ‹ใงๅๅˆ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅผทใใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใทใ„ใฃใจใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใŸใคใ„ใงใซใ€่ฝใกใŸๅฐๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹พใ„ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใชใœใ‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ‚ใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใฎ็šฎใ‚‚ๅ‰ฅใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......็—›ใใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็—›ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ็—›ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็—›ใ„ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฎใง็ด ็›ดใซ่ชใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ„›ๅฌŒใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ก”ใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใฏใฃใฏใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ†ใƒผใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใฎไป•ๆ–นใ€ๆ•™ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ็ช็„ถใฎๆœ‰ใ‚Š้›ฃใ„ๆๆกˆใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ‘ใฐใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใใฃใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ฃใฎๅŸบ็คŽใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒซใ‚ฟใง่‰ฏใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ไธ€ๅนด็”Ÿใซใ—ใฆๅ‰ฃ่ก“้ƒจใฎใ‚จใƒผใ‚นใจ่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ๅ…„ไธŠๆฎฟไธ‹ใจ้•ใ„ใ€ๆญฆ่Šธใซ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ญ่„ณใฎๅ…„ใจใ€ๆญฆ่ŠธใฎๅผŸใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใฎ่‰ฏใ„็Ž‹ๅญใ‚‰ใ ใจ่ฉ•ๅˆคใชใฎใ ใŒ......ใใฎๅผŸๅ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆๆกˆใฏใ€ๅ–‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใปใฉใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅญฆใถใ“ใจใฏใ€็š†ใŒๅๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ้ฆ–ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ้ฆฌใฎๅฐปๅฐพใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ซชใ‚’ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใฃใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅผพใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไบบๅ‰ใง่จ“็ทดใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฎ็™ฝใ„ใ†ใชใ˜ใซๆฌฒๆƒ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃ! ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฑ…ใŸใŸใพใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใฏไน…ใ€…ใงใ™ใ‚ใฃ! ใใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใพใง็ตŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใŒใงใใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆ!? ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๆฅฝใ—ใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคœใ‚‚ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸ็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’็™พๅ›žใปใฉ่กŒใฃใฆใ€‚็–ฒใ‚Œใงๆฐ—็ตถใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝผใซไผšใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰็ฅžๆง˜ใ€‚ไปŠๅฎตใ‚‚ไผšใ„ใซๆฅใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Ž......ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆฏŽๆ—ฅๆฅใ‚‹ใชใจใ„ใ†ๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Žใพใ•ใ‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๆฏŽๆ™ฉใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅคขใซ็พใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€ŽใพใŸใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆๅซŒใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆฏŽๆ™ฉใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใใฎใ›ใ„ใง็ฟŒๆœใซ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠๅฎตใ‚‚็œŸ็™ฝใชไธ–็•Œใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฅžๆง˜ใซๅฏพ้ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใงใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใฉใ‚“ใชใŠ่ชฌๆ•™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠ่ชฌๆ•™ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Žๅ‰ฃใฎ็จฝๅคใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅ–งใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Žๅ–งใ—ใ„......ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸใฏใ—ใŸใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅ–งใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚ˆ? ๅฑใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ€ไธ€ๆœไธ€ๅค•ใง่บซใซไป˜ใใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„ใ ใจใ‹......ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็ฅžๆง˜ใŒ็พๅฎŸใซ้–ขไธŽใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่ฆๅพ‹ใ‚„ๅ› ๆžœใงๅฎœใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฃใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใญใ‡......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็จฝๅคใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Ž็ด ไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใŒ็™พๆ—ฅ้–“ใ ใ‘่จ“็ทดใ—ใŸใฃใฆ......ใƒ—ใƒญใฎๅˆบๅฎขใ‚’้€€ๆฒปใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฟใซใ‚ใฎ็”ทใฏๅฎˆใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅณๅบงใซๅฆๅฎšใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ใใ‚“ใช็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใงใ€ใฏใฃใใ‚Š่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใ€‚็พŽๅฝขใฎ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใช้ก”ใปใฉใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆ? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ–ใพใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชไธๆฏ›ใชใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†!? ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ๆ—…่กŒใซ่กŒใใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ฃŸในๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใ€้ŠใณใŸใ„ใจใ‹......่จ“็ทดใจๆ•™่‚ฒใซๆ˜Žใ‘ๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅพŒใงใ€ใใฟใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Ž......ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฟใŒๆญปใฌใจใ„ใ†ๆœชๆฅใฏๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใฉใ‚“ใจๆฅใ‚„ใŒใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Ž......ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆๆถˆใˆใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆ‹—ใญใ‚‹ใ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใŠๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใงใฏใ€ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๅคขใ‹ใ‚‰้†’ใ‚ใ‚‹ในใใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ็žผใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸๆ˜Žๆ—ฅไผšใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€‚
--it was none other than His Highness Zafield Lewis Lapisenta. He was the younger brother of His Highness and also the second prince. He resembled his older brother. However, unlike him, he had a long silver-hair which reached his neck. He was commonly known as the 'Silver Prince.' Also, His Highness Zafield was shorter, and the outer corners of his eyes were a little low. He still had no fiancee, but he was quite famous for being a womanizer. Because we were of the same age, and were in the same class, I was close with Zafield. Moreover, there was also the fact that he was going to become my brother-in-law in the future. He mercilessly told me. "I know you had a fight with my brother a while ago... but why don't you just stop? If you want to exercise, dancing should suffice, right?" "No, I want to become stronger." While turning away, I tried to pick up the fallen sword. However, Zafield grabbed my arm for some reason--then, I was pulled. "...Uh-oh, the skin on your hand has peeled away. Doesn't it hurt?" "It does hurt..." That much should be obvious. Regardless, I had to put up with it. When I admitted the truth, Zafield laughed. "Ahaha, but you still want to continue?" "Yes, of course." "Then, shall I teach you?" When I opened my eyes to his sudden, fortunate, proposal, Zafield gently caressed my hand. "Since it can't be helped, let me teach you the basics of the sword. Although, it might be spartan." Zafield was touted as the ace of the swordsmanship club amongst the first years. Unlike his older brother, Zafield specialized in martial arts. His Highness had academical prowess, while Zafield had combat expertise. It was as if the two were complementing each other. "--I, is it alright...?" Although everyone was against me learning the sword, Zafield reached behind my neck. Then, he took hold of my hair which I had tied into a ponytail. "...More importantly, let's stop training in public? After all, everyone finds Lelouche's white nape... tempting." Does that mean, I won't be able to get a fiance for the rest of my life!? I could hear Zafield's joyful laughter. That night, I performed the movements I had learned from Zafield about 100 times. Tired and about to faint, I fell onto the bed. Then, I met him. "Oh, if it isn't you, god. I'm glad you've come to see me tonight." "...Are you being sarcastic because I come to visit you every day?" "No way, I'm really happy?" Every night, god appeared in my dreams. To be honest, I was beginning to get used to it. But I didn't dislike it. Every night, he expressed his concern towards me. Due to that, I didn't feel the slightest bit tired the next morning. That night, in a pure white world, I was able to meet god. "So, what kind of sermon did you receive today?" "Sermon..." "When you started practicing the sword, everyone suddenly became noisy, didn't they?" "Noisy..." Everyone did advise me against the idea. But could that be considered noisy? They were merely expressing concern for my safety, some were also in doubt as to whether or not I could master it overnight. The god was still staring at me with his impressive eyebrows. "Hey, are you really going to continue practicing?" "Of course." "For an amateur, and not to mention, a woman to train for only 100 days...you won't be able to defeat those assassins. They're professionals. You can't protect that man." "I won't know unless I try." ...It immediately denied, but his extremely serious face hurt me. When I lowered my gaze, the god spoke in quick succession. "Why're you attempting such a pointless endeavor!? Shouldn't you have more fun!? Isn't there anything else you want to do!? Don't you want to go on a trip, eat delicious food, play... to train and pursue education until your final day--are you sane!?" "...Of course I am." "Even if you do that, you can't change the fact that you're going to die." Even if I was told that, I wouldn't stop smiling. "I'm a stubborn person." "...Then have it your way!" The god turned away and disappeared. "See you tomorrow." I slowly closed my eyes so that I could wake up from my dreams. I didn't forget to thank the god who would still be watching over me on the following day.
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ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใง......ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไบบ็”Ÿๆœ€ๆœŸใฎไผ‘ๆ—ฅใจใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไผบใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใฎ้–‹ๅ‚ฌ็†็”ฑใฏ่ฆšใˆใฆใพใ—ใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๅญฆๅœ’ใฎๅ…ˆ่ผฉใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅๅŒ ็”ปๅฎถใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฌ=ใ‚ชใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใฎๅคงไฝœใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฎ่ฝๆ—ฅใ€ใฎๅนดไธ€ๅ›žใฎๆŠซ้œฒใฎๅ ดใจใ—ใฆ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ๅๅŒ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‰ใƒฌ=ใ‚ชใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใฏ็”Ÿๅ‰ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใŒๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณ็”ท็ˆตๅฎถใฎๆ›ธๆ–Žใ€‚ใใฎ็ด™ใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ‚’่ƒธใซใ„ใฃใฑใ„ๅธใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€Œๅฎœใ—ใ„ใ€ใจๆฌกใฎ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไปฅๅ‰ใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฎ็‹ฌ็™ฝใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ†™ๆœฌใ‚’ใ‚ใชใŸใซๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚ใญ? ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใ ไธŠใงใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–นใฏใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบบ็‰ฉใ ใจๆ€ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ......ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใฎ? ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒใŠ้ขจ้‚ชใ‚’ใฒใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๆ™‚(ๅ˜˜ใงใ—ใŸใ‘ใฉ)ใฎไธ€ๅ†Šใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚......ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๆœฌใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใˆใ€‚่ฆšใˆใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅค‰ใชไบบใ ใฃใŸ......ใ„ใˆใ€็‰นๆฎŠใชๆ€ๆƒณใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใชใใ€ใจใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏ่จ€่‘‰้ฃใ„ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ๆ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใกใ‚‡ใ†ใ ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไฟƒใ›ใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใจ้กŽใซไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ใใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹็™–ใฏ็›ดใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใใฃใจใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็Ž‹ๅฆƒๆง˜ใŒใ„ใกๆ—ฉใๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ€ไธ‰ๆ—ฅๅพŒใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใงๅฝผๅฅณใซๆฅใ‚’ใ‹ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ๅƒไบ”็™พๅนดใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‰ใฎไบบใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ? ใŸใ—ใ‹ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ็œŸใฃๅชไธญใงใ€ๅคงๅ˜˜ใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใจใ‹ใ€‚ใ€ŽใผใใŒ็Ž‹ๅญใ ใƒผใ€ใฆใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถๆฐๅฅฝใฎๆจ™็š„ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใŠใณใŸใ ใ—ใ„้‡ใฎ็ซ็ŸขใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ไธญใ€ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅคงๅ‹ขใฎๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใŸใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฅ‡่ทก็š„ใซๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใ€่‹ฑ้›„ใจใ—ใฆๅด‡ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ€ๆ–น......่ฟฝๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบบใ€ ใใฎๅ‹‡ๆ•ขใชใ‚‹ๅงฟๅ‹ขใŒไบบใ€…ใซๅ‹‡ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€็„กไบ‹ๆˆฆไบ‰ใซใฏๅ‹ๅˆฉใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซ่‹ฑ้›„ใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฏไปŠใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆŸ”่ปŸใ•ใฏใชใใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅใ‚’้จ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅคง็ฝชใ€‚ใใฎ็”ทใฏ่‡ช่บซใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’ๅ‰ฅๅฅชใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€Ž ใ€ใจใชใ‚Šใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็”Ÿๆถฏใšใฃใจๆ•™ไผšใง็ฅžใซๆ‡บๆ‚”ใ‚’ใ—็ถšใ‘ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ•™ไผšใฎๆ‡บๆ‚”ๅฎคใงใฎ่ชžใ‚Š่‰ใ‚’็บใ‚ใŸ็‰ฉใŒใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฎ็‹ฌ็™ฝใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎไธ€็ฏ€ใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ๅƒ•ใฏ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„......ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธ€ใคใ ใ‘ๆ‡ธๅฟตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐ......ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไปŠใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฅณใ€ใฆใ€่ชฐใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€‚ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้ญ”ๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ›ๅƒไบ”็™พๅนดใ‚‚ๆ˜”ใฎ่ฉฑใ€‚ไปŠใงใฏ็ตตๆœฌใฎไธญใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ไธ€่ˆฌ่ซ–ใ‚’่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใซ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใใ™ใใ™็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใจๆถ™ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ‚‚ๆกˆๅค–ๅคข่ฆ‹ใŒใกใชใ‚“ใ ใชใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆ‚ชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใญใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใƒ—ใ‚คใƒƒใจ้ก”ใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚! ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใŸใฎใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใ™ใ”ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใฆใ€้ญ”ๅฅณใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅผทใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆ็‰นๅˆฅใชๅŠ›ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ไบบใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใใฃใฆใ€‚ๅฅ‡่ทก็š„ใซ็ซ็ŸขใฎไธญๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ๅฅณใŒๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฝผใฎๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ๅฅณๆ€งใซไธๆ€่ญฐใชๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€‚ๅฝผใฎใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใฆ็„ก้ง„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฝผใŒๅ‘ฝใ‚’่ณญใ‘ใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅฅณๆ€งใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๅทฑใฎ่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎๆ†ถๆธฌ้€šใ‚Šใ€้€†ใซ้ญ”ๅฅณใซๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใซใพใ ่ชญใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใชใ„ๅฒๅฎŸๆ›ธใซ่จ˜่ผ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅคใใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ‚ˆใปใฉๅฒๅฎŸใŒๅฅฝใใช่€…ใงใชใ„ใจ่ชฟในใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆœฌใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใŒๆ•ตๅ…ตๅฃซ้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’ๅผ•ใใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ้š›ใ€ใใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณใฏใใฎ่ฟ‘ใใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใง้ญ”ๅฅณ็‹ฉใ‚Šใซ้ญใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใญใ€‚ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฏๆˆฆไบ‰ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใใฃใกใฎใ‘ใงใ€ใŸใ ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‚’้€ƒใ™ใŸใ‚ใซ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใ€้ป’้ซชใฏ็•ฐ็ซฏใช็‰ฉใจใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไธๆ€่ญฐใชๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏๅฎšใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ้ป’้ซชใŒใ“ใฎใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟใง็•ฐ็ซฏใจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๆ›ธ็‰ฉใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠๆฏๆง˜ใฎ็ฅ–ๅ›ฝใ‚‚ๆœชใ ใ€Ž็•ฐๅ›ฝใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆไปŠใฎใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟใงใฏ้ซชใฎ่‰ฒใงๅทฎๅˆฅใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใจใฃใฆใฏๆœ‰ใ‚Š้›ฃใ„้™ใ‚Šใฎ่ฉฑใญใ€‚ๅฝ“ๆ™‚็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงๅค‰ใชไบบ็”Ÿใ‚’ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใใฎใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฅณใ€ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†ไบบ็‰ฉใซใ€ๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใจใ„ใ†่‹ฑ้›„ใŒไบบใ€…ใฎ็‚บใงใฏใชใใ€ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณใฎไบบใฎใŸใ‚ใซ่‹ฑ้›„ใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใชใ‚‰......่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใงใ€่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็ด ๆ•ตใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ„ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ด ๆ•ตใงใ™ใ‹ใ? ็งใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็‹ฌใ‚Šๅ–„ใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใใฃใฆๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใฃใ€‚ๅŒๆ„ใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅ„ใ€…ใฎ่งฃ้‡ˆใ‚’ๅฅฝใๅ‹ๆ‰‹่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฆ„ๆƒณใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใŸใจใˆ็Ž‹ๅฆƒๆง˜ใซ่ชใ‚ใฆ่ฒฐใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ใ“ใฎ่‹ฑ้›„่ญšใŒๆ‹็‰ฉ่ชžใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€ใจใใ‚ใใŒๆญขใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใจใˆ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ็•ฐใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ด ๆ•ตใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใŸใจใˆใ€ๅ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰็‹ฌใ‚Šๅ–„ใŒใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ„šใ‹ใช้ธๆŠžใ ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใŸใ ไธ€ไบบใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ…จใฆใ‚’็Š ็‰ฒใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฅณๅ†ฅๅˆฉใซๅฐฝใใŸ่ฉฑใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒไธ€ไบบใฎๅ‘ฝใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ่ช‰ใ‚„ๆ „่ช‰ใจๅผ•ใๆ›ใˆใซใ—ใŸๆ„š่กŒใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚้ฆฌ้นฟใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใ‚ŒใŒๆ„›ใŠใ—ใ„......ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใซไธ€็žฌไป˜ใ„ใฆใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ใ™ใใซใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใจใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚!ใ€ ใใ‚ƒใฃใใ‚ƒใจ้จ’ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็…ฉใ™ใŽใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณ็”ท็ˆตใŒใใฃใจๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไผ‘ๆ†ฉใชใ‚‰ใŠ่Œถใงใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใญ? ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใŠ่“ๅญใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใœใฒ้ ‚ๆˆดใ—ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚!ใ€ ้–“ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใšใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅฟœใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใ™ใใ™ใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ€ๅฎข้–“ใซ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚
At the same time, today was the last day off of my life. Of course, the place I would visit had already been decided. "Then, Lumiere, do you remember why that dance party is going be held the day after tomorrow?" "Yes, it's the annual party to celebrate the master painter Andre Oscar's masterpiece, 'The Nameless Sunset.' He was a graduate of our academy. During his lifetime, Andre Oscar loved dancing." We were inside the study of Baron Alban. I had become accustomed to that place. While breathing in the scent of the paper into my chest, I asked the following question. "Alright, previously, I gave you a manuscript titled, 'Nameless' Confession.' Upon reading it, what kind of person do you think 'Nameless' is?" "Eh, 'Nameless' is..." That was a book I had lent to Lumiere when she got sick. It felt like such a long time ago. "Could it be, you forgot the contents of the book?" "Oh, no, I do remember... I thought that he was a unique person, especially his ideas..." "You don't have to sugarcoat it. Tell me your honest opinion." When I urged her, she put a finger on her chin and averted her gaze. "Hmm." All she had to do was not embarrass herself at the dance party three days later. She then spoke. "'Nameless' lived about 1500 years ago, didn't he? In the midst of the war, he lied about being a prince. Then, he took the lead in protecting a large number of people amidst a torrent of flaming arrows. He miraculously survived and was revered as a hero... but in the end, he was exiled." His fearless attitude gave people the courage to win the war. Regardless, no matter how heroic he was, the kingdom at that time was less flexible than it was at present. It was a mortal sin to pass oneself off as a member of the royal family. Thus, the man was stripped of his name and became the anonymous 'Nameless.' For the rest of his life, he had to confess his sins to god at church. "'Nameless' Confession' is a compilation of narratives he had written in the confessional room of the church." There existed a passage-- '--I merely wanted to protect the witch. I regret nothing. If there's something that I'm concerned about--is she laughing, now?' "In the end, who was the 'witch' that 'Nameless' wanted to protect?" Lumiere asked. "She was said to be a princess at the time. In reality, she was a witch. It's a story from 1500 years ago. Nowadays, that something called 'magic' can only be found in picture books. It's unreal." When I explained the general theory, I realized that Lumiere was giggling. After I glared at her, Lumiere wiped her tears. "I'm sorry, I expected Lady Lelouche to believe in magic." "...Well, I'm sorry about that." Lumiere laughed aloud when I averted my gaze. Lumiere then said to me. "But if 'Nameless' did everything for the sake of protecting the witch... He's truly amazing." "Amazing?" "Because the witch seems to be a strong figure. Meanwhile, 'Nameless' was a person with no special power. Objectively speaking, he should have been in the position of being protected. For him to miraculously survive those fire arrows--perhaps, the witch had helped him." Certainly, that'd be the case if the woman he intended to protect truly possessed a mysterious power. In fact, what he did may have been pointless. That woman might have been able to manage on her own, regardless of whether or not he risked his life. Rather, as Lumiere speculated, his life might had been saved by her, instead. "...This was mentioned in a historical book that you haven't read, yet." It was an ancient book. Only those with a penchant for historical facts would touch that book. "It was said that 'Nameless' distracted a group of enemy soldiers to save the nearby witch who was about to be hunted. It was said that 'Nameless' merely partook in the war to buy time for the witch. At that time, black hair was considered a bizarre thing. I'm not sure if she truly had any mysterious power, though..." The fact that black hair was regarded as a heretical color in ancient Lapisenta was recounted in many books. Even in my mother's homeland which was still considered a foreign country. In truth, I had always been fond of 'Nameless' who had tried to protect that 'witch.' "If the supposed hero, 'Nameless', partook in war for the sake of one woman, instead of the people, wouldn't he be the more selfish, but also kinder than anyone else?" At my nonchalant question, Lumiere tilted her head. "...Is he? I feel like he's a little too selfish." "Fufu, it's fine if you don't agree. It's fun sharing our interpretations with each other." Because, even if the queen disapproved, I couldn't stop falling for the hero, and thought of the tale as a romance story. "Even if everyone disagrees ...I still think that he's wonderful." Even if it was considered selfish of him. Even if he made a foolish choice. To be able to sacrifice everything for just one person--nothing was more amazing than that. Lumiere couldn't comprehend my excitement. However, she immediately smiled. "Fufu, I'm glad I can talk to Lumiere like this!" Baron Alban gently knocked on the door. "For a break, why don't the two of you enjoy some tea? I've just received delicious sweets." "Gladly!" I responded without a moment delay, which caused Lumiere to giggle as she stood up. "Let's go to the guest room, Lady Lelouche!" She pulled my hand with hers.
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โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ31ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ไธ‰ๆณŠๅ››ๆ—ฅใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณ็”ท็ˆตใฎๅฎถใซใŠๆณŠใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏไธ‡็ซฏใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆœ่ตทใใŸๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคœใฎๅฏๅงฟใพใงๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฎใŠๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใŠไผ‘ใฟใซใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้€€ๅฑˆใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฎๆ›ธ็ฑใ‚’ไบ”ๅ†Šใปใฉ็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใชใซๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸใฎใ‚ˆ? ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€ใจใ‚‚ใฃใฑใ‚‰ใฎๅ™‚ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ‚‚็›ดใ€…ใซ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจ่žใใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅฐใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใงใ‚‚ไปŠใพใงใจๆฎต้•ใ„ใฎ้ซ˜ๅพ—็‚นใ‚’้€ฃ็™บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‘ไธŠๅฟƒใ‚‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„้™ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸๅพŒใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใชใฎใงใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไน…ใ€…ใซไบˆๅฎšใฎใชใ„ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใ€‚ไธ‰ๆ—ฅ้–“ๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚‚ใงใใชใใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ๅฎถใง่‡ช็ฟ’ใงใ‚‚......ใจ่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅธฐ่ทฏใซใคใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ€ ไน…ใ€…ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฎใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใพใ™ใพใ™้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใพใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅทปใใฎใฟใชใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅˆถๆœใพใง็ ดใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่™ๅพ…ใ‚’็–‘ใ‚ใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ใชใฉ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰€ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ™‚ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎใƒฉใƒฉใ‚ก=ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒ–ใƒซๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฌขใจใƒกใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ข=ใƒฌใƒกใƒซไผฏ็ˆตๅฌขใ€‚ๅˆฅใซๅง‰ๅฆนใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ไบœ้บป่‰ฒใจใ‚ญใƒฃใƒกใƒซ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒชใƒœใƒณใงใพใจใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆƒใฃใฆ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒญใ‚ขใฎ็”ท็ˆตๅฎถใฎๅจ˜ใจไผ‘ๆ—ฅใ‚’้Žใ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไปฒใŒ่‰ฏใ„ๆ–นใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นๅใงใฏใชใใ€ๅๅ‰ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซใ€‚ ใใ†็›ฎใฏ็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใปใฉใ“ใฎๆ–นใŸใกใซๆƒ…ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅฟœใˆใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ไปฒ่‰ฏใใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒ้€ฃไผ‘ใฏๅฅณไบŒไบบใ ใ‘ใงๅ‹ๅฅฝใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใงใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กไปคๅฌขใŒใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ๅฎœใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใจ่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ™ใ‚‹ไป•่‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–น็„กใ—ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่€ณใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ......ใ‚“? ้ก”ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆใŠไบŒไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠๆƒใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅฃ็ด…ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸๅ”‡ใŒๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญชใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฒใจใ‚Šใงใฏๅคงๅค‰ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€้€ฃไผ‘ๆ˜Žใ‘ใซใŠ่Šฑใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ‚! ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆฑๅ›ฝใฎ่ฒฟๆ˜“ๅ•†ใจๅ–ๅผ•ใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ๆฑๅ›ฝใงใฏ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใ„ใ‚ญใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใŠ่ŠฑใŒๅฅฝใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ—ใฆใ‚ˆ? ไบบ็”Ÿๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’ๅฝฉใ‚‹ใŠ่Šฑใซ้ธใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€็ด ๆ•ต! ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆ–นใซใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅš่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ? ไธ€็ท’ใซใŠ่Šฑใฎ่พžๅ…ธใ‚‚ใŠ่ดˆใ‚Šใ—ใชใใฆใฏ!!ใ€ ใใ†ใญใ€‚ใ†ใตใตใ€‚ไบŒไบบใฏใใ‚Œใ“ใ่ŠฑใŒๅ’ฒใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠใŸใกใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใฏใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ€Žใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ€ŽๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใชใฉใจใ„ใ†ๆ‚ชๆ„็š„ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ๆ‰€ใญใ€‚ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใซๆฉใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚Œใฆ? ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จใฆใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๆŠผใ—ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎ? ใšใ„ใถใ‚“ใจใ”้ƒฝๅˆใฎ่‰ฏใ„็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚Šใงใ™ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใŠ็”Ÿๆ†Žๆง˜ใ€‚ใ„ใคๅฃŠใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ‰‹้ง’ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ไธป็พฉใฏใชใ„ใฎใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใ็ •ใ‘ๆ•ฃใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใŸใใ—ไธ€ไบบใงๅๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ๆ€ฅใ„ใงใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‚ใใฐใ›ใ€ ไบŒไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่–„ๆฑšใ„ๆ ผๅฅฝใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไบŒไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฎŒ็’งใชใ€Šใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผใ€‹ใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกๅŽปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚......่‰ฏใ„ใ“ใจใฏ่žใ‘ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ไบบ็”Ÿๆœ€ๆœŸใ‚’ๅฝฉใ‚‹่Šฑใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจโ€•โ€• ใ€Œๅ™‚ใ€ใญใ‡......ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ™‚ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไบˆๅฎšใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€่ชฟในใฆใฟใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใง? ่ชฟในใŸ็ตๆžœใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ›่ชฟในใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ„š็—ดใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ„ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฅžๆง˜ใซใŠ่ฉฑใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใˆใ‡โ€•โ€•ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ นใ‚‚่‘‰ใ‚‚ใชใ•ใ™ใŽใฆใ€็‰‡่…น็—›ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ็ฎ‡ๆกๆ›ธใใซใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใใฎๆŒ™ใ’ๅฅใซๅ‡บใฆใใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆฅญใ‚’็…ฎใ‚„ใ—ใŸๆœซใซใ€ใจใ†ใจใ†ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๆš—ๆฎบใ‚’็›ฎ่ซ–ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใจใ€‚ใ“ใชใ„ใ ๆŽˆๆฅญไธญใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒใŠ่Šฑใ‚’ๆ‘˜ใฟใซ้ง†ใ‘ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใƒฉใƒณใƒใซๆฏ’ใ‚’ไป•่พผใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Žไธ€ๅฟœ่จŠใใ‘ใฉ......ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ—ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใŠๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจ่จ“็ทดใงๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใ€ๆœใฏใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฏใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใจไธ€็ท’ใ ใ—ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฐ็ดฐๅทฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚ขใƒชใƒใ‚คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ ็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใช้ก”ใง่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŸใ ใฎ่…นไธ‹ใ—ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๆบœใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Ž......ใชใ‚“ใงใใ“ใพใง็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Ž่ฉฒๅฝ“ๆ—ฅๆ™‚ใฎใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ไธ‹่…น้ƒจใŒ่‹ฅๅนฒใ‚นใƒžใƒผใƒˆใซใชใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใญใ€ใใฟใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใพใ‚ใ€ๅคฑๆ•ฌใชใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ•™่‚ฒไฟ‚ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไฝ“ๅž‹ใฎ็ฎก็†ใ‚‚ไป•ไบ‹ใฎใ†ใกใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ไธๆœฌๆ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใพใŸใ€Žใƒ„ใƒผใƒณใ€ใจใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ€Žใใฟใใ‚Œๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใใพใ™ใŒ่žใ‹ใฌใตใ‚Šใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸๆง˜ใฎ็œŸไผผใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่‚ฉใ‚’็ซฆใ‚ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใใฟใŒใ‚„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ? ใใ‚Œใ“ใใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸไบบใชใ‚“ใฆ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Žใใ“ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚่จผๆ‹ ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Ž่จผๆ‹ ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๅคขใฎไธญใซๆŒใก่พผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏ่ณญใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ๆž•ๅ…ƒใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€็„กไบ‹ใซๆŒใก่พผใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆๅฏใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใŠ่Œถใ‚‚ใชใใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ‘ณๆฐ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€ๆžšใฎไพฟ็ฎ‹ใ ใ€‚ไปคๅฌขๅ—ใ‘ใ—ใใ†ใชๆŠผใ—่ŠฑใŒใคใ„ใŸไพฟ็ฎ‹ใซใฏใ€ๆ•ดใฃใŸๆ–‡ๅญ—ใงใ“ใ†ๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž่บซใฎ็จ‹ใ‚’ๅผใˆใŸๅ‹ๅฅฝ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’ใ€ใ€‚ใใฎๆœซๅฐพใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅๅ‰ใจๅฎถๅใฎใ‚คใƒ‹ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆใ€‚ ็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฏ”ในใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่จŠใ„ใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใใฟใฎ็ญ†่ทก?ใ€ ใ€Žๅ…จ็„ถ้•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—ใซ็„ก้ง„ใซ่ทณใญใ‚‹็™–ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ๅฐ†ๆฅ็Ž‹ๅฐใฎใคใ„ใŸๆ•ฐใ€…ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใŸใ‚ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎ่จ“็ทดใซใฏๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ๆ•™ๆœฌ้€šใ‚Šใฎๆ•ดใฃใŸๆ–‡ๅญ—ใ‚’ๆ›ธใใ“ใจใชใฉใ€็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ใงใใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅซ‰ๅฆฌใซๅก—ใ‚ŒใŸไปคๅฌขใ€ใจใ„ใ†่‚ฉๆ›ธใŒ้‡ใชใ‚Œใฐ......ใ“ใ‚“ใช่จผๆ‹ ใงๅๅˆ†็Šฏไบบใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€ŽๅฎŸ้š›ใฏๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใใฎๆณฅๆฃ’็Œซใฎๆฏ›็น•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไธŠๆ‰‹ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใญ!ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒ็ฅžๆง˜ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ใจ่ค’ใ‚ใฆๅทฎใ—ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ€Žใใ“ใง็ฅžๆง˜ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจไธๆœฌๆ„ใใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ–นใ“ใใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใฎใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ใ€Žใ ใฃใฆ็ฅžๆง˜ใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใชๆ‰€ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็ฅžๆง˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใˆใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ!? ๅคขใซ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง่ถ…ๅธธ็š„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......่ฉฑใ—ใจใ„ใฆใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใชใ‚‰ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅพ—ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใชใฉใ€ใ™ใงใซ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚‚ใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใพใŸๅ‘†ใ‚Œ้ก”ใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใใฟใŒ่จŠใ„ใฆใปใ—ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชใŠใญใ ใ‚Šใ—ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใ—ใŸ็›ฎใงใ€Ž้ข็™ฝใ„ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€่žใใฎใŒ็คผๅ„€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡!?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃฐ็œŸไผผใŒใŠไธŠๆ‰‹ใงใ™ใฎใญ!ใ€ ใ€Žใใฟใฎๆ–นใ“ใใŸใพใซใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ!?ใ€ ใตใตใฃใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใซๅ–‹ใ‚ŠใŸใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ? ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซไปŠๆ—ฅใŸใใ•ใ‚“็ฅžๆง˜ใจใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใงใใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใŠใ•ใ‚‰......ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใจๅ–งๅ˜ฉใฏๅฏ‚ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไปŠใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ—ใพใ™ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใพใŸใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ่ฉฑใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใจไปฅๅฟƒไผๅฟƒใŒใงใใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„้™ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅฏŸใ—ใŸ็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใพใŸ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ไปฃใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŸใฃใŸๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฎๆ•ฐๆ™‚้–“ใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใพใงๅฎŒ็’งใซ่ชฟในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ไปคๅฌขใฎๅ—œใฟใงใ™ใ‚ใ€
--31 days remaining. For three nights and four days, I was ready to stay at Baron Alban's house. In preparation of teaching a certain someone from the time she woke up to the time she slept, I postponed the after-school tutoring session. To keep her from getting bored, I introduced about five recommended books to her. Still, recently, Lumiere had become less disliked. I kept hearing, "Lumiere has become more beautiful," from the surroundings recently. I also heard that His Highness Sazanjill had directly praised her. Her score quiz seems to have been far higher than before. Those visible changes seemed to be accompanied by her aspirations. That day, for the first time in a long time, I had no plans for after school. I wouldn't be practicing swordsmanship for three days, and I was about to go home thinking that I could just do some self-study. "Lady Lelouche." I was surprised. I was reluctant to say it, but my appearance had devolved even more recently. Not only was I covered in dirt, my uniform was also torn. As expected, people started to suspect I was being abused. I began to wonder if I was about to be involved in some unnecessary chit-chat. "I've heard a rumor." The people speaking to me were Duchess Lala Fable and Countess Media Remel. They weren't sisters, but they were close friends. The two tied their hair using the same ribbons and in the same style. "You're going to spend your break with a daughter from a baron family? If I'm not mistaken, she's from the Trois class, isn't she?" "She's been getting along rather nicely with Prince Sazanjill, right?" At least refer to her by name, and not her class. My eyes narrowed. Regardless, I didn't care enough to point that out. Therefore, I answered with a smile. "They are, indeed. I'm really looking forward to staying with her so we can deepen our friendship as women during our consecutive days off." Then, Lala whispered, "Well, pardon me..." I had no choice but to listen. "...Shall we cooperate?" What? As I stared at them, their lips, which were covered in lipstick, distorted. "...Isn't doing everything yourself difficult? For your consecutive days off, shall I help you prepare some flowers for her? I've been doing business with a trader lately. I heard that pure white chrysanthemums are preferred in the Eastern part of the continent. It's a flower that symbolizes the end of life!" "Isn't it wonderful?! I wonder if that Trois student has that kind of knowledge, though? Should I send her a dictionary of flowers?" The two of them were truly excited, as if they were blooming. ...How silly. What was worse was that they never used malicious words--such as bullying or harassment. I wasn't one to make use of wild cards. I was about to reach my end soon--so I alone was enough. "I'm sorry, but I'm in a hurry. Excuse me, ladies." Although my dress was shabbier than theirs, I showed off my perfect curtsey. ...But, I heard something interesting. A flower that symbolizes the end of life? Maybe I should think about that for a moment, and-- "--Rumors, hmm?" I hadn't been all that concerned about rumors lately. I didn't have any plans that day. It might be a good idea to look into it. "Then, what's the result of your investigation?" After investigating, I felt like reporting to someone. God was the right person to complain to. "Merely looking at it give me a stomachache..." If I were to list them in bullet points: I sighed, "Good grief... I also heard that due to my pent-up rage, I finally decided to assassinate her. It is said that Lumiere ran to the toilet during class the other day because I had poisoned her lunch." "...Let me ask you this, do you remember doing any of that?" "I obviously don't? I've been busy training with His Highness Zafield every day during our lunch break." As for the other times, I'd be ambushed by His Highness Sazanjill in the morning and be with Lumiere after school. Far from having no time to carry out such tricks, I had a solid alibi. God asked with an unabashed face. "I think it was just diarrhea? She should have been feeling refreshed after release it all." "...Why do you know that much?" "I recall the appearance of Lumiere from that date and time. Her lower abdomen had become a bit smaller." "You're a bit gross." How disrespectful. As her educator, managing her body shape was also part of my job. I felt annoyed. When I turned away, god then said, "You love doing that, don't you?" After shrugging, god asked me. "But, why would they do such a thing? No one is watching." "However, the evidence is always there." "Evidence." "By that, I mean this." It was a bet whether or not I could bring it into my dream. Turns out, as long as I placed it on my bedside, it seemed possible. In that case, I'll prepare a tea set and go to bed tomorrow. After all, having a conversation without tea felt dull. While entertaining such a thought, I handed him a letter pressed with flowers. On the letter, words seemingly penned by a lady, stated as follows-- At the end, my name and the initials of my family were added. God spoke after alternating his gaze between me and the letter. "Is this your handwriting?" "It's completely different. For one, talking with such vain similes isn't my habit." I planned to write a number of letters with royal seal in the future, so I had concentrated on my penmanship. I had reached the level of handwriting as organized as those in my textbooks with both my eyes closing. "...As long as the context, 'A jealous woman whose fiance is being stolen from her' still stands, such evidence is enough to paint me as the culprit." "Although, the fact remains that you're tutoring that thieving cat despite the possibility of losing your fiance to her." "Oh, my! You say some excellent things!" After I praised god, he seemed hesitant. "I'm finally being treated like a god?" It couldn't be helped, after all, I was told such a thing? "Being honest with you, god--you aren't very god-like." "Why!? For me to appear inside your dream, isn't that celestial enough!?" "I mean, there's that, but if you truly are a god, then you should have already known the results of my investigation?" After all, he knew of my future. God seemed reluctant once again. "...I just thought that you'd want me to ask you." "I don't remember ever asking that of you?" "But, you said, 'It's really interesting, you know!?' with a pair of glittering eyes!? It'd be impolite for me not to ask!?" "Oh, you're good at imitating my voice!" "Listen to what I'm saying for once!?" Fufu, I mean--isn't that embarrassing? True, I was happy at being able to talk to god a lot that day. More so because we had been fighting for the past few days... I still missed those arguments. But, I shouldn't tell him that, yet. When I laughed, one full of implications, god only sighed. These days, I was happy to be able to communicate with him. God, who guessed, also switched the topic. "--Here's the real question." "What is it?" "How were you able to figure everything out in just those few hours after school?" "That's all being a lady is about."
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ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎ่„…่ฟซ็ŠถใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠๆŒใกใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅ้›†ใ‚ใŸใ‚ŠใŠ่ญฒใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅ็ฅžๆง˜ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใซๆทปใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŠๆ‰‹็ด™ใŸใกใ ใ€‚ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€้ข็™ฝๅŠๅˆ†ใง่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅ›žๅŽใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ใชใฎใง็ ดใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆ•ฐใ‚‚ไธ‰้€šใ—ใ‹ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ•™ๆใซใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ€ๆŒๅ‚ใ—ใŸๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚......ใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฟตใฎใŸใ‚ใซใŠไผบใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไปŠใพใงใฎๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใŠๆ€ใ„ใง?ใ€ ็ด”็ฒ‹ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใงๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ญใซๆœฌใ‚’ไบ”ๅ†Š็ฉใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏไธƒๅ†Šใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€้ฌผใƒ!?๏ธŽใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใตใตใ€‚ใ‚ใจๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚ใชใŸใŒๆณฃใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใŠๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฏๆ„›ใ„ไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏใŠใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚็ขง็œผใซๆถ™ใ‚’ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ๆบœใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใŒใƒ’ใ‚ฟใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™บ่จ€ใ‚’่จฑใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ€ ่ฉฑใ™ใจใใฏ็›ฎไธŠใฎ่€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ไปŠใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ–นใŒ็ˆตไฝใŒไธŠใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‹ใŸใ‚......ใจใพใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใช็Ž‹ๅŸŽใƒซใƒผใƒซใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ็ทด็ฟ’ใ‚’้‡ใญใŸๆˆๆžœใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆจกๆง˜ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่จฑๅฏใฎๅพŒใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€็ตถๅฏพใซใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใฏใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ—ใชใ„ใจไปฐใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ......ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ไปŠใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠๅๅ‰ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใฎ? ไปŠๆ›ดใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ็‰ฝๅˆถใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅ‹‰ๅผทใซ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใใชใฃใŸ? ใใ‚“ใช้ธๆŠž่‚ขใฏใ™ใใซๆถˆใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใจใฎไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใ‚‚ๅ…ญๅๆ—ฅๅฐ‘ใ€…ใ€‚้•ทใ„ใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ๆœˆๆ—ฅใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ“ใ‚“ใช็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใงใ€ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ๆผ”ๆŠ€ๆดพใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใฆ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„้ ƒ......ใ‚‚ใ†ๅŠๅนดใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‰ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใŸใพใŸใพไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅดใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ......ๆ™ฎ้€šใ€ŽใŸใพใŸใพใ€ไธŠ็ดš็”Ÿใฎ็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ“ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐ่ฉฑใŒๆญขใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใฒใจใพใšใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใง่žใ„ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚้•ทๆœŸไผ‘ๆš‡ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ๆ—ฅใ€ใ†ใกใซใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใŒๅฑŠใใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใ„ใจใ‚ฟใƒ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใžใ€ใฟใŸใ„ใช......ใใฎๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆโ€•โ€•ใใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆง˜ใŒๆ€’้ณดใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ€Žใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฏใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใฃ!!๏ธŽใ€ใฆใ€ ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ€Œ็ถšใ‘ใฆใ€ใจๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใจใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒๅคชใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใฎไธŠใงๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไธกๆ‰‹ใŒๅฐใ•ใ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใ‚ถ......ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่ชค่งฃใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็›ดๆŽฅใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใซใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใฎ็„กๅฎŸใ‚’ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใฏๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใง......่ฆ‹ๅ…ผใญใฆใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅดใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€ŒๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ๆœŸใฏใ€ๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใฆไธ€ๆœˆใŒ็ตŒใฃใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญ......ไบ”ใƒถๆœˆใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‰ใงใ™ใ€ ใใ—ใฆ้•ทๆœŸไผ‘ๆš‡ใŒๆ˜Žใ‘ใฆใ€ๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซใ€Ž็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญใจใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๅฌขใจใฎๅฉš็ด„็ ดๆฃ„ใ€ใŒ่ฉฑใซๅ‡บๅง‹ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฅžๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบˆ่จ€ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใ€‚็™พๆ—ฅๅพŒใซ็ตถๅฏพใซๆญปใฌใ€ใใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰......ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใซใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใซใ—ใ”ใ‹ใ‚Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใงโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚ใพใŸๆธ›ใฃใŸใจใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„......ๅญฆๆ กใงใฒใจใ‚Šใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใคใ„ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใพใงใฏใ€ ใพใใ€ๆœใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ—ฉใใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๅพ…ใกไผใ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใŠๆ˜ผใ‚‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฏใปใผๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไบˆๅฎšใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ—ใญใ€‚ไป–ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใจๆŽฅใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใชใฉใ€ๆŽˆๆฅญไธญใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใพใŸๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใพใŸใใฎๅƒ…ใ‹ใชๆ™‚้–“ใซๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใฎใญใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฎๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„! ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใฎใ”ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐ......ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใจๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ก”ใง่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใพใ™? ใใ‚“ใชๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ™ใๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚„ใคใ‚‰ใซไป˜ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฐใ•ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚‚ใ”่‡ช่บซใงใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็Šฏไบบใงใชใ„ใ“ใจใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™! ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹็ด™ใพใง็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ€‚้€†ใซใ€Žใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่จผๆ‹ ใ‚‚ใชใใฆใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใซๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฎ่จผๆ˜Žใญใ€ ๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎ็ญ†่ทกใฏใ€ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉๅ…ƒใซ็™–ใŒใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€็Ÿญใ„ๆ‰‹็ด™ใ€‚ๅค‰ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ“ใจใฎ่จผๆ˜Žใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฎ่จผๆ˜Žใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€‚้›ฃๅ„€ใชใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฏ็ฅžๆง˜ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅŽ„ไป‹ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ๅˆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟกใ˜ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใญ......ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏ้ ทใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ไปŠใพใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๆ‹’็ตถใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใซใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดใฉใ‚“ใช้ก”ใง่ฉฑใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใฎ? ใใฎไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใคใถใ™ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒๅผทใใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใฃ! ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ€่žใ„ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ„ใฎ? ใ‚ใชใŸใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใจ็‰นๅˆฅใชไปฒใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ„ๅœฐๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ“ใฎใพใพๆฎฟไธ‹ใจไปฒ้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใฎๅบงใซๅŽใพใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆ? ใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๅ•ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆฐ—ใพใšใใ†ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๅคขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใจใ„ใˆใฐๅ˜˜ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใซใฏๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใฃใกใ‚ƒๆ€–ใ„ใ—ใ€ใจ็ฌ‘ใ†้ก”ใŒๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ“ใจๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใใฎ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใƒ„ใƒณใจๆŒ‡ใงๆŠผใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใฏใ„ใ€็ฝฐใจใ—ใฆ็™บๅฃฐ็ทด็ฟ’ใ‚’ไธ‰ๅๅ›ž!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡~ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชžๅฐพใฏไผธใฐใ•ใชใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆŒ‡็คบๆฃ’ใงๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒณใจๅฉใ„ใฆใ€็ช“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅบญใฎๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใซๆ˜ ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ก”ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็ทฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€‚
--30 days remaining. "--Therefore, keeping hold over the weaknesses of others is important. Acquiring information with money is possible, but you may end up exposed on the spot if you do that. The secret to winning an intelligence war is to give a firm impression--'Turning me into your enemy would be a mistake.'" We had a fun and enjoyable night of studying. Of course, it was held at the residence of Baron Alban. After greeting the baron in the morning, he left due to business. That day was a good opportunity to teach some things that were difficult to learned at the academy. ...Yet, Lumiere looked even worse that day. From what I could tell, she wasn't sick. While shaking, she was looking at some letters on the desk that we always used. I went around the desk while playing with the pointer-- "What's with those threatening letters?" "W, why does Lady Lelouche have these!?" "I told you yesterday? I collected some while the others were given to me." They were the letters regarding Lumiere's bullying, the same ones I showed to god yesterday. They had either been thrown away or were being collected by others for fun. Some of them were torn, and I had only acquired three of them. I merely brought them with me to use as impactful texts... "Just in case, do you really believe I've been bullying you?" I tilted my head slightly in pure doubt. Lumiere immediately raised her face. "...The part where I'm being told to bury myself and study 5 books is true." "They were actually seven books." "Are you a demon!?" "Well, even if you cry every day, you still studied, no?" I let out such an adorable fact. Lumiere, whose blue eyes were filled with tears even that day, was staring at me. "Pardon me for speaking out--" --She imitated the correct manner of speaking to a superior. That told me she was slowly accustoming herself to the rules of the royal castle. After acquiring my permission, Lumiere continued. "--His Highness Sazanjill said that Lady Lelouche would never do such a thing." "What?" Why was his name being mentioned? Was she trying to keep me in check? Was she so tired of studying that she wanted to joke around? That couldn't be the case, thought. I had been mentoring her for 60 days. It wasn't a long time, but I had grown to comprehend her a little. She wasn't one to tell jokes while sporting such a serious expression. "Not long after I enrolled in the academy... about half a year ago, I started getting bullied. I happened to have the prince by my side and things calmed down for a while..." ...Someone like her wouldn't usually get along with the first prince, someone who also happened to be her senior. However, if I were to point that out, the conversation would surely stop. First of all, I had to listen to her until the end. "But the day before our break ended, I received a letter--supposedly from you, Lady Lelouche. The letter told me that if I don't distance myself from His Highness, I wouldn't get away with it., Sazanjill--I mean, His Highness then yelled, 'Luche wouldn't do such a thing--!'" "Go on." I urged her. "His Highness said that he'd like some time to resolve the misunderstanding. He thought that by saying greeting Lady Lelouche directly, he'd be able prove your innocence. But the bullying only intensified... the prince, he was unable to withstand it, so he began to stay by my side. Nothing happens when we're together." "Did you start being harassed around a month after enrolling into the academy?" "Actually, it began about five months ago..." Around the end of the long vacation, the rumors had earnestly transformed into, 'The first prince is planning to annul his engagement with Lady Elcage.' "...Then, after school, Lady Lelouche scolded me--no, taught me how to study!?" "--and then the bullying lessened in intensity once again." "Yes, I've hardly been alone at academy... until very recently." Well, His Highness and her would ambush me quite early in the morning. Then, he'd be with her during lunch. She'd also be tutored by me almost every day after school. As such, she's had almost no opportunities to interact with other people. But recently, the bullying had intensified once again. "But, you're otherwise unfazed by the recent harassment?" "Yes, compare to Lady Lelouche's tutoring, they are--" Oh, my. Don't look up at me with such a expression face after such a slip of tongue. If you carelessly show such loveliness, you'd be taken advantage of by bad guys. I laughed a little and confirmed to Lumiere. "Then, you know for yourself, don't you--I'm not the culprit." "Of course! ...But, these letters... On the contrary, there's no proof that Lady Lelouche isn't the culprit." "That's just the devil's proof." The handwriting of the letter didn't belong to me. But it was a short letter, and I could have just altered my handwriting. To prove that I didn't do it was harder than proving that I did it. How difficult-- Yet-- "His Highness believed in me from the beginning..." Lumiere nodded at my soliloquy. If what she said was true, maybe it'd be better to talk with His Highness as soon as possible and not at the end of the day. ...but. I couldn't help but lower my gaze. So far, all I did was reject him. As if to crush my anxiety, Lumiere gripped my hands. "Please, won't you listen to His Highness Sazanjill!?" "...But, are you alright with that? Don't you want a special relationship with His Highness?" It was mean of me to ask. However, if I were to be at odds with His Highness, wasn't there a chance she could become the new crown princess? When asked about that possibility, she showed an uneasy smile. "I'd be lying if I were to say I didn't dream of that." "...Right?" "But I'm no match for Lady Lelouche--after all, you're terrifying." She said that with a cute smile. I pressed my finger on the face that everyone thought was adorable. "'I'm no match for you,' you say? Alright then, 30 vocal exercises as punishment!" "Eeeh!?" "Don't complain!" I hit her on the back with the pointer and looked at the window. My face, which was reflected upon the window that gave way to a the beautiful garden, showed a slight smile--
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ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใปใฃใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๆฏใ‚’ๅใๅบ—้•ทใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใ‚ˆใญใ€ใ“ใชใ„ใ ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใ ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใฎไปคๅฌขใŒๆ€ฅใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใซๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใจๅฟƒ้…ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š็›ดใ—ใŸๅบ—้•ทใฏ่จŠใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่จ€่‘‰ใซ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒใšใ„ใฃใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๆ–นใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๆต่กŒใ‚Šใชใฎ? ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅบ—้•ทใฏๆฐ—ใพใšใใ†ใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†โ€•โ€•ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใŒ็œŸๅฎŸใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€‚ ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใฎไธ€่ฒซใจใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ–ฐ่ฆไบ‹ๆฅญใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ฝไปคใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ็›ฎใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃๆ™‚ใฎไปคๅฌขใŸใกใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ขจ็ฟ’ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ฃ•็ฆใช่ฒดๆ—ใปใฉๅŒใ˜ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซ่ข–ใ‚’้€šใ™ใ“ใจใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใปใฉๆ€ใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŒใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ็€ใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏใƒใƒฉใ•ใ‚Œใ€็”Ÿๅœฐใจใ—ใฆๅ†ๅบฆๅฃฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‹ฟไฝ“ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆ™ฉ้™ใ‚Šใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’่ฒธใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๅ†ๅบฆ ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆฅใฎไปคๅฌขใซ่ฒธใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎๆ–นใŒๆฏŽๅบฆใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ใ„ใกใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฎ‰ไพกใงๆธˆใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ๅบ—้•ทใฏใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”ๅ†…ๅฏ†ใซใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐใ•ใ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—้”ใŒ่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใพใ ไปฎ็ธซใ„ๆฎต้šŽใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ่ฉฎ็ดขใฏใƒ€ใƒกใญใ€‚ใพใ ๅ…ฌใซใงใใ‚‹ๆฎต้šŽใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ•ใ„ใŸใ ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใŠ่ฉซใณใฎๅฐใซใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚นใƒฌใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ไบŒใค่ฒทใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸใ€‚็™ฝใ„่ฒใŒๅค‰่‰ฒใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใƒ–ใƒฌใ‚นใƒฌใƒƒใƒˆใ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ไธ€ใคใ‚’ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซ่ดˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€Œๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใพใšใใ†ใช้ก”ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎใŠๆƒใ„ใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใง่ฒฐใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ™‚้ธใ‚“ใ ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฏใ€็งใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅญ็ˆตๅฎถใฎๅญใŒ็€ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใƒผใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅฅฝใใชๅญใŒใ„ใŸใฎใง......็งใŒ็ดนไป‹ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฏ......ใ“ใชใ„ใ ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒฐใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๆฐ—้ฃใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚ใจใ€ไพ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ๅฑ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ„?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆถ™ใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚
The store manager was relieved to hear my words. Well, the one who had made the order was a duke's daughter. Now that I had suddenly appeared, he might have worried that something was off about it. The store manager, upon regaining his composure, asked me a question. While I was speechless, Lumiere appeared from behind me. Is that way of speaking fashionable somewhere? Anyway, it's unpleasant to hear. That was right--if what Lumiere said was true... As part of his official duties, the king had ordered His Highness Sazanjill to start a new business. Around that time, His Highness Sazanjill began to take note of the dresses ladies wore at parties. Not only were they custom-made, it was also uncommon for wealthy aristocrats to wear the same dress twice. Unless they had some attachment towards their dresses, they'd just disassemble them and sell it off as a fabric. He probably found that wasteful. As such, His Highness Sazanjill came up with the idea of rental outfits. Dresses would be rented for one night, then be washed, and finally be lent to another lady. That was a lot cheaper than making a dress from scratch every time. When asked by me, the store manager nodded while saying, "Please keep this confidential. When Zafield and I came to see it, the dress was still in its preparation stage. Alright, no more snooping from now on. The dress was probably not publicly available. I was sorry for forcibly inquiring about it. As a symbol of apology, I purchased two bracelets. They were cute bracelets made of discolored white shells. It wasn't that expensive but... when I gave one to Lumiere, she bashfully said, "I'm happy." "The dress I chose before used to belong to the daughter of a viscount. There's also another girl who'd like to wear it. As for me, I already have a dress. The one given by Lady Lelouche..." "--If you're that concerned about me..." "After this, can you show me the doughnut shop?" I pretended to not notice her tears and smiled.
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้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใงใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅธ‚่ก—ๅœฐใธใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Š่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚“ใƒผใฃใ€ๅนณๆ—ฅใฎๆœใฃใฑใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใจ้–‹ๆ”พๆ„ŸใŒ็›ธใพใฃใฆๆœ€้ซ˜ใญ! ใ€Œใชใใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€‚ๅค‰่ฃ…ใจใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไธ€ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญใŒๅญฆๆ กใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒœใฃใฆ่ก—ใง้Šใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฉ•ๅˆคใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅฟใ‚“ใงๆ‚ชใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใฎๆœ้ฃพๅบ—ใซโ€•โ€•ใจ้ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€้กŽใซๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ„ใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ๅˆถๆœใƒ‡ใƒผใƒˆใ ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฏใใฎใพใพๅธ‚่ก—ๅœฐใ‚’ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆต่กŒใ‚Šใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒŠใƒ„ๅฑ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบใง็ซ‹ใก้ฃŸใ„ใ—ใฆ(ๆกˆใฎๅฎšใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅฃๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ)ใ€‚้ชจ่‘ฃๅ“ๅฑ‹ใซใฆๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใชไปฎ้ขใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ้ก”ใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใฟใŸใ‚Š(ใใฎใพใพๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใŠ่ฒทใ„ไธŠใ’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚)ใ€‚้ŠๆŠ€ๅ ดใซๅฐ„็š„ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅบ—ๅ“กใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆไบŒไบบใงๅนณ่ฌใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚(ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ตๆง‹ใ„ใ„็ทšใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ‚ˆ?)ใ€‚ ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€่กŒใไบคใ†ไบบใ€…ใ‚„ๅบ—ๅ“กใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใ‚’ไบŒๅบฆ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚่ฒดๆ—ๅญฆๆ กใฎๅˆถๆœใ‚’็€ใŸ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒ้ฉšใใชใฎใซใ€ใใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใใฎๅฉš็ด„่€…ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็š†ใ•ใ‚“็ฌฌไธ€ๅฃฐใŒใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใฉใ†ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅบฆใซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆถๆœใƒ‡ใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใฏๅ†…ๅฏ†ใง้ ผใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฉš็ด„็ ดๆฃ„ใฎ่งฃๆถˆใ‚‚ใจใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ ใฃ!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ไปฅๅค–ใซๆ‡‡ๆ„ใฎๆฎฟๆ–นใŒใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจไธ€ไบบๅฏ‚ใ—ใๅ…ฅๅ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ไธ€ไบบใงๅ…ฅๅ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไปคๅฌขใจใ—ใฆๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ใจ็™ฝใ€…ใ—ใ้›ถใ™ใจใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ็œ‰ๆ นใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฏ่ชฐใจๅ…ฅๅ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝ“ๆ—ฅใพใงใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚Šๅพ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไพ‹ใฎใ€Žไป–ใฎๅฅฝใใช็”ทใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๆ–นใฏ......ๅ…ฅๅ ดใงใใชใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ ใฃใฆใใฎๆ–นใฏใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃ้–‹ๅง‹ๆ™‚ๅˆปใพใง็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใงใใ‚Œใฐๆœ€ๅพŒใซใฒใจ็›ฎใ€ใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฎ่ฝๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚’็›ฎใซๅŽใ‚ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚่ตคใ„่Šฑใจๅค•ๆ—ฅใŒ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๆใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๆฏใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚€ใปใฉ็พŽใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใƒ‘ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚’ๅฃใซ้‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏไธก่‚˜ใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆๅคงใใๅ˜†ๆฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใใฎใชใžใชใžใฏใ€‚ใ•ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใพใใ€ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้›ฃๅ•ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๅทฑใฎๅฉš็ด„่€…ใŒๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅๆญปใฌไบˆๅฎšใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎๅŒ่กŒใ‚’ๆ–ญใฃใฆใ€ๆŒ™ใ’ๅฅใซๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใฅใใ‚Šใซไป˜ใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ๆญฃ่งฃใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใŒๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใซๅ˜†ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกใŒๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใใ†ใใ†ใ€‚้ฃŸไบ‹ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅญฆๆ กใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ไผšใ„ใŸใ„ๆ–นใŒใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใฏใใฎๅพŒใซใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒžใƒŠใƒผใฎๆœ€็ต‚็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ›ใ‚“ใจใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใฏใŠไผšใ„ใ—ใŸใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญ......ใ€ ๆ‚”ใ—ใ•ใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใŠๆฐดใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฟใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„......่จ€ใ„้–“้•ใˆใ ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏ็„ก็†ใช็›ธ่ซ‡ใงใ™ใŒ......ๅ…„ๅผŸใฎใ“ใจใซๅฃๅ‡บใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚้‡Žๆšฎใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใ€ใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใฆใŠใใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใซๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใœใฒใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใใฉใ„ใฃ!!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไบ’ใ„ๆง˜ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒณใƒใƒ—ใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๅฎŒ้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚้ฃŸใน็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใƒคใƒฏใชๅฅณใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„็”ทใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใŸใ ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ้ ผใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใญใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹......ใ€ ใƒŠใƒ—ใ‚ญใƒณใ‚’ๆค…ๅญใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจๆœฌ้Ÿณใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใƒˆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใจไธ€็ท’ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚!ใ€
"Lelouche! Will you grant me the honor of escorting you?" My school day wouldn't be complete without hearing His Highness crying out to me at least once. At the same time, that was also going to be the last. After all, I had decided to spend tomorrow relaxing at home. Without giving any particular reason, I said, "I'd like to spend time with my family tomorrow... Can't I?" Perhaps because I had asked sweetly, my parents agreed almost instantly. They were too lenient on their daughter. My father even decided to rearrange the schedule for dinner. ...I could only trust them on that point. Therefore, that day would be my last day at school. Although, to be precise, that'd be the day after tomorrow, when the dance party was to be held. However, on the evening of said party, I'd be wearing a dress. "Lelouche...?" "Pardon me, Your Highness Sazanjill. Good morning." "Y, yes, good morning..." It was another beautiful day. Despite the season, the temperature was mild without a single breeze blowing. "Your Highness, do you still have that stuffed animal?" "Ah? You mean this?" With a somewhat happy look on his face, His Highness Sazanjill took out the tattered stuffed animal. I honestly thought that as a young man of age, he shouldn't be displaying that so proudly. "I have a once-in-a-lifetime favor to ask of you." "W-what is it? I'll do whatever you want!" Seeing how eager he was, I felt a little uneasy. Well, since he said that he'd do whatever, I could ask him to return the stuffed animal. After all, it was supposed to have been thrown away. "Would you like to skip school together with me?" "W, w, what's gotten into you, Lelouche? If my mother were to learn of this, wouldn't you be in a lot of trouble?" "When that happens, please be my shield." "I... if it's only that much, it's no problem!" Fufu, Your Highness, your eyes are swimming, though? Soon, we were speaking inside a carriage as we headed for the city. As I alighted from the carriage, I stretched out. "Hey, Lelouche, should we wear a disguise?" It'd be a problem if the dignified crown prince was caught skipping school and playing around in the city. As such, disguising himself was probably for the best. However, when I was about to enter a nearby clothing store, His Highness pulled my hand. "No, let's refrain from doing so. It's a uniform date." Thus, we walked around the city as we were. As I had discovered a trendy donut shop, we ate there together. As expected, the area around His Highness' mouth became pure white. Then, I spotted a strange mask at an antique shop, and told His Highness to wear it (later, he bought it.) There was a shooting game in the amusement park, so I let His Highness try it and he almost hit the clerk. We both flat out apologized afterwards. Of course, the people and the clerk who saw us were astonished. After all, not only were we in uniform, it was the crown prince and his fiancee. Everyone's initial reaction was, "What on earth happened!?" But every time, His Highness would say. "We're having a uniform date, so I'd like to ask you to keep this a secret." "I'm going to ask you to not only annul our engagement, but also to escort Lumiere to the party the day after tomorrow." "But why...?" "Lumiere has no one else besides Your Highness. Without you, won't she be lonely?" It'd be embarrassing for a lady to enter alone. "Then, with whom are you going?" "...That'll be a secret until the day of." "Is it Zafield?" "Of course not." "Then, is it someone else that you like!?" "...That person wouldn't be able to attend, though." He couldn't participate in the party. In the first place, would I survive until the start of the party? If possible, I'd like to see 'Nameless' Sunset' one more time. The crimson flowers, along with the setting sun, were so beautifully drawn, they left me lost for words. As I brought the pasta to my mouth, His Highness put his elbow at the table. "...Is that supposed to be a riddle? I don't understand at all." "Well, it's complicated, so do your best." 'My fiancee is going to die the day after tomorrow, yet refuses to attend the party with me to make a final memory.' "That's right, let's return to the academy after we finished eating. There's someone I'd like to meet." "Is it Lumiere?" "Well, half-correct. I have to make a final confirmation of her party etiquette." "If so, then is it Zafield?" "Being honest with you, I'd like to refrain from meeting him..." As he clenched his fist in frustration, His Highness sipped his water and said. "Did he do something to you as well?" "No, never mind. Don't worry about that." I'd rather not meddle in the siblings' affairs. Then, I opted to think about the alternatives. "Well, don't worry, I'll deal with the rest." "Is there anything I can do for you?" "By all means, escort Lumiere." "Like I said--!" "--We're in this together." I was sure that he'd be able to handle it. I finished my lunch and got up from my seat. "Everything'll be alright, I'm not that fragile of a woman." "Am I such an unreliable man?" "No, it's not like that. I just don't know how to depend on you. But one thing is for certain, Your Highness..." I put my napkin on the chair before smiling at His Highness and telling him how I truly felt. "I really appreciated our date today. Because of you, I had so much fun!"
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......ใญใ‡ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผ้–‹ๅง‹ใฎใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใพใง่ชฟใน็‰ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใŒๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใจ่ฉฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฅณใ€ใซใคใ„ใฆใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใ€้ญ”ๅฅณใฏไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใญใ€‚้ป’้ซชใ€้ป’็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒๅฝฉใฏๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใฎใ“ใจใ€ๅ‰ตไธ–่จ˜ๅ‰ใซไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ—ใŸใจ่ฌ‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใฎ็‰นๅพดใŒ้ป’้ซชใ ใฃใŸใจใ‹ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€้ญ”ๅฅณ็‹ฉใ‚Šใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅˆ‘ใซๅ‡ฆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚......ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใใ‚“ใช็†ไธๅฐฝใช่ฉฑใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™? ไปŠใฎไธ–ใฎไธญใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใŒโ€•โ€•ๅธธ่ญ˜ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ™‚ไปฃใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ไปฃใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใจใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ‘ฝใชใฉ่ซฆใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใซไป–ใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆฎฟๆ–นใ‚’ๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ไฝ•ใซๆ›ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจ้ก˜ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ......ใ‚ใใพใงใ€ใใฎๆญดๅฒใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ใ‚ใชใŸใซ่žใใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้ญ”ๅฅณใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง=ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ€‚ๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใฎ้•ทๅฅณใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆฌกๆœŸ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใซใชใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใ ใฃใŸ่€…ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฅ‡่ทกใฏไฝฟใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚โ€•โ€•ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใซใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚„ไป–ใฎๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใๆ–นใ€…ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅนณๅ‡กใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใจใ„ใฃใŸๆ‰่ฆšใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใ ใฃใฆๆฑบใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒโ€•โ€•็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ไปŠใ“ใ“ใซ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซ......ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใใŸใƒญใƒ“ใƒผใซใฏใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎใฒใจใŒใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซ=ใƒซใ‚ญใƒŽ=ใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จ=ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณ็”ท็ˆตไปคๅฌขใ€‚ ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่ก›ๅ…ตใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‰ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ! ใŸใ ใกใซๆ€ฅ็—…ไบบใฎๆ‰€ใธๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ญท่ก›ใฎ่ก›ๅ…ตใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ไผšๅ ‚ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใŒๆผใ‚Œๅ‡บใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“! ใŸใ ใกใซๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใพใ™ๆ•…!?ใ€ใชใฉใจๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ€ใปใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ€ใพใ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจๅ…ฅๅ ดใ™ใ‚‹่ฒฌๅ‹™ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใฎ? ใ›ใฃใ‹ใ็ดบใจ้‡‘็ณธใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใŒใจใฆใ‚‚่‰ฏใไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ใพใ ใพใ ใญใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไฝ•ใ‚‚็”ณใ•ใš ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ‚‚็„กไบ‹ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใงไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใงใƒˆใƒฉใƒ–ใƒซใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใชใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใ„ใชใ“ใจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏ้–‹ๅง‹ใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜......ๅƒญ่ถŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ…ทๅˆๆ‚ชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎ็›ฎใฏ็ดฐใพใ‚‹ใฎใฟใ€‚ ใฎ่ถณใฎๅผ•ใใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใพใงๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใงไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ƒŒใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ๅฐใ•ใๅฃฐใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜?ใ€ใจใพใ™ใพใ™่ฆณๅฏŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‰‹ใŒใŠ่…นใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆโ€•โ€•ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ€ในใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ่ตคใ„่ก€ใŒไป˜ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ !?ใ€ ใใฎๆ‚ฒ้ณดใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใพใง้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆญฉใ„ใฆใใŸๅปŠไธ‹ใซใ€่ตคใ„่ปŒ่ทกใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€‚ใ‚ใƒผใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—้š ใ—้€šใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚......็€ใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใ€ไปŠใฏใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚„ใ‚ใใ ใ•ใ„......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๆญปใฌใ“ใจใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไธ€็•ชใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ๆœ€ๅพŒใซไบŒไบบใซไผšใˆใฆ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃโ€•โ€•ใ€ ่จ€่‘‰ใฎ้€”ไธญใงใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ่…ฐใซๅŠ›ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ๅดฉใ‚Œใใ†ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๆ…ŒใฆใฆๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆณฃใใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€‚ๆฌกๆœŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใŒไบบๅ‰ใงๆณฃใใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่จ€่ชž้“ๆ–ญใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆƒณใ„ใŒไผใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ—ใฐใ—่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ๅˆใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒƒใจๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ€‚้œ‡ใˆใŸๅฃฐใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่žใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ไธก่ฆชใชใฉ......่ชฐใ‹ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ไบบใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆ......ใŠไบŒไบบใงๅ……ๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใ‚„ใŠๆฏๆง˜ใซใฏๆ•ฃใ€…็”˜ใˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†......ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆญชใ‚“ใงใ„ใ่ฆ–็•Œใฎไธญใงใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“......ใ“ใฎ็™พๆ—ฅ้–“ใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅŽณใ—ใ„ๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใซ่€ใˆใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซ......็„ก่Œถใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ใชใŸใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅฆƒๆ•™่‚ฒใชใฉใจใ‹ใ“ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅญฆใ‚“ใงใใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ๆƒณใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ้“ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ๆšใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅŽณใ—ใ„้“ใ‚’ๆญฉใใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใฏใ€็”ท็ˆตๅฎถใจใ„ใ†่‚ฉๆ›ธใงใฏ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ„ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ใชใฎใง......ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠ่€ณใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹?ใ€
...Hey, god. Until the last minute before the dance party began, I was researching about the "witch" that Nameless wanted to protect. At that time, witches were feared. It went without saying that their eyes and hair were both black. Apparently, they were the characteristics of those who destroyed the world before Genesis. Thus, they were sentenced to a punishment called the witch hunt, for the crime of being born. I would've wanted to protect him no matter what. ...But of course, I have no intention of asking him about that history. Because I wasn't a witch--but Lelouche Elcage. I was the eldest daughter of a duke family, and had been appointed as the next crown princess. Nothing more, nothing less. As a matter of course, I couldn't cast any spells, or perform miracles-- --Which was why, I wanted to show His Highness Sazanjill, His Highness Zafield, and the other people who were heading towards their own future... ...I was mediocre, without any particular talents, or a good personality to boast-- However, His Highness the Crown Prince, Sazanjill Lukino Lapisenta, and the baron's daughter, Baroness Lumiere Alban were there. His Highness Sazanjill was instructing the guards. "We're fine! Go to the emergency patient immediately!" "Understood!" By that order, even his own escorts vanished. A commotion erupted from inside the hall. ...Even though the navy blue and gold dress looked stunning on her, she still had a long way to go. When I curtsied without saying anything, His Highness Sazanjill let out a small sigh. "You seem to be alright, Lelouche. What is a relief. A lot of problems just came out of nowhere. They're only some minor issues, but it doesn't look like the party will be able to start for a while." "Is it on the left? Then, Your Highness--" "Lady Lelouche, pardon my rudeness... But is something wrong with you?" "...I'm the same as usual." Despite my smile, Lumiere only narrowed her eyes. "Liar. Lady Lelouche can't even bend her legs to give a proper to curtsy like usual. The reason you didn't show up until now is probably because you were resting somewhere..." Lumiere rushed to me and put her hand on my back. I couldn't help but yelp, causing her to worry even more. "Lady Lelouche--!?" "Lumiere, what's wrong?" Hearing that scream, even His Highness rushed towards us. At that moment, he saw everything. I left a red trail behind me. "I'm so happy... You wore it..." "Lady Lelouche, now isn't the time..." "Please stop... I know best that I'll die soon. I'm glad I was finally able to see both of--" In the middle of my speech, I finally lost the strength to even stand. As I was about to collapse, His Highness Sazanjill caught me. After staring at each other for a while, His Highness gritted his teeth. Perhaps, my thoughts were conveyed. Then, he slowly spoke to me in a trembling voice. "Is there anyone you'd like me to call, such as your parents?" "No... the two of you are enough." Yesterday, my father and mother spoiled me a lot. In my blurred vision, I looked up at Lumiere. "Lumiere... you've endured my strict guidance for the past 100 days." "Lady Lelouche..." After all, she was the only one who knew everything I had learned, what I'd been thinking about, even though she resented me for the princess education. "If you choose that path, you'll have to walk an even tougher path--one that the title of baron can't handle. So... just lend me your ear."
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โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ14ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง! ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใ‚ˆใ†!!๏ธŽใ€ ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใฏใ€ๆœใจๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใซ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠๆ˜ผใฏ......ๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใฎ่จ“็ทดใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใใ“ใ ใ‘ใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซๅผ•ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ€‚ ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฏใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใพใ™ใ€‚ๅธธใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎ้ ญใซๆœฌใ‚’ๅ…ซๅ†Šไน—ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใจใฆใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใฆใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅ‹งใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ๆณฃใใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ใจไปฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€‚ๆฎฟๆ–นใฎๆถ™ใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ13ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ๆ—ฉๆœใฏ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚‚ๅ†ทใŸใใ€ๅใๅ‡บใ™ๆฏใŒใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰็™ฝใ„้„ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้–‹้–€็›ดๅพŒใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใพใŸ็ฉบใๆ•™ๅฎคใ‚’ๆ‰‹้…ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฏไบŒไบบใงไธ€ใคใฎๆœบใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้ป™ใ€…ใจ่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใƒšใƒณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹......ๅคœใซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใใฃ!?๏ธŽใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ็ทด็ฟ’ๅ•้กŒใ‚’่งฃใ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ๅŒใ˜ๆœบใฎ้š…ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ธใƒŠใƒซๅ•้กŒใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ€็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ˆนใ‚’ๆผ•ใ„ใงใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ๅฅ‡ๅฃฐใฏๅคง็›ฎใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎใฎไธ‹ใŒ้’้ป’ใใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใใกใ‚“ใจ็ก็œ ใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆฏŽๆ—ฅไบŒๅๅ››ๆ™‚้–“ใใฃใกใ‚Šๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ—ฅใŒไบŒๅๅ››ๆ™‚้–“ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ไธญใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็ก็œ ๆ™‚้–“ใงใ™ใ‚ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†!ใ€ ......ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅซŒๅ‘ณใซๆฐ—ใŒไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใญใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้–‰ใ˜ใŸใƒŽใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใจใ‚“ใจใ‚“ๆ•ดใˆใ€ๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ่ฆš้†’ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚่…ฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใคใ‚“ใ ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง! ็ตถๅฏพใซใใฟใฎๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰!!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใงใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ! ไฝ•ใ ใฃใฆไฟบใŒๅถใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใงใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚ใชใŸๆง˜ใซๅฉš็ด„็ ดๆฃ„ใ‚’็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใŸไธๅฑŠใ่€…ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซ......้ฆฌ้นฟใชใŠใฒใจใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใ€ไธ‰ๅ็ง’็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ............ใฏ?ใ€ ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ŒใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจๆŠผใ›ใฐใ€ไธๆœฌๆ„ใใ†ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใใฎ็‘ ็’ƒ่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ ไธ€ใ€ใƒ‹......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฟƒใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ•ฐใ‚’ๆ•ฐใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ‰ๅ็ง’ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ‚นใƒผใ‚นใƒผใจๅฏๆฏใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๅฏใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆŽˆๆฅญใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ใ™ใใซๅŸŽใซๆˆปใฃใฆๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใซๅŠฑใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒ็„กใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซใ€ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใซไป˜ใๅˆใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใใฎๅ…ฌๅ‹™ใฏใ„ใคใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใฎ? ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ไธ€ๅญฆๅนดใฎ่ฟฝ่ฉฆๅฏพ็ญ–ใƒŽใƒผใƒˆใชใฉใ€ใ„ใคไฝœๆˆใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅ˜†ๆฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใŸใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใŒๅ‰ๆใงใฏใชใใฆ? ใใ‚“ใชๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉš็ด„็ ดๆฃ„ใ‚’็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใŸใ‚‰......ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใจๆ‹ไปฒใงใชใ‹ใฃใŸใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ฝใก่พผใ‚€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅ‹•ใ˜ใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€ๆ„›ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใฎใญใ€‚ ไปŠใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†้…ใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใจๅๅ››ๆ—ฅใงๆญปใฌๅฅณใซไฝ•ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎ? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ‚ใชใŸใŒๅฏ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฉใ‚€้“ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅ‰้ซชใ‚’ใใฃใจ้™คใ‘ใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŠ้ก”ใงใ™ใ“ใจใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸใŠ้ก”ใ‚’ใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใšใฃใจๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ ใฃใŸใฎใซ......ใ‚ใชใŸใซใคใ„ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ—ฉใๆฐ—ใŒใคใ„ใŸใ‚‰......ไปŠใจใฏ้•ใ†ๆฑบๆ–ญใŒใงใใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆง˜ใ€ ๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€Žๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ใจไป˜ใ‘ใšๅๅ‰ใงใŠๅ‘ผใณใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใงๆœ€ๅพŒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่ตทใ“ใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฃใจๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใกใ€ๆ•™ๅฎคใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใไป–ใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใŒ็™ปๆ กใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ•™ๅฎคใฏๆŽˆๆฅญใงใ‚‚ไฝฟใ†ใ“ใจใชใ„ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็ฌฌไธ€็Ž‹ๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’็ฉบใๆ•™ๅฎคใซไธ€ไบบใซใ—ใฆใŠใใฎใฏไธๅ‘ณใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ้•ใ†ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ......ไป–ใฎๆ–นใฎ้–ขไธŽใงๆš—ๆฎบ่€…ใฎไปถใŒ็ตถๅฏพใซ่งฃๆฑบใ—ใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใ„้›ฃใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใžไปŠใพใง้›ใˆใŸๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใชใฎใงใฏโ€•โ€•!? ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘่ƒธใ‚’้ซ˜้ณดใ‚‰ใ›ใคใคใ€่ธตใ‚’่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€ ่žใ้ฆดๆŸ“ใฟใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€Ž้Š€็Ž‹ๅญใ€ใ“ใจใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚็ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจไธ€็ท’ใงใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚็™ปๆ กใฏใŽใ‚ŠใŽใ‚Šใงใ™ใฎใซใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ด™่ข‹ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใ†ใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅฐใ•ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใญใ€‚ไบŒไบบใซๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€‚ๅ…„ไธŠใ‚‚ใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ‚‚ใพใจใ‚‚ใซๆœ้ฃŸๅ–ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใใฎ้€šใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎใŠๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ‚ฏใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใชใฉ่ปฝ้ฃŸใงๆธˆใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จ็„ถ่ถณใ‚Šใชใใฆใ€‚่จ“็ทดไธญใซใŠ่…นใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅคง็ฌ‘ใ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏ่จ˜ๆ†ถใซๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‘ใงๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใใ‚“ใชๅคฑๆ…‹ใ‚’็Šฏใ—ใŸใ‹......ๅ˜็ด”ใช่ฉฑใ€ๆœใŒๆ—ฉใใฆๆœ้ฃŸใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ€‚ ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆไธญใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‘ใฐใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใ†ใชใƒ‘ใƒณใŒใ‚„ใพใปใฉๅ…ฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใ€็”Ÿใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใงใ™ใฎ? ใ‚ณใƒƒใƒšใƒ‘ใƒณใซ็”Ÿใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ใŒ่ฉฐใพใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ ดใงไธ€ๅฃใ€‚ใ‚“ใ‚“ใฃใ€็”˜ใใฆๅนธใ›ใงใ™ใ‚! ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ้ ญใซๆŸ“ใฟๆธกใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใญ! ใ•ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅฃโ€•โ€•ใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ€็ฏ€ใฐใฃใŸๆ‰‹ใŒไผธใณใฆใใŸใ€‚ๅฃ่ง’ใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใใ‚Œใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„ๅค–ใ€‚ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใŒ็ซ‹ใก้ฃŸใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ”ๅ†…ๅฏ†ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ‚’็‹ฌใ‚Šๅ ใ‚ใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆœ€้ซ˜ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ใคใŠใญใ ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฎœใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไธŠ็›ฎ้ฃใ„ใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€Œ้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใปใ—ใ„?ใ€ใจๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฌใ‚ตใ‚ฌใ‚ตใจ่ข‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๆ•™ๅฎคใงๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใฎใงใ€้คŠ่ญทๅฎคใซ้‹ใ‚“ใงใŠใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใใ‚Šใ‚’ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใพใ™ใ€‚็พŽๅฝขใ‚‚ๅฐ็„กใ—ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ฉบใๆ•™ๅฎคใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใŠใฒใจใ‚Šๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ™ใฎใ€‚ใปใ‚‰......็ตถๅฅฝใฎๆš—ๆฎบใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใฃใใฃ! ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎๅ†—่ซ‡้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใฃใฆใฐ!!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใฒใจใคใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใ€ใ€Œๅทฎใ—ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅŽปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅคงใใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใŒ่žใ“ใˆใพใ™ใŒ......ๅ…„ๅผŸไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใฎใงใ€ไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚
--14 days remaining. "C'mon, Lelouche! Let's study!" I made plans to study with His Highness Sazanjill in the mornings and after school. Meanwhile, during the afternoons, I'd have sword practice. As I thought, I couldn't quit. I had to see it through until the end. After school, Lumiere would also study with us. His Highness was shocked at my instructing Lumiere to balance eight books on top of her head. --13 days remaining. The cold air of the early morning turned my breath into a somewhat white mist when I exhaled. That day, His Highness Sazanjill arranged an empty classroom for us to use again. We were both sitting around one desk. I stopped my pen, which I had been silently running across the page. "Your Highness, have you been sleeping properly?" "Fuah!?" I asked after I finished solving the problems. His Highness, who had created those problems, made a strange sound. "The area under your eyes is dark blue. Are you sleeping properly?" "I, isn't that normal? I've been sleeping 24 hours every day!" "Considering that we only have 24 hours a day, you must be having a wonderful night's sleep." "That's right!" ...For him to not even notice my sarcasm, it must be worse than I thought. I closed the notebook and stood up. Finally, Sazanjill showed a semblance of awareness. He sat up and held my arm. "W, wait, Lelouche! I'll definitely help you!" "...Then, Your Highness, I have a request." "What is it?! I will make it happen!!" ...Please don't look so desperate? I'm the ungrateful girl who requested you annul our engagement, remember? Still, what a fool... "Can you sit there and close your eyes for 30 seconds?" "...Huh?" At my unexpected suggestion, His Highness's widened. Yet, due to my pleading tone, he relented. Although he seemed unwilling, he still closed his lapis lazuli eyes. I counted slowly in my heart. It didn't take long for His Highness' breathing to relax. That he wasn't getting a proper amount of sleep was only natural. The moment our classes ended, His Highness would return to the royal castle and work hard on public affairs. Despite that, he still made time for us to study after school... If you want to be useful to me, didn't we already agree you wouldn't intruding into my private affairs? I didn't feel like being sarcastic. Because ...it was partly my fault. I didn't know that he'd be that desperate after the annulment. Even if he wasn't actually in love with Lumiere, I thought that he'd only be slightly depressed. I didn't think that he'd go to such lengths to catch my attention. ...I am loved. Only now did I realize that, but it was too late. What could a woman who'd die in 14 days do? All I had to do was ensure that the path I was going to take was as bright as possible. I gently brushed the bangs that obscured His Highness' eyes. His face was pretty. I didn't know he could make such a foolish expression. I didn't know even though he was my fiance that entire time. "I'm sorry, Sazanjill." For the first time, I called him without honorifics. That would be the first--and also the last. I gently stood up and left the classroom so as to not wake him. It was about time for the other students to come to school. Of course, that classroom was off-limits--but, oh... Then, is this the moment the swordsmanship I've honed comes into play--?! It was when I tried to turn around. "Lelouche." Looking back on the familiar voice, I saw the Silver Prince--His Highness Zafield. How rare. He brought a paper bag with him. It smelled delicious. When he saw the look on my face, His Highness Zafield chuckled. "You see, I bought some for my brother, too. Has Lelouche eaten breakfast, yet?" That was right--during yesterday's lunch break, light snacks such as cookies were no longer enough. The fact that my stomach rumbled lead to my getting laughed a lot during the training. It was still fresh in my memory. Just remembering it embarrassed me. The actual reason was simple--I didn't have time to eat breakfast in the mornings. When I looked inside the bag, I saw a lot of delicious bread. Oh, is that fresh cream? I grabbed a piece of the bread filled with fresh cream and took a bite on spot. "Surprisingly, Lelouche is a glutton." "...Please keep that confidential." "Of course, being able to monopolize such a cute side of Lelouche is great." "Then, may I ask for more?" His Highness Zafield tilted his head and asked, "Do you want a drink?" "His Highness Sazanjill is sleeping in the classroom. Can you bring him to the nurses office?" His Highness Zafield was flabbergasted to the point that his beauty was ruined. "Right now, he's sleeping alone in that empty classroom. This is the perfect opportunity to assassinate him, right?" "Like I said, that kind of joke isn't funny!" "Oh, is that so?" I grabbed another piece of bread and left. "Thank you for the help." I could hear a big sigh from behind me... but, he was close with his brother. I was sure leaving him to His Highness Zafield would be alright.
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โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ65ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๆฑšใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅพกๅงฟใง......ๆœชๆฅใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใ‚‚ๅฝขใชใ—ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ€ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใซ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆ ผไธ‹ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใซไฝ™ๅฟตใฏใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆ กๅ†…ใ‚’ๆญฉใใŸใณใซใ€ๅŽญใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่ฆ–็ทšใจๅฐ่ฉฑใซๆ™’ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ—ฅใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใฎ่จ“็ทดใง่‚Œใ‚‚็„ผใ‘ใฆใใฆใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใซใฏ็„ก้ชจใชใƒ†ใƒผใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฐใŒๅธธใซๅทปใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚้ป’้ซชใ‚’็ตใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ๆƒœใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝŽใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใงไธ‰็ทจใฟใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ—ใ€‚ๅŒ–็ฒงใ‚‚ใ™ใใซๆฑ—ใงๆบถใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅก—ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็›ฎ้šœใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๅฎถใฏๆ˜”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็”ฑ็ท’ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆ†้‡‘ๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆดพๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚็‰นใซใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใŒใŠๆฏๆง˜ใ‚’ๅจถใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ€Ž็•ฐๅ›ฝใฎ็พŽๅงซใ€ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŠๆฏๆง˜ใซๆƒจใ‚ใชๆƒณใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€่ฃใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„็จ‹ๅบฆใซใŠ้‡‘ใจๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ”ๆง˜ๅญใ€‚ ใŠๆฏๆง˜่ญฒใ‚Šใฎ้ป’้ซชใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ›ฝใงใฏ็ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซ‰ๅฆฌใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็•ฐๅ›ฝใจใฎ่‰ฏๅฅฝใช้–ขไฟ‚็ถญๆŒใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใใฎๅจ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’็Ž‹ๅฆƒใซ็ฅ€ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚้ข็™ฝใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใ? ๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅชšๅฃฒใ‚Šใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏไฟก็”จใ—ใชใ„ใจๆฑบใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๆ–ญใ‚Šใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅฅณใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ‚ˆใปใฉใฎๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Š่€…ใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€‚ๆ‚ฉใฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰่žใใžใ€ ็™ปๆ กไธ€็•ชใซไผšใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆ ก้–€ใ‚’ๆฝœใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€้‡‘้ซชใฎใพใฐใ‚†ใ„ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎๅงฟใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไผ‘ใฟใ ใ€‚็†ฑใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใงใฏๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใซ่ชฒ้กŒใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ‚ˆใ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใชใ„ใ ใฎๅฐใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใงใ‚‚ๆบ€็‚นใ ใฃใŸใจใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใฎๆŽˆๆฅญใฎๆ™‚ใฏๅธธใซ้ ญใซๆœฌใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ ใ„ใถ่ฝใจใ™ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๆธ›ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆฏŽๆ—ฅๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅฅฅไบŒ้‡ใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใŒ......ๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไบŒ้‡ใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€็Ÿฅๆต็†ฑใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚้ ญใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ๆœฌใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹็น•ใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ใจ็ฎ—ๆฎตใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๆฎฟๆ–น......ๅŠใณใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๆทฑใ„ๆบœใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใŠ่ฉฑใฎ้€”ไธญใชใ“ใจใ‚’ๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใฎๅ“ใฏใ€Žๅ„ๅ›ฝๆœ‰ๅ็ตต็”ป่พžๅ…ธใ€ใจใ€ŽใƒŠใƒŠใ‚ทใฎ็‹ฌ็™ฝ็ตŒๅ…ธใ€ใฎใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅพŒ่€…ใง่‡ชๅ›ฝไฟกๆ•™ใฎๆญดๅฒใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใŸๆ–นใŒใ€ไปŠๅพŒไป–ๅ›ฝใฎๆ–นใจใฎไผš่ฉฑใŒๅผพใ‚€ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ™ใพใ‚“ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ็„ก็†ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆไผ‘ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใฟใจไบŒไบบใง่ฉฑใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๆ”พ่ชฒๅพŒใฏไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใชใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆญปๆดปๅ•้กŒใซๅ€คใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ†ใ‚ใŸใˆใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็Œถไบˆใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใพใ ใพใ ่‚ๅฟƒใฎๅ•้กŒใŒไฝ•ใ‚‚่งฃๆฑบใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„โ€•โ€•ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใพใฃใ™ใๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ–‰ไปใŒๅคงใใๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹......ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸไปŠๅบฆ่ช˜ใŠใ†ใ€ ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆ™‚ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŠ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฟ…ใšใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใจ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ๅพŒไปปใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚‚้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ–ใจใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚‚่ปŒ้“ใซไน—ใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆฌกใฎใ€Žไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใ€ใซๅ‚™ใˆใŸๆบ–ๅ‚™ใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒไผ‘ใฟใชใ‚‰้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ็ฉบใ„ใŸๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ๆœ‰ๅŠนๆดป็”จใ™ในใใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆŽˆๆฅญใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅธฐๅฎ…ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€ใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅผŸใฎ่‡ชๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆๅผŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๅฎถใฎ่ทกๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚น=ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใฏๅผ•ใใ“ใ‚‚ใ‚Šไปคๆฏใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใชใฎใซใ€ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅผŸใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“......!?ใ€ ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซๅฝ“ใŸใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฑใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจๅŒใ˜้ป’้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไธ‰ใคไธ‹ใฎๅไธ‰ๆญณใ€‚ๅฏ็™–ใ‚‚ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ ใ€‚ใพใ ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒžใฎใพใพ็ญ†ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใญ? ็ตนใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒžใŒ็„ก้ง„ใซใ‚ซใƒฉใƒ•ใƒซใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅผŸใŒใ€ๅŠๆณฃใใง่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“......ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ!? ๆœๆ™ฉ็„กๅฟƒใซๅ‰ฃใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆŒฏใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......ๆ€–ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ!? ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ‚ช้ญ”ใซๅ–ใ‚Šๆ†‘ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆ•™ไผšใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใตใตใฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฅ‡้‡ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€ๆฏŽๆ™ฉ็ฅžๆง˜ใจใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚็ฅžๆง˜ใซใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใฃใฑใชใ—ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ไปŠๅบฆใŠ็คผใซไฝ•ใ‹่ดˆใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใพใใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ญใƒใ‚ฌใ‚คใจ้–“้•ใ‚ใ‚Œใใ†ใชใฎใงใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ญใƒใ‚ฌใ‚คใ‚‚ใฏใ—ใŸใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใญใ€‚ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ๅ‰ใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Š้Žใ”ใ•ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไบบ็”Ÿใงไธ€็•ชใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซๆบ€ใกใŸๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚’้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒๆ€–ใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ใ‚ใจๅ…ญๅๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ—ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใฏๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใจใฆ......ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝผใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้›‘ๅคšใช้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚่‡ณใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใซใ€็ตต็”ปใ€‚็ตต็”ปใ€‚็ตต็”ปใ€‚้ขจๆ™ฏ็”ปใ‚„ไบบ็‰ฉ็”ปใ€ใใฎ็จฎ้กžใฏใ•ใพใ–ใพใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจๆฒน็ตตใญใ€‚ใใฎ่‡ญใ„ใงๅ™Žใ›ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใพใง็ตตใฎๅ…ทๅก—ใ‚Œใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็—…ๆฐ—ใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็ช“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ‡ใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€‚็ตตใ‚’ๆใใฎใ€ๅฅฝใ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚......ใ€ ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ็ญ”ใˆใซๆท€ใ‚€ใ‘ใฉ......ๆ„šๅ•ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€่žใ‹ใšใจใ‚‚็ญ”ใˆใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ๅฝผใŒๅณ็ญ”ใ—ใชใ„ใฎใซใฏ่จณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธก่ฆชใŒ็ตตใ‚’ๆใใฎใ‚’ๅๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใ„้ ƒใฏใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฎๆใ„ใŸ็ตตใซไธก่ฆชใจใ‚‚ใƒกใƒญใƒกใƒญใงใ—ใŸใฎใ‚ˆ? ใงใ‚‚ๅคงใใใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใฏ็ตตใ‚’ๆใใ“ใจใซๅคขไธญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใฎ็”ทๅญใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใ‚ใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้›ใˆใ‚ใ€‚็คพไบคๆ€งใ‚’่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ†ๅผท่ฆใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใฏ็ตตใซๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซๅผ•ใใ“ใ‚‚ใ‚ŠไปคๆฏใŒๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้ฌฑๆ†คใ‚’ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธก่ฆชใฏ็คพไบค็•Œใง็€้ฃพใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ฃ่ฒกใ—......ๅๅฃฐใ ใ‘ใŒ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๅฎถใฎๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€‚ใใฎๅๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ€้•ทๅฅณใŒใ€Žๆœชๆฅใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๅฆƒใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใฆใŸใ‚Šใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๅฎถใซใ€ๅผŸใชใ‚Šใซ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่žใใฎใ€‚ๆฎ‹้…ทใญ? ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใฎไปŠๅพŒไธ€็”Ÿใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ„›ๆƒ…ใŒ้€šใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใŸใจใฆใ€ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใƒซใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚นใ€‚ๅฎถๅ‡บใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใพใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๆ‰‹้…ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใ‚!ใ€
--65 days remaining. "Hey, isn't that Lady Lelouche?" "She looks as filthy as always... our future princess is so unsightly..." "...No wonder her fiance abandoned her." "I've heard that she often tries to bully his new partner." Whenever I walked around school, there wasn't a single day I wasn't exposed to those unpleasant stares and gossip. Well, that couldn't be helped either. Due to my daily swordsmanship training, my skin was being burned. My hands were enveloped in callouses. I didn't have time to tie my black hair, so I had left it hanging in a low braid from the morning. I didn't wear any make up because my sweat would only ruin it. From the beginning, I must had been an eyesore to them. As a duke family, the Elcage Family was one with a long history. We also had exuberant wealth. After father got married, he wanted to create an impression of wealth and authority to keep my mother, a 'foreign beauty', from feeling miserable. My black hair, which I inherited from my mother, was considered rare in that kingdom. As such, it became a target of jealousy. Moreover, to maintain good relations with the foreign kingdom, I, her daughter, was made into the future queen. Thus, some people might find the idea distasteful. I had decided to never trust people who sold admiration, so I refused them from the beginning. Just because I had been forsaken by my fiance, they called out to me... what a bunch of weirdos. "Lelouche, if you have any problems, I'll hear you out." As soon as I hurried across the school gate, the dazzling blond prince--Sazanjill, called out to me. I didn't see Lumiere anywhere. "Where's Ms. Lumiere?" "She's absent today. She seems to have developed a fever." "Oh, then I shall deliver her assignments after school." Lumiere did her best. She got a perfect score on the last quiz. Whenever we studied together, her head was always buried in books. The number of mistakes she made were decreasing considerably. She still cried every day, so she had double-eyelids... However, after some time, they'd soon return to their old, adorable, form. Even if she had a fever of wisdom, she still had to study. Of course, I'd give her a book with an easier topic that time around-- "Which do you think is better? An'Encyclopedia of Famous Paintings From Each Country', or the 'Dictionary to Help with Foreign Monologues'? As for me, I think that the former is best for deepening the knowledge about the customs of each country, while the latter will encourage conversations with foreigners in the future." "...No, sorry. I'm the one who told her to take a rest. I really thought I had to talk with you. Can we meet after school?" "I'm sorry, I have plans for after school today." "I, is it more important than me?" "Yes, it's a matter of life and death." The core problem hadn't yet been solved--it hadn't even been tackled, let alone that. Under the pressure of my gaze, His Highness gulped. "T, then, I'll invite you another time." ...And the next time, will also be the last. But I promised--I'd definitely talk to him. When that happened, I hoped we could talk with each other with smiles. The education for my successor was progressing well. I had also trained her for emergencies. It was time to prepare for the next step. The fact that Lumiere was taking the day off made it easier. In order to make effective use of that free time, I returned home as soon as classes were over. "Rufus, are you there?" I knocked on the door of my younger brother's room. There was no reply--even though there should be one. At the same time, I could hear the screams of my cute little brother. "...Sister!?" It'd be dangerous if I hit Rufus. Thus, I stopped. After a while, the door slowly opened. A boy with the same black hair as me appeared. He was 13-years-old. He also had a bad sleeping habit. He looked afraid. My younger brother ran towards me while half-crying. "Sister... what ails you?! In the morning and evening, you keep swinging a blade... it's scary! Father and mother have decided to consult with the church, thinking that you've possessed by something evil..." Fufu, what a bizarre situation, even though I talk to god every night. Not to mention, I was indebted to him. I had to thank him next time. What should I do? If I were to explain everything to Rufus, he'd truly think his sister had gone mad. Oh, no, a madman wouldn't use that sort of word when referring to herself. I had to get through that life with a smile before I could say it. "I'm alright. In fact, this is the first time I've ever been this motivated." "What is that, how scary!?" ...Even if he said that, what should I do other than being motivated these days? I had only about 60 days left... "More importantly--excuse me." I entered his room without waiting for permission. The room was as I expected--paintings were everywhere. There were various types of landscape and portraits. They were all oil paintings. The smell made me want to cry. Oh no, even his bed was soiled with paint. I was worried that he might get sick. Thus, I opened the window. Then I turned around. "Rufus, do you like drawing?" "What? That's right..." Rufus stuttered... but indeed, it was a foolish question. After looking at his room, the answer should be obvious, already. There was a reason why he didn't answer immediate. It was because our parents were against his hobby. When he was little, my parents had already showed some objection towards his hobby. Even after he grew up, Rufus liked to paint to an extreme degree. To relieve their frustration, my parents dressed up extravagantly in social circles and splurged... such was the Elcage Family, whose only fame was its wealth. The fame might not even be based on the fact that their eldest daughter was the future princess. In a way, that might also be my family's way of showing remorse for leading my brother towards such a development. It might be cruel, but it was for his future. I didn't even know if he'd understand my affection. Even if I wanted such a reward, I wouldn't have enough time to receive it. "Then, Rufus, let's run away from home!" "What!?" "I'll arrange everything from A to Z!"
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ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชไธๆ ผๅฅฝใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’......? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฝœใฃใŸๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏๅฆๅฎšใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ฃ็ธซใ‚„ๅˆบ็นใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚ใฎ็Ž‹ๅฆƒๆง˜ใซใ‚‚ๅŒ™ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€Ž้‡ใงๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅˆบใ•ใชใใชใ‚Œใฐๅๅˆ†ใชใฎใงใฏใ€ใฃใฆใ€‚ใพใ่ฃ็ธซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใชใใฆใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅฆƒใซใฏใชใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†! ใจใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใŠ่ดˆใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใŒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ใ€Žใพใ•ใ‹......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ฆšใˆใฆใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŽใพใฃใŸใ่จ˜ๆ†ถใซใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใฎ? ใจ่ฆ–็ทšใง่จดใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽใใฟใŒไบ”ใคใฎๆ™‚ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใใฟใŒๅ…„็Ž‹ๅญใซใใฎๅญใ‚’ๆจใฆใฆใŠใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ? ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ? ใใ‚“ใช็œŸไผผใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใใ†ใ€ใ ใฃใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏๅนดไธŠใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใจใฆใ€ใ„ใกๅ…ฌ็ˆตไปคๅฌขใŒใใ‚“ใช้กŽใงไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œŸไผผใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Žใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ—ใฆใŸใญใ€‚ไปŠใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ไบ›็ดฐใชๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๅคงใ„ใซ่‚ฏๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ™ใ—ใ‹ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆˆ‘ๆ…ขๅผทใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฐใ•ใ„้ ƒใฏๅนด็›ธๅฟœใซ็™‡็™ชใฏ่ตทใ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝœใ‚Œใšใ€ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œๆจใฆใจใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ™!?ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใฆใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Ž่ชฐใฎไปŠใŒๆˆ‘ๆ…ขๅผทใ„ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใ€ๅฟƒใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ใฎใฏ็ ดๅป‰ๆฅใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅผฑๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚ŒใŸใจ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ? ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใใ†ใจใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚‚่€ƒใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใˆใฃใกใ€ ใ€Žในใฃใ€ๅˆฅใซ่ฃธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†!?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไธŠ็›ฎ้ฃใ„ใงๅฃใ‚’ๅฐ–ใ‚‰ใ›ใฐใ€ใ™ใใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ตคใใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใงๅ‹•ใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใŠใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆ็™พๅนดๆ—ฉใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ใพใใ€ใŠไป•็ฝฎใใฏใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ—ใ‚Œใฃใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ‚ดใƒŸๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไปŠใ‚‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Žใ•ใ‚? ๆœฌไบบใซ่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ?ใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏๆ€ฅใซใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใพใฃใŸใ......ๆ€ฅใซใƒ—ใ‚คใƒƒใจใ—ใชใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ๆ€ฅใซๆฉŸๅซŒๆ‚ชใใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€ŽๆฉŸๅซŒใชใ‚“ใ‹ๆ‚ชใใชใฃใฆใชใ„ใฃใฆใฐใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใใฟใ‚’็”˜ใ‚„ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใ‹ใชใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ ใ€Žใพใ‚ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใใ‚“ใชๅ‰ใใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡! ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฃ!!ใ€ ......ใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใฎ่ฆชใ—ใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ•ใซใ€ใคใ„ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใŒใกใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใญใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใ‚“ใช็ฅžๆง˜ใŒโ€•โ€•ใพใใ€ไปŠใฏใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œ......ใ“ใฎใพใพๆจใฆใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใงใ™ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ๆฉŸๅซŒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใŠใกใ‚‡ใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใฎใซใ€่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใŸ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎ้ก”ใฏ็œŸ้ข็›ฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใจๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใงๆญปใฌ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็—•่ทกใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡? ใใ‚“ใชใฎใ€ไบบใŒใจใ‚„ใ‹ใ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Ž......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใŸใ ใ€ๆ˜”ใฎๆฅใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ๅŽปใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใพใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€็ฅžๆง˜ใฏใ€Žใ•ใใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅธญใ‚’็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ใ‚ใโ€•โ€•ๅๆฎ‹ๆƒœใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็พๅฎŸใงใพใ ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚‹ในใใ“ใจใŒใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Ž่ฟฝ่ฉฆใ€้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใญใ€ ใ€Žๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™ใ‚!ใ€ ็™ฝใ„ไธ–็•Œใซๅ…‰ใŒๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‹ใŒใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถๅฃฐใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€‚ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ5ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง! ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง......!!ใ€ ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็œผใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฐใ€้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฏใšใฎๆ‰‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใพใฐใ‚†ใ„ๅ…‰ใŒๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆœๆ—ฅใ‚’ๅพŒๅ…‰ใซใ—ใŸใ€Ž้‡‘็Ž‹ๅญใ€ใฏใจใซใ‹ใ็œฉใ—ใใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ......ใŠใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใ€ๆŒจๆ‹ถใฏๅ…จใฆใฎๅŸบๆœฌใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€‚ใใฃใจๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่จŠใใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏไฝ•ๆ™‚ใงใ™ใฎ? ใพใ ่ฟฝ่ฉฆใฏ้–“ใซๅˆใ„ใพใ—ใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฟฝ่ฉฆใชใ‚‰ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่กŒใ‘ใฐ้–“ใซๅˆใ†ใŒใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซๅŒปๅธซใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅฟƒ้…ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใพใ ๆญปใฌๆ—ฅใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏ......!?ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใŸใ ใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ•ใฃใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ไธ€้€šใ‚Š่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅ›บใใฆๅฏ’ใ„ๆ‰€ใงๅฏใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็ฏ€ใ€…ใฏ็—›ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใฃใทใ‚Š็ก็œ ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆ้ ญใฏๅ†ดใˆใฆใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆ”ฏ้šœใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€่ฟฝ่ฉฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใฒใจใพใšใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€‚ใŠ็คผใฏใ‚ใจใซใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใ€ ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใŸใจใฆใ€่ฟฝ่ฉฆใซๅ‡บใชใ„ใ“ใจใซใฏๅง‹ใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่ถณๆ—ฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใŠใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๅฝผใŒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎๆกƒ่‰ฒใฎใ†ใ•ใŽใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไธ€ๆ™ฉไธ€็ท’ใซ้Žใ”ใ—ใŸๅญใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€่ฆ‹็›ฎ้บ—ใ—ใ„็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏไธ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅคงๅˆ‡ใใ†ใซไธ็ดฐๅทฅใชใใฎๅญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸๆ—ฅใซใ€่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใฎใ€‚ใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใŒ้…ใใชใฃใŸใฎใฏ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ€ๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๆจใฆใฆ็ตๆง‹ใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‹! ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใŒไธ€็”Ÿๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝไฝœใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชไธ็ดฐๅทฅใชใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚‚ๅŒ็„ถโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใฎๅฎ็‰ฉใ ! ใ„ใใ‚‰ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่žใๆจใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใžใฃ!!ใ€ ......ใใ‚“ใชๆ€’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใงใ™ใ‹? ไฝœใฃใŸๅผตๆœฌไบบใŒใ‚ดใƒŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ดใƒŸใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้–‹้–€ใฎ้˜ใฏ้ณดใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚่ฟฝ่ฉฆใฎ้–‹ๅง‹ๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไธ€ๆ™ฉๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆนฟใฃใŸ้ป’้ซชใ‚’็ฟปใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใพใง่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่กŒใใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ......่ฟฝ่ฉฆใ€้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฃ่ง’ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ้ก”ใซๆณฅใฏๅก—ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€
No, I couldn't deny the possibility. After all, the queen was particularly dissatisfied at my embroidery and sewing. To the extent that she once said, "It's already a miracle you haven't stab your finger." Well, even without sewing skill, I could still become a queen! Anyway, did I give such a stuffed doll to His Highness? As I pondered that, God let out a sigh. "No way, you truly don't remember?" "Not at all." The god answered when I appealed with my eyes. "I think you said it about five times back then. You asked the first prince to abandon the idea." "To His Highness!? Me, such a thing--!?" After all, the other party was still a crown prince. For a mere duke's daughter to insist on such a thing... "Indeed. You threw a tantrum. Cute, don't you think?" ...Again, I couldn't deny the possibility. I could only laugh. As of the present, I was a patient person. When I was little, though, I seemed to have thrown tantrums as according to my age. My saying, "Please throw it away--!" back then might not be all that strange. "...'A patient person'? You?" "Reading my mind is shameless." Perhaps, the god thought he had grasped my weakness? In that case, I had an idea, too. "...Pervert." "I, it's not like I see you when you're naked?!" God's face immediately turned red. It was a hundred years too early for him to make fun of me. After all, if it was only that much, I wouldn't be swayed. Well, that concluded my punishment towards the god. I should return to the main topic. "But why, even though I should've disposed of it." "Why are you asking me? You should've asked him directly?" However, god suddenly turned away. ...I didn't want him to suddenly clam up. "Can you suddenly not get in a bad mood just because I recalled it?" "I'm not in a bad mood. I just thought that I mustn't spoil you too much." "Oh, dear. Since when did god become so amazing?" "I've already been amazing since the beginning--for I am god!" ...Speaking of which, that was the case. It was easy to forget that fact, considering how casually we treated each other. Still, regardless of how he acted, he was still a god-- Before that, there was something more pressing. "Should I just throw it away?" "Are you still in a bad mood?" However, the god seemed serious. "Considering that you're going to die in a few days, you just don't want to leave any traces of yourself behind, right? At least, that's what people usually say..." "...I merely wanted to be rid of the reminder to my shameful past." "Well, either way is fine." Afterwards, god stood up while saying, "It's about time." "Do your best on the exam." "Of course!" Light shone in the white world. Someone was calling me-- --5 days remaining. "Lelouche! Lelouche...!" As I hazily opened my eyes, dazzling light was pouring through the door that should've been closed. The 'Gold Prince' who wore the radiance of the morning sun as a halo was just too dazzling. "Ah, good morning, Your Highness Sazanjill." "Fufu, but greetings are the basis of everything." His Highness Sazanjill supported my back. I gently corrected my posture and asked him. "Thank you for your assistance. What time is it now? Have I missed the exam?" "If it's the follow-up exam, there's still time. Before that, let's get you examined." "There's no need to worry. I won't die, yet." "What kind of joke is that...!?" It wasn't a joke, but a fact. I got up quickly and attempted to move my body... I had slept in a cold and hard place. Therefore, I was sore. Still, I had a good night's sleep. My head was clear. There was nothing wrong with it. "Then, I shall take the follow-up exam. Let me thank you later." No matter how much I studied, there'd be no point if I didn't take the exam. I tried to rush out, but my arm was pulled. "W, wait, why does Lelouche have this?" He showed me the pink rabbit, the friend I had spent the night with. It truly was disproportionate to the beauty of the crown prince, yet His Highness Sazanjill firmly held the ugly doll. I involuntarily diverted my gaze. "You dropped it on the day you came to visit me. I'm sorry that I didn't return it as soon as possible. Then, can you please throw it away?" "I won't! Lelouche did her best to make it!" "But, it's as ugly as a garbage--" "It's my treasure! No matter what Lelouche said, I won't abandon it!" The person who made it said it was garbage. Thus, it was decided that it was garbage. Even so, the opening bell rang. I couldn't wait any longer. I combed my slightly damp black hair that had been left unkept overnight. "If you say that, then have it your way. I need to go." "T, the exam, do your best." The corners of my mouth rose. "I won't smear Your Highness' face with mud.
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ใ€Œใชใฃ......ไฝ•ใ‚’ใชใ•ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€็”ณใ—่จณใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠๆ•™ใˆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กใ•ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใคใ‹ใคใ‹ใจใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กๅฌขใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่…•ใซ่…•ใ‚’็ตกใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆŠตๆŠ—ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ๆฎฟๆ–นใซใฏๅˆฐๅบ•ๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ใ ใฆใซๆฏŽๆ—ฅ้›ใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ท่ปŠใฎใใฐใซ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใฆใฏโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅฃใฏ้–‰ใ˜ใŸๆ–นใŒๅฎœใ—ใใฆใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใƒใ‚ฑใƒ„ใฎไธญใซๅ†ใณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๆณฅใซๅก—ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใงในใฃใŸใ‚Šใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏ็›ดๆŽฅใƒใ‚ฑใƒ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’็ชใฃ่พผใฟใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใงใ™ใŒใญใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ“ๆ ผใŒ็–‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ใƒผๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ€‚ ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กๅฌขใŒๅฃฐใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ€ใพใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆ้”ใ‚‚ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใชใ‚“ใ‹้€ƒใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใพใใ€ใ‚ใจใง็ตๆœซใ‚’ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจ่ชžใฃใฆใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใ€ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กๅฌขใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใฉใ†ใž้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ€็™’ใ‚„ใ—ใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ“ใจใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใŸใจใฆใ€ใŸใ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใŠใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ๆ†คใ‚‹ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กๅฌขใซใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๆณฅใ‚’ใชใ™ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ? ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ ใ€Œใฏ? ใ‚ใชใŸใ€็›ฎใŒ่…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใใฆ!? ใฉใ“ใ‚’ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๆ‰“้ฆ–ใซใชใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅ‘†็„ถใจๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็‰นใซ้ก”ใซไป˜ใ„ใŸๆณฅใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ†็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฝผใฏใ€Œใปใธใ‡!?ใ€ใจ้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝๆฌกๆœŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹็ฌฌไธ€ๅ€™่ฃœใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅ›บๅ”พใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใโ€•โ€•ใใ†ใ ! ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฏไฟบใฎ่ชค่งฃใงๆ€–ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฆ็”ณใ—่จณใชใ‹ใฃใŸใช......ใใฟใŸใกไธ€ๅญฆๅนดใ€Žใ‚ขใƒณใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ๆณฅใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ๅˆใ†ใปใฉไปฒใŒ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใชใ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚! ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใงใ™ใฎโ€•โ€•ใญใ‡ใ€ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ๅŒๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅˆ็‚นใŒใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใ€ใ‚ใชใŸๆ–นใฎไธๆ•ฌๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„่กŒ็‚บใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซ็”˜ใ‚“ใ˜ใฆๆณฅใซๅก—ใ‚Œใ‚โ€•โ€•ใ„ใˆใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๆณฅ้Šใณใ‚’ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใจใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ ๅผ•ใใคใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กใ•ใ‚“ใŠใ™ใ™ใ‚ใฎ็พŽๅฎนๆณ•ใฏใญใ€ใ†ใกใฎใŠๆฏๆง˜ใ‚„ใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใซใ‚‚ใŠ่ฉฑใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใŠๆฏๆง˜ใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ ใพใใ€ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒฉใƒฉใ‚กๅฌขใซๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใชใ“ใจใฏๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซ......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ•ใ‚“ใŒใใ“ใพใงๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใฃใฆๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ™ใ‚......ใœใฒใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใ”ไธ€็ท’ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—......ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใŽใ“ใกใชใๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่ข–ใ‚’ๆฒใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฅ้ ƒใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใŒไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็คผใ ใ€‚ใœใฒไฟบใ‚‚ๆททใœใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใ—ใฆใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆญฃ็›ดใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ไธ€็ท’ใซ้ŠใณใŸใ„ใชใ‚‰ๆง‹ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ๆ‹’ๅฆใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใŠ้ก”ใŒ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ็”ทๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใซๆณฅใ‚’ใถใ‚“ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๅฅณ็”Ÿๅพ’ใ‚’็‹™ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ็ดณๅฃซใชใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใใฃใกใฏใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ้ ๆ…ฎใชใๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใฎๆ–นใ€…ใซใƒใ‚ฑใƒ„ใ‚’้…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ‚„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅƒ•ใ€ๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸๆง˜ๅญใงๅพŒใšใ•ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใˆ? ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใงใ™ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏไธๅ‚ๅŠ ใงใ™ใฎ? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅกžใใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€่–„ๆƒ…ใงใ™ใ‚! ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅ‹ๅฅฝใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใซ!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๆทฑใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œ......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใ€ๅ‰ฃ่ก“้ƒจใฎใ‚จใƒผใ‚นใŒใใ‚“ใชไฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ!? ใใ†ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ•ใพใ!!ใ€ ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€็›ฎๆ•ฃใซ้€ƒใ’ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ็Š็‘š่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๅผพใพใ›ใฆใ€ใจใณใฃใใ‚Šใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใŠ็Ž‰ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใฎๅŽจๆˆฟใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆใใพใ—ใŸ! ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ไฝฟใˆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡!! ใ•ใ™ใŒใ‚ˆใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใธใธใ€‚ใŠ่ค’ใ‚ใ„ใŸใ ใใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎไปŠใพใงใงไธ€็•ชใฎ่ณ›่พžใซใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใฏใซใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใƒŽใƒชใฎๆ‚ชใ„ๆ–นใชใ‚“ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆœ€ไธญใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚กใƒผใƒใƒใƒใƒใƒใƒƒ!!ใ€ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ้ญ”็Ž‹ใงใ™ใ‹ใจๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใƒใ‚ฑใƒ„ใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใฎ็”ทๅญใซใฒใฃใใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ้€ƒใ’ๆƒ‘ใ†ไปคๅฌขๆ–นใ€‚่‡ชๆฃ„ใซใชใฃใฆๆณฅใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’่ฟ”ใ™ไปคๆฏใŸใกใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใงๆฅฝใ—ใๆณฅใพใฟใ‚Œใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ใจใŠ็Ž‰ใซๆณฅใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ถณๅ…ƒใฎๆณฅใซๆป‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚นใƒ†ใƒณใจๅฐปใ‚‚ใกใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง!?ใ€ ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆณฅใพใฟใ‚Œใฎๆ‰‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€Ž้‡‘็Ž‹ๅญใ€ๅฝขใชใ—ใฎใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅงฟใ€‚ ใใฎๅญไพ›ใฟใŸใ„ใซๆณฅใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎใ”ๆง˜ๅญใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏ! ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ๆณฅใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ๆ˜”ใซๆˆปใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€ ๆ˜”......ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฏๅฉš็ด„่€…ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅนผ้ฆดๆŸ“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ไปฃใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝผใฎๅคงใใชๆ‰‹ใซๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ๅ†ใณ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใŠ็Ž‰ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใ‚‹ใ€‚
"W, what are you doing...!?" "Pardon me, but wasn't it Lala who've taught me of this beauty method?" I approached Lala and wrapped my arm around hers. "--Close your mouth?" I put my hands in the cart once again and pressed the mud onto her face. Actually, I wanted to just dunk her head into the mud. However, at the same time, I wanted to appear dignified. As such, I had no choice but to be patient. Lala, along with the classmates around her, screamed. "Rejuvenating, isn't it? Enjoy it to your heart content." "Are you stupid--!? Do you think you can just...!" Once again, I pressed more mud against Lala's indignant face. My smile didn't break. "What are you talking about? Even His Highness Sazanjill was pleased." "What?! Do you have holes for eyes?! Where and how does His Highness appear to be happy--" "--Then, would His Highness like to behead me, as well?" I turned towards His Highness Sazanjill, who was watching the situation in a daze. He still hadn't wiped the mud off his face. Instead, "Hohe!?" He opted to let out such a foolish cry. When I asked with a smile, the future king of the Kingdom of Lapisenta gulped and nodded. "Ah--yes! Pardon me, I was bedazzled due to my misunderstanding! For you to throw mud at one another, it seems that you have a particularly strong bond with your classmates of the Un class..." "Yes, it's true! We are good friends, aren't we, Lala!?" I was given his consent. I hoped she'd reflectupon her profane acts. I also hoped that she'd be content with the mud. As I was chasing her-- "--By the way, I talked to my mother and father about this beauty method recommended by Lala. Incidentally, she said she was going to attend a tea party at a particular salon. I'm sure my mother will bring it up as one of their topics of discussion." Unfortunately, I knew that'd be a useless thing to ask from Lala. "I, I'm honored that Lelouche liked it so much, I'd love to hear your feedback..." When she awkwardly admitted her defeat, His Highness rolled up his sleeves as well. "I have to thank Lelouche for taking care of me on a daily basis, too. Therefore, I'd like to participate." Everyone froze on the spot. For me, it didn't matter if His Highness wanted to join in the fun. There was no reason to refuse. Anyway, his face was already black. He had also already begun throwing mud at the boys. Then, I'd assume responsibility for that. "Your Highness Zafield, please distribute the contents of the cart to people over there?" "Eh? No, I don't want to get dirty." His Highness Zafield backed off awkwardly. Eh? Despite His Highness Sazanjill's excitement, his younger brother won't be participating? I purposefully gasped. "What do you mean!? Even after I went to such lengths to deepen the friendship of the class, too!?" "...Deepen, you say--" Is it okay for the ace of the swordsmanship club to be so lackluster?! It was when I tried to complain. "Lady Lelouche!" The one who ran up to me was Lumiere, whom I thought had fled at first glance. Her coral hair fluttered as she showed me some ladles with a brilliant smile. "I borrowed them from the cafe's kitchen! Can we use them?!" "As expected of Lumiere!" "Ehehe, thank you for your compliment." That was the best compliment I had ever bestowed upon Lumiere. I didn't know who had bad taste anymore. Meanwhile, His Highness Sazanjill flung a bucket of mud at the boys, laughing as if he wanted to show them who the reborn Demon King was. The ladies desperately ran away. There were also some who tried to retaliate by throwing mud back. It was when everyone was happily throwing mud. It seemed that I had slipped on some mud at my feet. I fell on my butt. "Lelouche, are you alright?!" A muddy hand was extended towards me. Looking up, I could see His Highness Sazanjill. His appearance was no longer that of the 'Gold Prince.' I laughed aloud at his muddy appearance. "Ahaha! Your Highness is covered in mud!" "It's fun, it's as if I've returned to the past!" A long time ago... That was right. We were both betrothed and childhood friends. There may had been such a time... I was pulled up by his large palm. Then, with a smile, I started filling the ladle with mud again.
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โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ28ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏๅพฉ็ฟ’ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๆ™ฉ้คไผšใฎไธปๅ‚ฌใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜~ใ€‚่บซๆ”ฏๅบฆไธญใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œๆ™ฉ้คไผšไธญใซใŠๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ้ก่ถŠใ—ใงใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใจใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒซใ‚ฐใƒชใƒผใƒณใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ€่ฆณๅฟตใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒกใƒซไผฏ็ˆตๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆฌก็”ทใƒ›ใƒซใ‚นๆง˜ใฎใŠ่ช•็”Ÿๆ—ฅไผšใจใ„ใ†ๅ็›ฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒ›ใƒซใ‚นๆง˜ใฎๅฉš็ด„่€…ใŒๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ใใฎใŠ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใฎใŒไธป็›ฎ็š„ใ ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒซใ‚นๆง˜ใฏใŠใ„ใใค?ใ€ ใ€Œๅไธ‰ๆญณใ€‚็งใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚ŠไบŒใคไธ‹ใง......ๆฅๅนดใฎ็คพไบค็•Œใƒ‡ใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผๅ‰ใซๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใ‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œๅฎœใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆฏ”่ผƒ็š„ๅนดใฎ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚ใชใŸใซใ‚‚ใƒกใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“็ตŒ็”ฑใงๅฃฐใŒๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใญใ€‚......่กจๅ‘ใใฏใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜~ใ€‚็งใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใ‚ƒๆ€–ใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ!?ใ€ ใพใใ€่กจๅ‘ใๆญฃๅผใชๅฉš็ด„่€…ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚‚ๆ€ฅ้ฝๅฑŠใ„ใŸๆ‹›ๅพ…็Šถใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใ‚’ๆ–ญใฃใŸใ“ใจใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฟ…็„ถใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใŒ้–ขไธŽใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใพใพใ€ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎ็Š็‘š่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๅฎน่ตฆใชใๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒปใŸใƒปใใƒปใ—ใ€‚ใจใƒปใฆใƒปใ‚‚ใƒปๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใƒปใงใƒปใ™ใƒปใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฏใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใ‚ทใ€ใƒˆใƒ†ใƒขใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ฝใƒญใ‚ทใ‚คใ€ใงใ™ใ€ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใงใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใŒๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€่‘‰ใŒไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใชใŸใฎๅ…ˆ่กŒใใŒใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ? ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹? ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไปŠใพใงใฎ้›†ๅคงๆˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใจๅ‰ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ใใ‚“ใชใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใˆ!? ใงใ‚‚......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใฏ็งใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใง......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใชใใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใใ€ใจใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏใ™ใใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใใกใ‚“ใจๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใฏๆ–ญใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งๆง˜ใŒใ‚ขใƒ†ใƒณใƒ‰ๅฝนใ‚’็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใใฎใพใพไผใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉ......ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไผฏ็ˆตๅฎถๆฌก็”ทใฎใŠ่ช•็”Ÿๆ—ฅไผšใซใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ๆฆ‚ใญใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใฎใ“ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏไธๆ•ตใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚ใจไบŒๅๅ…ซๆ—ฅใงๆญปใฌๅ‘ฝใงใ™ใ—ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎใ„ใคใ‚‚ใตใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ซชใ‚’ใใคใ็บใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใใ€่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ”ไปคๅฌขๆ–นใ‚’ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ‡ฒใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚ใซๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใ€ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๆง˜ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ ไป•ๆ–นใชใ—ใซใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซ่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใช็ทŠๅผตใชใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ใชใŸใฏ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!?ใ€ ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚็ทŠๅผตใ‚’่‡ชไฟกใซๅค‰ใˆใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ๆœชใ ใซๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ†ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใŠใ„ใฆใŠใ„ใฆ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ˜Ÿๅคœใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใชใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ๅคœใ€‚ๅค–ใŒๅ†ทใˆใ‚‹ใ›ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผใ‚Œๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ…‰ใŒใ„ใฃใใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’่ฏใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ๅไธ‰ๆญณๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅฉš็ด„่€…ๆŽขใ—ใจใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่ŠฑใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅ…ฅๅ ดใ—ใฆใ„ใไปคๅฌขๆ–นใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎ่ฏใ€…ใ—ใ•ใ‚‚็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€็ถบ็พ…ใณใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅคœใ‚’ๆผ”ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ โ€•โ€•ใพใใใ‚“ใช้ก˜ๆœ›ใฏใ•ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใฎไบบๆณขใฎไธญใ‚’้ป’ใ„็‡•ๅฐพๆœใงๆญฉใใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใตใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅ…จ่บซใ‚ณใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒใƒผใƒˆใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฎใ›ใ„? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚็”ท่ฃ…ๅพ“่€…ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใ›ใ„? ๅ…ฅๅ ด็ฎก็†ใ™ใ‚‹ๅŸทไบ‹ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ไบŒๆžšใฎๆ‹›ๅพ…็Šถใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฏ”ในใฆๆˆธๆƒ‘ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง=ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅๆง˜ใ€ใงๅฎœใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€‚้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ้ป’้ซชใซ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒไธ€ๆ‹ฌใ‚Šใ—ใŸ้ป’้ซชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ•้กŒใชใๅ…ฅๅ ดใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Ž็•ฐๅ›ฝใฎ็พŽๅงซใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใ„ใ ้ป’้ซชใ‚‚ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚้ก”ใƒ‘ใ‚นใชใ‚‰ใšใ€้ซชใƒ‘ใ‚นใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ไผšๅ ดใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใ‚’ไธ€่บซใซๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๆณจ็›ฎใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏไน…ใ€…ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ๆฐ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใ€็คพไบค็•Œใƒ‡ใƒ“ใƒฅใƒผใฏๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ—ใ€ใ—ใŒใชใ„็”ท็ˆตๅฎถใจไผ็ตฑใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใ‚’ไธ€็ท’ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใƒผใฃใ€ ใ€Œๅญฆๆ กใงใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆณจ็›ฎใฎ็š„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ นๆ€งใชใ—ใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ้šฃใซๅŽใพใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹โ€•โ€•ๆœชใ ่ฌŽใซๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่…ฐใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ—ใฆใ€ไผšๅ ดใ‚’้€ฒใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใงๆญขใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใ€‚้กŽใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใฎ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ฆฌใฎๅฐปๅฐพใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๆณจ็›ฎใฎๅ ดใงใ€็•ฐ่ณชใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใซๆฐ—ๅฎ‰ใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹้’ๅนดใ€‚ๅฝผใฏ่ชฐใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆŸใญใŸ้ซชใ‚’ใคใ„ใฃใจๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅผพใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ซ˜่ฒดใซ่ผใ้Š€้ซชใฎไธ‹ใซใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใฎ็žณใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ•ใ›ใฆใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใง็€้ฃพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใƒใƒฃใƒฉใคใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ‚’้š ใ›ใฆใชใ„็ฌฌไบŒ็Ž‹ๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ“ใจใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใŒๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’็ทฉใพใ›ใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ‚นใƒณใจๆพ„ใพใ—ใŸใพใพใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚’่‚˜ใงๅฐ็ชใ‘ใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠๅฃฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใ„ใŸใ ใๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ๅŒๅญฆๅนดใฎใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จ=ใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ‚ใ......ไธๅฏงใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๅฎตใฏไธ€ๆฎตใจ็ถบ้บ—ใ ใญใ€‚ๅคงไบบใฃใฝใใฆใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ่ค’ใ‚่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒๅฅณๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅผŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ ๅฝนใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎๆ–นใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฃใฆใฎใปใ‹ใ€‚ใŠใจใชใ—ใไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใซใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้šฃใฎๅฏๆ†ใชๅพ“่€…ใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช? ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใƒผใจ......ไปŠๆ—ฅใ€็งใฎใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใใฎ......ใ€ ใใ†ใญใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒชใƒ–ใฏใพใ ๆ—ฉใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ€่ƒธใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆไธ€็คผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๆ—ฅใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๆง˜ใฎไธ–่ฉฑๅฝนใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง=ใ‚จใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใงใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใฆใซๆฏŽๆ—ฅใฎๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅ›ใซๆงใ’ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŠใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€็ฌ‘ใ„่ปขใ’ใŸใ„ๆง˜ๅญใŒไธ€็›ฎ็žญ็„ถใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ใพใใ€ไปŠๅฎตใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹ใ“ใ็ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใญ? ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅพŒใปใฉ้ก”ใ ใ‘่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใฎใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…„ไธŠใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซไผฏ็ˆตๅฎถๆฌก็”ทใฎ่ช•็”Ÿๆ—ฅใพใงใฏใฃใฆใ“ใจใง......ใ€ ใ€ŒๅผŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅฟ™ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ใใ†่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใฏใ„ใฃใใ†ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒ–ใƒซใจ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจใฏ้ข่ญ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฎใญใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ„ใฃใใ†ๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆใพใ™ใ—ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆณจ็›ฎใฎไธญใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธปๅ‚ฌ่€…ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎไธปๅฝนใฎ็ดนไป‹ใ€‚้ †ๅฝ“ใซใ‚ปใƒฌใƒขใƒ‹ใƒผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•ใ•ใใ€ๆญ“่ซ‡ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ€‚ไธปๅฝนใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใจใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŸใกใฏใŠ็ฅใ„ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใซๅ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œ......ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚Š่พผใฟใซๆฅใŸใฎ?ใ€ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใจ้›ขใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซ็Ž‡็›ดใซ่žใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅนใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ด…ใฎๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅทฑใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใซใ€ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ่‚ฒใฆใŸไปคๅฌขใ‚’ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฎ‰ๅฃฒใ‚Šใ—ใชใใฆใ‚ˆ?ใ€
--28 days remaining. "Alright, let's review--who will be hosting of tonight's dinner?" "Lady Lelouche, studying while getting dressed is just--" "--Then, shall we resume our study during the dinner party?" My smile was reflected upon the mirror. I could see Lumiere through the same mirror. She was wearing a pastel green dress and her shoulders were drooping. "It's Count Remel. This event is for celebrating the birthday of his second son, Horus. However, as Horus' fiancee has yet to be decided, the purpose of this party seems to be for finding him a suitor." "How old is Horus?" "He's 13-years-old, two years younger than us... I wonder if he wants to select a fiancee before his social debut next year." "That's correct. That's why we, who are relatively close in age to him, were also invited... ostensibly." "Lady Lelouche!? Y, you're scaring me!?" Well, an invitation had also been given to me even though I was officially engaged. It was inevitable to think that I shouldn't refuse the invitation. On the other hand, there was no particular reason why Lumiere shouldn't be invited. With a smile on my face, I mercilessly tugged Lumiere's coral-colored hair which she had styled herself. "I-am-truly-scary." "I, I am, really, afraid of you!" Lumiere, why are you staring at me? "What? Didn't you say that you wished to see the culmination of my tutoring today? Are you having second thoughts about it?" "N, no!? But, Lady Lelouche has only been helping me prepare... don't you need to prepare as well?" "Indeed. I'll be ready soon. More importantly, His Highness isn't going to escort you, correct?" "Well, yes. I just told him that Lady Lelouche would prepare an attendant for me... Was that alright?" Apparently, His Highness Sazanjill was also going to present at the birthday party of the count's second son. I was mostly worried about Lumiere, though. I laughed fearlessly. "Don't worry, I have nothing to fear." I was destined to die in 28 days. I tidied Lumiere's always fluffy hair. It was time to discipline the pretty lady, someone who was also in good shape. "Alright, Lumiere, give me your hand." I had no choice but to assist to Lumiere who was barely able to get off the carriage. "Don't be so nervous. You're more beautiful than anyone today." "W, what!?" What a strange reaction. I was only trying to transform her tension into self-confidence. Aside from Lumiere, who was confused, I started looking around. The beautiful, starry, night was suitable for the party. The light escaping from of the mansion emphasized its gorgeousness, partly because the night air was cold. As the objective was to find a fiancee candidate for a 13-year-old boy, there were many pretty flowers. When coupled with the splendor of the dresses of the ladies who were entering one after another, a gorgeous night was created. --I casted that yearning aside. I entered the wave of people in black tailcoats. Naturally, I did so while pulling the hand of Lumiere who was dressed in a fluffy dress. For some reason, everyone's attention was transfixed on us. Was it because of Lumiere? Or was it because I had transformed into a butler? The deacons who managed the entrance were also confused as they compared the two invitations. "Are you truly Lady Lelouche Elcage?" "Yes, there's no mistake. Don't you remember this black hair?" "M, my sincerest apology..." The moment I displayed my black hair, I was admitted without any trouble. The black hair inherited from the foreign beauty turned out to be useful. It wasn't a face pass, but a hair pass. When I entered the venue, a commotion ensued. It had been a while since I had been noticed. I wasn't displeased by it, though. "Is she making her social debut?" "The humble baron and the traditional duke are walking together?!" "They've always been the center of the attention at the academy?" While the answer was still a mystery, I forcefully pushed her hips forward. We couldn't remain in the entrance forever. "Hold up your back. Lift your chin." "Why, if that isn't a very familiar ponytail?" As the attention of our surroundings were glued to us, a young man casually beckoned to us. Without anyone's permission, he ran his fingers through my hair. His blue, sapphire, eyes sparkled underneath his noble, gleaming, silver hair. His Highness the Second Prince, whose shock couldn't be concealed even by his dignified attire, smiled as he approached us. I poked Lumiere with my elbow, and she hurriedly lifted the hem of her dress. "I'm honored to meet from you, Your Highness Zafield. I'm Lumiere Alban, a student of the same grade as you." "Y, yes, thank you for the polite greeting. You're even more beautiful tonight. I'm surprised to see you dressed as an adult." The second prince, who was accustomed to dealing with woman, reflexively offered a praise. --That day, I was but a humble attendant. Therefore, I would refrain from talking to the royal family. Then, towards Lumiere, who raised her face, Zafield whispered. "Won't you introduce me to the pretty servant beside you? She looks very familiar." "Uh, she's, she's going to be escorting me today, so..." That was true. That sort of ad lib was still too early for her. I raised my face, put my hand on my chest, and bowed. "I'm Lelouche Elcage, and as for today, I shall be attending Lumiere." "Yes, I know that already for I've been dedicating my daily lunch breaks to you.' Although His Highness Zafield was concealing his mouth with his hand, it was obvious that he was laughing. Well, for that night, I would forgive him. "It's rare to see you here, Your Highness. It was said that only His Highness Sazanjill would be making an appearance later." "My older brother is still busy. His schedule is keeping him busy all the way through the birthday of the count's second son..." "What about you?" His Highness Zafield showed his usual bitter smile. However, Lumiere only trembled even more. Well, she had never met His Highness Zafield before. Also, thanks to His Highness Zafield, we received even more attention. With such lavish attention, the party started. The organizer gave his greetings and the day's protagonist was introduced. Once that opening was over, it was time to mingle. I had to greet the protagonist. "Then, Your Highness, we must give our congratulatory greetings." "...Did you come to promote Lady Lumiere today?" When I was about to leave, His Highness frankly asked that. It honestly blew me away. I placed my index finger against my mouth which wasn't adorned with crimson lipstick. "Why would I sell the lady I raised at such a bargain?"
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ใ€Œ่žใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ๅ…„ไธŠใฎใ“ใจๆŒฏใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ๅญฆๆ กไธญใฎๅ™‚ใซใชใฃใฆใพใ™ใฎ? ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใ ใ‘ใงใŠๅฐ‹ใญใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆไธๆฉŸๅซŒๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใซๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ–นใซๅคฑ็คผใฏๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใงใ™ใŒใ€ๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๆ€ ใใ€ๅพฎ็†ฑใ‚‚็ถšใไธญ......ใ‚ใชใŸๆง˜ใจๅฏพ้ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅŠ›ใŒๆนงใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Ž้Š€็Ž‹ๅญใ€ใ“ใจใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๆƒœใ—ใ’ใชใใŠๅพ—ๆ„ใฎๅฅณๅ—ใ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏๅƒ•ใซๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใพใฃใŸใ......ไฝ•ใŒใฒใฉใ„ใชใƒผใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใงใ™ใญใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซ่ฉฑใŒๆ‹—ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ›ใ„ใชใฎใ‚ˆ? ใ‚ใชใŸใŒ่ฃใงใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅผ•ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ไปŠใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ‡ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•?ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒๅผ„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€็™ฝใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘ใŸๅฐใ•ใชใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใ ใ€‚ใŸใ ใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใจ็งฐใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ่–„ใฃใบใ‚‰ใใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกๆ“ฆใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใƒขใƒใƒผใƒ•ใฏใ†ใ•ใŽ......ใฎใฏใšใ€‚ใจใฆใ‚‚ไธ็ดฐๅทฅใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒซใƒˆ็”Ÿๅœฐใ‚‚ๅคšๅˆ†ๅ…ƒใฏๆกƒ่‰ฒใ ใฃใŸๆฐ—้…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็ธฆใซไผธใณใŸ่€ณใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆ้•ทใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ๅนผใ„ๅญใฉใ‚‚ใŒไฝœใฃใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๆ‹™ใ„ใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใซใฏใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ณธใง็ธซใ„็›ดใ—ใŸๅพŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸไธๅ™จ็”จใง......ใพใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚่ฃ็ธซใฏใฒใจใฎใ“ใจ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–็ทด็ฟ’ใฏ้‡ใญใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏไบบไธฆใฟไปฅไธ‹ใซใ—ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซ้‡ใ‚’ๅˆบใ—ใพใใฃใŸๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใซๆตธใ‚Šใคใคใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚่‰ฏใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใฆ่ฒฐใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ๅ…„ไธŠใซใใ‚“ใช่ถฃๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใ€‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅ…ฌใซใ—ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ•ใ’ใชใ”่ถฃๅ‘ณใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ๅๅ…ซใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ๆฌกๆœŸๅ›ฝ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใŒๅฐๆฑšใ„ใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใ‚’ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„ๅ™‚ใซใฏใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใใฃใจๅคงไบ‹ใชใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ€ใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใ„ใŸใ ใ“ใ†ใจๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ๅฐใ•ใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปŠใฏๅ‹˜ๅผใ ใชใ€‚ๅ…„ไธŠใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใงใ™ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใŒใ€ๅ…„ๅผŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅŒใ˜็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅญฆๆ กใ‚‚็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆฌ่ปŠใงๅŠๅˆป็จ‹ๅบฆใชใฎใงใ€ๅฏฎใงใฏใชใ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใ‹ใ‚‰้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒ......ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’้€ธใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ๅ…„ไธŠใจๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ„?ใ€ ๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใฎๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ€‚ใใฎ็‰ฉ้จ’ใช่จ€่‘‰ใฎ็ฟŒๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŠ้ก”ใซๆ€ชๆˆ‘ใฏใชใใ€่บซไฝ“ใฎใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚ๆ”ฏ้šœใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ‹ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€็„ก่ซ–ๅƒ•ใฎๅฎŒๅ‹ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ…„ไธŠใŒๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๅๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็™บใงๆฒˆใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ‰ฃ่ก“้ƒจใฎใ‚จใƒผใ‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹่‡ช่ฆšใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆ–นใŒๅฎœใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฎๅธซๅŒ ใซใฏๅฅฝใๅฅฝใ‚“ใงใชใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใƒผใ€ ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใจใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ่‚ฉใ‚’็ซฆใ‚ใŸๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ€ใ”่‡ช่บซใฎ็ต„ใ‚“ใ ่ถณใซ้ ฌๆ–ใคใ„ใฆใ€‚้•ทใ„่ฅŸ่ถณใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใงๅผ„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฃใจใ“ใฎๅพกๅงฟใ ใ‘ใง้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๅฅณ็”Ÿๅพ’ใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใฃใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใฎ็†็”ฑใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡? ๅ›ใŒ่žใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฎใ‹ใชใ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ŒถๅŒ–ใ•ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใ€ ใพใใ€่ŒถๅŒ–ใ™ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…„ไธŠใŒใ€Žไฟบใฎใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ!?ใ€ใฆใ„ใใชใ‚Š็ชๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใจใฃใ•ใซใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚ใใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€‚ๅฉš็ด„็ ดๆฃ„ใ†ใ‚“ใฌใ‚“ใฏใ€ใพใ ๅƒ•ใ—ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅ…„ไธŠใ‚‚้ฆฌ้นฟใ ใ‚ˆใญใƒผใ€ใจใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใง่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใ‚„ใพใปใฉ็ฉใพใ‚ŒใŸใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚ผใƒณใƒˆใŸใกใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๅ…จใฆไปŠๆœๅฑŠใ„ใŸ็‰ฉใ€‚ไพๅฅณใŸใกใซไธญ่บซใฎๆคœๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸๆ‰€ใ€ๅฏๅ…ทใ‚„ๅฏ้–“็€ใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใ็ญ‰่บซๅคงใฎใใพใฎใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใ‚„ๆœฌใชใฉ......ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ฃŸๆใ‚„ๆžœ็‰ฉใฎ้กžใฏใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใƒณใซๅ›žใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹่ดˆใ‚Š็‰ฉใŸใกใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚่‚ฉใ‚’็ซฆใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‘ฌๅ„€ใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจ่ณช็ด ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€้ ผใ‚“ใงใŠใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ? ไฝ•ใใฎๅ†—่ซ‡ใ€‚็ธ่ตทใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆ€’ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‹ใช่ฆ–็ทšใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš็ฌ‘ใฃใฆ่ชค้ญ”ๅŒ–ใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅ˜†ๆฏใ—ใฆ......ใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใฎๅฎš็•ชใงใ‚ใ‚‹่ŠฑๆŸใ‚’ๆ”พใŠใฃใŸใ€‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ชใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใฎ่–”่–‡ใ€‚ ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚„ใ‚Šใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใช่ดˆใ‚Š็‰ฉใฎๅพŒใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€่ฆ‹ๅŠฃใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใŠ่Šฑใฏไธ€่ผชใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใ€ๅ…„ไธŠใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ‰€ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใคใถใ‚„ใ่จ€่‘‰ใฎใ€ไฝ•ๅ‰ฒใŒๆœฌๆฐ—ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ—ใ‹ใซโ€œ็ด ็›ดโ€ใ‚„โ€œใ„ใ„ไบบโ€ใฏ็พŽๅพณใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใค่€…ใจใ—ใฆใฏใฉใ†ใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใšใ‚‹่ณขใ„ๅƒ•ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใใ†่€ƒใˆใŸใ“ใจใŒไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ๅฝผใซใจใฃใฆใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใธใฎๆ‰‹ๅ›žใ—ใฏๅฎŸ้จ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„ๅ‘ณๅˆใ„ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไป–ๆ‰€ใฎๅฅณใซใ†ใคใคใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใ ใ—ใŸๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใฎใƒ’ใƒญใ‚คใƒณใซไป•็ซ‹ใฆไธŠใ’ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ€‚ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ‚’ๆ‚ชๅฅณใซไป•็ซ‹ใฆใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅฉš็ด„่€…ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’ใ€ๅฝผใŒใฉใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จๅฌขใธใฎๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใฏใŠ็ถšใ‘ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ›ใซใƒใƒฌใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ๅ›ใŒๅƒ•ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ›ฝ็Ž‹ใซ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆฝฐใ—ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใŒ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ„้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่‚ฉใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸ้Š€ใฎ่ฅŸ่ถณใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๆค…ๅญใ‚’็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใ€‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใง่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๆฐ—้ฃใ„ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆฅ้€ฑใ‹ใ‚‰็™ปๆ กใ™ใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใพใŸใ”ๆ•™ๆŽˆใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใพใ ่จ“็ทด็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎ!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“......ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ฒใซๅ›ณๅคชใ„็ฅž็ตŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ใ€Œใปใฃใจใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใญใ€ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ€‚ๆ‰‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ‡ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฎๅฅฝใใชใฒใจใฃใฆใ€่ชฐ?ใ€ ใกใ‚‰ใ‚ŠใจๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใŸ็‘ ็’ƒ่‰ฒใฎ็žณใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใฏๅ†ใณๅ˜†ๆฏใ—ใฆใ€ŒใŠๅคงไบ‹ใซใ€ใจ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‰‰ใŒ้–‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ้ ‚ใ„ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่ŠฑๆŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใฎ่–”่–‡โ€•โ€•่Šฑ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใ€Ž็ต†ใ€ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใฎ็ธใŒ้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใจใฎใ“ใจ? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ—ใŸๅ…„ๆฎฟไธ‹ใธ่ดˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ๆœฌ้Ÿณ? ๅ˜็ด”ใซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่Šฑ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใงๅนธใ›ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ๆœชๆฅใซๆ€ใ„ใ‚’้ฆณใ›ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใใŸใณใ‚ŒใŸใฌใ„ใใ‚‹ใฟใจ็พŽใ—ใ„่ŠฑๆŸใ‚’ใ‚ตใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซ็ฝฎใใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆจชใŸใˆใ€็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ€ๅ››ๅˆ†ใฎไธ€ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚
"I heard--did you turn down my brother?" Did the rumors already spread throughout the academy? Instead of answering, I only glared at the person. I was in a bad mood. It was nice of the person to visit me-- His Highness Zafield--also known as the 'Silver Prince', showed off his womanizing smile once again that day. "Could it be... you've fallen for me?" Had you not manipulated Ms. Lumiere from behind the scenes, would everything have even turned out like this? "Hey, what's that?" As I sighed, His Highness Zafield turned to gaze at me. What I was playing with was a small, white, stuffed animal. Well, calling it a stuffed animal was a stretch. It was truly worn out. While it should had been a rabbit, the face was beyond ugly. The felt fabric was probably pink in color. Not to mention, its vertically elongated ears were barely long. The strange stuffed animal that a child would've made had been re-sewn with a new thread. Although, the sewing was clumsy--well, I'm not in a position to say anything about that. Of course, I practiced a lot, but my skill was less than average. While immersing myself in the memories of sticking thread into a needle, I proceeded to answer His Highness Zafield's question. "His Highness Sazanjill forgot to take this home yesterday. Would you please return it to him?" "I never knew my brother has such a hobby." "Fufu, as it's a great hobby, it's no wonder he doesn't make it public." For the future king who'd soon turn 18-years-old to still be carrying a dirty stuffed animal... it would bring rise to a bunch of nasty rumors. Even so, for him to carry it around everywhere... I was certain it was important to him. "I'm sorry, but I'll have to reject that. I don't want to talk to my brother." "Oh my, what's the reason?" It should go without saying that the two lived together in the royal castle. The academy was about half an hour away from the royal castle, so the two would usually head straight to the royal castle instead of the dormitory. "Yesterday, we had a fight." "...What?" It was probably a quarrel. As it was the day after they fought, there was no injury to be found on His Highness Zafield. Perhaps because I was tilting my head, His Highness Zafield continued. "Oh, of course, it was my complete victory. My brother did hit me, but the moment I retaliated, he was defeated in one shot. I still feel guilty about that." "...As the ace of the swordsmanship club, don't you lack awareness, teacher?" "I don't know what to think about being Lelouche's teacher." His Highness, who deliberately shrugged, cupped his cheek as he crossed his legs. He stroked his slender neck with his fingertips. I was sure that there'd be many female students who'd swoon just by looking at that figure. "So, what was the reason behind the fight?" "Eh? You're curious about that?" "Do not tease me." Although, he had already done so. "...My brother suddenly rushed me, saying 'What did you do to my Lelouche?!' So, I fought back. Rest assured, as of the present, I'm the only one who knows about your annulment." His Highness Zafield smiled bitterly while lamenting about how foolish his brother was. I replied, "You aren't wrong." The two of us paid no heed to the presents piled up within the room. They all arrived that morning. When the maids inspected the contents, we discovered it consisted of bedding, nightwear, life-sized teddy bears, and also books... I had ordered for the fruits and other ingredients to be sent to the kitchen. Even so, there was nothing I could do about the gifts that filled the room. "Then, at my funeral, can you be more spartan than this?" "Huh? If it's a joke, then it's in bad taste. Let's not incite any kind of misfortune, so don't talk like that?" "Don't get mad." The response was colder than I expected, so I laughed. His Highness sighed at me and presented a classic sympathy bouquet. An orange rose that impressed anyone who saw it. His Highness Zafield then said, "After receiving such gifts, I think this one inferior." "That's not the case. Even though there are so many gifts, none of them are flowers." "Well, my brother is that kind of person after all..." His Highness Zafield spoke in fake astonishment that might as well be serious. "Honesty and kindness are indeed virtues. However, for those who stand on top, are they truly necessary?" "Oh, my. Hence you think you're more suitable to become king--because you're sly and wise." "...I've indeed thought about that many times, so I tried to turn my hand a little." Probably, to him, bullying Lumiere was part of an experiment. I stared at His Highness Zafield, the man who had planned to ensnare another's fiancee. After successfully making her into a tragic heroine, what was he going do next? Would His Highness cut her off and subsequently turn her into the villain? --Or, protect her? I wasn't familiar with his thought pattern. "Are you still harassing Ms. Lumiere?" "Nope. You caught me, after all. It doesn't make much sense to continue anymore. Of course, if you think I'm more suitable to become king, I'll do my best to crush her." I snorted, and His Highness Zafield proceeded to stand up while tidying up his outfit. "I'm glad that you're feeling better than I expected." "Thank you for your concern. I'm planning on retunring to the academy next week, so please teach me again." "You're still going to train!?" "Of course." "...Truly, despite her appearance, Lelouche is fearless." "Just leave me be." While waving his hand, he went towards the door. Nevertheless, he didn't open the door. "Hey, Lelouche." "What is it?" "Who do you like the most, Lelouche?" I just smiled while gazing at his lapis lazuli eyes. Then, he sighed once again, before going out of the room while saying, "Take care." The door was closed, and I looked at the bouquet I had just received. Orange roses--in the language of flowers, they meant 'bond.' So... he was saying that he wanted our bond to not change? Or, did he mean to give it to his brother with whom he had quarreled with? There was also a possibility that His Highness simply didn't know the language of flowers. "If I indeed had loved you, that might've been a happy future." While thinking about such an impossible future, I put the worn-out stuffed animal and the beautiful bouquet on the side table. Then, I laid down and closed my eyes. The time I had left was about to be cut down to a quarter.
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โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใจ89ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚ง!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใŠๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใฎ้˜ใŒ้ณดใฃใŸ็›ดๅพŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅญฆๅนด้•ใ„ใฎๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๆ•™ๅฎคใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใชใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎไบบ็”ŸใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๆŽˆๆฅญใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒœใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒœใ‚‹ใ ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฟƒ่บใ‚‹ๅ˜่ชžใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ฌ็ˆตๅฎถใฎๅใซๆณฅใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ๆœชๆˆๅนดใฎ่ฒดๆ—ใŒๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ—็พฉๅ‹™ใ€‚ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็พฉๅ‹™ใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใใกใ‚“ใจใ“ใชใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไผ‘ใฟๆ™‚้–“ใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚ˆใญ? ใชใ‚“ใŸใฃใฆไผ‘ใฟๆ™‚้–“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ถใƒณใ‚ธใƒผใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ใจ็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใ€ ใชใฎใง่ฆไปถใฏๆ‰‹็ŸญใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ๅฑคใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซๅ”พใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใž! ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ‚’ๆณฃใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใฃ! ไผ‘ใฟใฎๆ—ฅใพใงๆŠผใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใช!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰......ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚ขใƒซใƒใƒณ็”ท็ˆตใฎ่จฑๅฏใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฏ็”ท็ˆตใฎๅ‰ใงไธ€็ท’ใซใŠๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๅฐใจๅค•้ฃฏใพใงใ”็›ธไผดใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใจ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎ้–พๅ€คใฏไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใชใ‚“ใ !? ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใจใฆใ‚‚......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใŠๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใฎใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ใจๅผท่ชฟใชใ•ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚ๅผท่ชฟใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅˆ‡็พฝ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ”ๆง˜ๅญใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใƒฌใƒŸใƒผใ‚จใฏๆฏŽๆ—ฅๆณฃใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใจใฆใ‚‚ๆถ™่…บใŒๅผฑใ„ๆ–นใงใ™ใฎใญ? ใใ“ใ‚‚ๅ„šใ’ใง็ด ๆ•ตใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ใฃ!?ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏไธๆœใใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใใ“ใฏๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ—ใ€‚็š†ใŒๆ€ฏใˆใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ ......ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆƒณใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใญ......ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—่ƒธใŒ็—›ใ‚€ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚‚่ช‡ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ‚‚ไบˆๅฎšใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ่ปฝใไผš้‡ˆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๆญฉใใชใŒใ‚‰้ซชใ‚’ๆ‹ฌใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถ็ซฏใชใ„่กŒ็‚บใ ใŒใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ™‚้–“ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใง้ซชใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใŸใ“ใจใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ตใ‚“ใ ๆ นๆœฌใฏใใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็ตใฐใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒžใ‚ทโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ใใฟใ‚‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ !?๏ธŽใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใชใฉใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใฎใญ? ใ€Œไฝ•ใจไปฐใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ใŸใ ๅ‰ฃใฎ็จฝๅคใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ฃใฎ็จฝๅค!?ใ€ ้ฉšใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็„ก็†ใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚็”ทๅญใชใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€็™พๅนดๅ˜ไฝใงๅนณๅ’Œใชใƒฉใƒ”ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒณใ‚ฟ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใฎไปคๅฌขใซๅ‰ฃใฎๅ—œใฟใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฉใ€ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚็„ก่ซ–ใ€ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใฎใฏไนๆ—ฅๅ‰ใŒๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆกใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ......ใใฎๅฟ…่ฆๆ€งใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจๆ„ๅค–ใจๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ๅฎœใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‹ใŒใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใฏ......ใ€ ใˆใ‡ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถๅญ˜ใ˜ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€้‹ๅ‹•ใฏ่‹ฆๆ‰‹ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใญ? ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅธธใซๅ‹‰ๅญฆใซๅ‹คใ—ใฟใ€ๅญฆๅœ’ใงใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใฎๆˆ็ธพใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹โ€•โ€•ใใฎๅ‹คๅ‹‰ใชๆ‰€ใฏใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๅฐŠๆ•ฌใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใ‚ˆ? ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใ™ใŽใฆๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใฏ้คŠใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใฃใ€ ใ€Œใชใ€ไฝ•ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„!?ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’ๆใญใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’้š ใ—ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใจ่ฌใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†โ€•โ€•ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ๅซ‰ๅฆฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ„ใใ‚‰ๅฅณๆ€งๅ…็–ซใŒใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซ้ญ…ๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใชใฎใซใ€‚ๅฅณใฎๅซ‰ๅฆฌใŒ้†œใ„ใจใฏใ€ใพใ•ใซใ“ใฎใ“ใจใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ้†œๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆ™’ใ™ๅ‰ใซใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใใŠๆš‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๅญฆๅœ’ๅ†…ใงไผผใคใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใŸใใ—ใซใ€ใพใ ็›ฎใใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ‚ฒใ—ใใฆใ€ใใฎใŠ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ‹่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ๅญฆๅœ’ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰ใฎ็ซฏใ‚’ใŠๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ—ใฆ่จ“็ทดใซๅ‹คใ—ใ‚€ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใจใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€ๆœไธ€ๅค•ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒธใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบๅ“กใ‚’ๆ‰‹้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ›ๅฉš็ด„่€…ใฎ็Ž‹ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๅ‹ฟ่ซ–ใ€ๅญฆๅœ’้•ทใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใŠ็ˆถๆง˜ใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€Œๅฑใชใ„ใ€ใจๅๅฏพใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้‡‘ใซใƒขใƒŽใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใฆๅฐๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฏใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰ใง่จ“็ทดใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ทๅญๅญฆ็”ŸใŸใกใฎ่ฆ‹ๆง˜่ฆ‹็œŸไผผใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅ‰ฃ่ก“้ƒจใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ˜ใๅ…จๅ›ฝๅคงไผšใซๅ‡บๅ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใŒ......้‚ช้ญ”ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใงใ€ๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„โ€•โ€•ใจใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ‹ขใ„ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใŸๅ‰ฃใŒใ‚ซใ‚ญใƒณใจ้Ÿณใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ่ทณใญใŸๅฐๅ‰ฃใฏใใ‚‹ใใ‚‹ใจๅผงใ‚’ๆใใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅๅ‹•ใซ่€ใˆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆ‰‹้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ–็•ŒใซๅฝฑใŒๅ‡บๆฅใŸใ€‚ใใคใใคใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใƒผใ‚ทใ‚งใฏใ€ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใช็ญ‹ๅŠ›ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใฆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚็‰นใซๆกๅŠ›ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใจใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ถใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒซใƒ‰ๆฎฟไธ‹?ใ€
--89 days remaining. "What is the meaning of this, Lelouche--!?" It was just after the lunch bell rang. His Highness, who belonged to different grade, barged into my classroom. No matter how little of my days remained, I couldn't skip class. Although, the idea did excite me. Still, I couldn't shame the duke's family. Aristocratic minors are nationally obligated receive an education. The given obligation must be fulfilled until the end. Regardless, there were break times. "I'm sorry, Your Highness Sazanjill, I have something to do after this." So, keep it short, please. "Now, you listen--! Lumiere has been crying every day--! Are you overexerting her until late into night--!?" "Oh, that. I've received Baron Alban's permission. We even studied in front of the baron yesterday." Hearing that I received dinner as a symbol of gratitude from the baron didn't quell His Highness' anger. "What is your true intention--!? Do you enjoy bullying Lumiere that much--!?" "Bullying, you say... even though we're just studying?" For some reason, he emphasized the word, 'bullying,' so I emphasized, 'studying.' Even so, His Highness seemed to be truly furious. "But in reality, Lumiere has been crying every day!" "Indeed, I know her for having weak lacrimal glands. I think the ease with which she can cry is wonderful." "You--!?" Maintain your anger, Your Highness, for everyone is scared. ...I see, Lumiere truly means a lot to him... Although my chest hurt a little, I still kept smiling. "Well, then, I have plans after this. Now, if you excuse me." I gave a light bow and started walking away while tying my hair. Of course, it was a trivial act. I really didn't have enough time. I never tried to tie my hair myself, so it was a bit messy. Still, it was better than nothing. "W, wait--! Lately, what is it that you've been doing--!?" "Yes??" Oh, does he still have some interest towards me? "I'm just practicing my swordsmanship." "Sword training!?" His surprise... wasn't unreasonable. Aside from the boys, I had never heard of a lady from the Kingdom of Lapisenta, which has been peaceful for hundreds of years, practicing swordsmanship. Of course, I had only wielded the sword for the first time nine days ago. ...Of course, I had no intention of telling His Highness about the reason. "Once I got a taste of it, it was surprisingly fun. If you'd like, why don't you join me?" "N, no, I..." Because of that, he worked hard to maintained the top grade in the academy. However, it seemed that he worked too hard, his immunity towards women was underdeveloped. "Fufu." "What's wrong?" I laughed unintentionally, which seemed to have offended His Highness. I covered my mouth and apologized. No matter how much female immunity His Highness lacked, I still lacked charm. That was exactly why a woman's jealousy was ugly. I should just excuse myself before I exposed more ugliness. "Then, Your Highness, excuse me." In the academy, I made a curtsy that wasn't at all in character for me. Then, I turned on my heels. I was a little sad because I couldn't see his face. Even that day, I was still training at the edge of the academy grounds. "Hmm... this isn't working." Arrange for personnel to help me overnight was difficult. After all, not only my fiance, the crown prince, the school director and my father were also opposed to the idea--since it was dangerous. Even so, I managed to procure a sword. After disguising myself as a male, I began training on the academy grounds. I trained with members of the swordsmanship club that would soon participate in the national competition. They seemed to have discovered me... but in my defense, I wasn't getting in the way-- --Due to my lack of attention, the sword that I was swinging made a clicking sound as it hit something. The rebounding sword made an arc and fell to the ground. While I held my wrist, which couldn't withstand the recoil, a shadow was cast across my sight. "...I don't think you have enough strength, Lelouche--especially grip strength. If you can't endure a shock like that, it's over for you." "...Your Highness Zafield?"
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300่ฉฑ ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅฑ‹ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒใ€Ž็™ฝ็ŒซใฎใŠๆ˜ผๅฏๅŸŽใ€......?ใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็Œซใซๅ‘‘ใฟใ“ใพใ‚ŒใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ไธๆ€่ญฐใช็ฉบ้–“ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ตใ€ใŠใฃใใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใƒŸใƒŠใซใฏๅŒๆ„ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทจๅคงใชใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ใญใ€ ๆŽจๅฎš5ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงใใ„็‰ฉใงใฏ20ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹้ซ˜ใ•ใฎใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใŒใ€ใƒ‹ใƒงใ‚ญใƒ‹ใƒงใ‚ญใจ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚็ฅž็ง˜็š„ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฎๅ…จใฆใŒๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒ ่‰ฒใงใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็™ฝใ„ๆตทใฎไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใชๅŽŸ็†ใชใฎใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็Œซใฎไธญใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใซ็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠๅŸŽใญใ‡ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ๆฐ—ไป˜ใใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ€10ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฏใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใฎใฆใฃใบใ‚“ใพใงๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅœงๅ€’็š„ใช่กŒๅ‹•ๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใซๆŽดใพใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธŠ้ƒจใซ่พฟใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฐใ€็ถฟใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚€ใ€ใ“ใฎๆธฉใ‹ใ•ใจ่งฆใ‚Šๅฟƒๅœฐใฏ็™–ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ้™ฝใ ใพใ‚ŠใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชโ€•โ€•ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็œ ใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใƒผใ€ใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใŒๅŸŽใฎใ‚ทใƒซใ‚จใƒƒใƒˆใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใใ€ ๆง˜ใ€…ใช้•ทใ•ใฎๅทจๅคงใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใŒๅŸŽใฎๅฝขใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้‡ใชใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ตใจๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅŸŽใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠใ„ใงใพใ›ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‘ผในใฐใ€ไฝ•้ฃŸใ‚ใฌ้ก”ใงใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็ŒซใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€Žใƒˆใƒฉ! ใŠใ„ใง!ใ€ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็Œซใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใฒใจใพใšใฏๅทจๅคงใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆใ€Žใ‚ทใƒญใ€ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใŠใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ๆš–ใ‹ใช้™ฝใ ใพใ‚ŠใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆใฏ่ฝใกใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใฎๆฃฎใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒขใƒ•ใƒขใƒ•ใฎๆฏ›ใงใงใใŸใ€ๅคงใใช็Œซใ‚ฟใƒฏใƒผใชใ‚‹็‰ฉใŒไนฑ็ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๅŒบๅŸŸใซๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทจๅคงใญใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ—ใฎไธญใซใฏ็Œซใ‚ฟใƒฏใƒผใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ดใƒญใ‚ดใƒญใจๅฏ่ปขใŒใ‚‹็Œซใ‚„ใ€ใƒˆใƒ†ใƒˆใƒ†ใจ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚Šใ‚‹็Œซใ€ๅ››่ง’ใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใพใ‚‹ใพใ‚‹็Œซใ€‚ ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ็™ฝใ„็Œซใงใ€ใฟใชไธ€ๆง˜ใซใ€Žๆฏ›็ณธ็Ž‰ใ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใง่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใฏ้Šใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใกใŒๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใŸใกใจใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ็ทดใ‚Šๆญฉใใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ็Œซใ‚ฟใƒฏใƒผใฎ้ ‚ไธŠใพใง่พฟใ‚Š็€ใใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ๅ‰ใใ†ใช็™ฝ็ŒซใŒใ€ไป–ใฎ็Œซใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใฆใƒŽใƒณใƒ“ใƒช้Žใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็™ฝ็Œซใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ็Œซใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šๅคงใใใ€้ ญใซใฏ็ซ‹ๆดพใช็Ž‹ๅ† ใ‚’่ผ‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใใ‚“ใญใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใŠๆ˜ผๅฏๅŸŽใธใ€ ๅ–‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ŒซใŒใ„ใ‚‹! ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ ญใซ็›ดๆŽฅ้Ÿฟใใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒผใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚„ใคใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅพ่ผฉใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅŸŽใ‚’ๆฒปใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€็™ฝ้›ทใซ้ณดใ ๅ™‚ใฎ็Œซใฎ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰่ค’็พŽใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€‚้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‚้ป’ใ„ๆ–นใซใฏใ‚ใ’ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€็™ฝ้›ทใซ้ณดใ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้€šใ‚Š็™ฝ็Œซใจ้ป’็Œซใฎ้–“ใงใฏ่ซใ„ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’ๅทกใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆ‰€ๆœ‰ๆจฉใ‚’้ป’็ŒซใŒๅผทใไธปๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็™ฝ็Œซใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅŠ›ใฎ้ฉๆ€งใŒๅผทใใ€ๅคใใ‹ใ‚‰็Œซ็‰นๆœ‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑ็ถฒใ€Žใƒใƒƒ ็™ฝ็ŒซใŒ็ตฑๆฒปๆฉŸๆง‹ใงใ€้ป’็Œซใฏ้จŽๅฃซๆฉŸๆง‹ใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ™ใ€‚ ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ๅˆใฃใฆ็Œซใฎๅนณๅ’Œใ‚’ไฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบŒ็จฎๆ—ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฏใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’ใ„ใ‹ใซๅคšใๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใงๆ‰ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ่ฆใฏใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ€ๅƒใฎ้ก”ใ€‘ใฏใ„ใ„ๅฅดใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๅƒใฎ้ก”ใ€‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ†ใฎใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’ๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซๆŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ€็™ฝ้›ทใซ้ณดใ ่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใ ใชใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฎšใฎๆกไปถใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใ—ใŸๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็งฐๅทใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚NPCใชใฎใ‹? ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใฃใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใƒใ‚“ใ€ใ€ๅƒใฎ้ก”ใ€‘ใฃใฆไบบ็‰ฉใฏใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ่ฉฆใ—ใซไฟบ้”ใŒ่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ€็™ฝ้›ทใซ้ณดใ ใ€Žไบบ้–“ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ้€šใ˜ใฆใชใ„? ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใชๅ ฑ้…ฌใŒใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚‹ใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใ€ไบบ้–“ใใ‚“ใ€ ๅ†ๅบฆใ€็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ใ‚บใƒฌใŸ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ณชๅ•ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใฎๅฐ่ฉžใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€็™ฝ้›ทใซ้ณดใ ไธ€้€šใ‚Šใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“็Œซใ‚ฟใƒฏใƒผใฎไธ‹้ƒจใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใญใ‡ใ‚“......ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฏ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ไป–ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใธ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŽใƒผใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใจใชใ‚‹ใจ......ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ็Œซใซๅค‰่บซใ—ใ€็Œซใจไผš่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใ‹? ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆ„ใซๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€‚ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‚......ใใ‚Œใซใ€Ž้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ€ ่บซ้•ทใฏ170ใ‚ปใƒณใƒๅ‰ๅพŒใงใ€ไธญ่‚‰ไธญ่ƒŒใ€‚้ป’ใ„ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็›ฎๆทฑใซใ‹ใถใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆœ่ฃ…ใฏใƒฌใƒณใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ปฝ่ฃ…ใ ใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใกๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใšใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใๅพ—็‰ฉใจใ„ใˆใฐ่…ฐใฎใƒ™ใƒซใƒˆใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็šฎ่ฃฝใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ็„กๅฎณใใ†ใชๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ ใŒใ€้ก”ใŒโ€•โ€• ใพใ‚‹ใง้„ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’้˜ปๅฎณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงใƒใƒ“ใฉใ‚‚ใฎ้ ่ถณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฑใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ๅ–‹ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎๆ‚ชใ„ ใ€Œใธใ‡ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏไธ‹ใฃ็ซฏใ—ใ‹้ฃใ‚ใ›ใฆใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ไฟบๆง˜ใŒ่ชฐใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ้‰„่ก€ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚ใ€ใชใซใ€‚ใŸใ ไฟบๆง˜ใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใฆใญใˆใ€ ้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใŒใ‚นใƒƒใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใŒใƒใƒใƒใƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ็ฉบ้–“ใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็ŒซใŸใกใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใใคใ‚ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ่ƒŒๆ™ฏใŒใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒชใจๆญชใฟใ€5ไบบใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้š ๅฏ†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใงใ™ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ็†Ÿ็ทดๅบฆใŒ็›ธๅฝ“้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงไผšใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ๆฉŸไผšใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ่ฉฑใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใ€‚่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซใฏ่žใใŸใ„ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใใฆใญใˆใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใฐโ€•โ€•ไบบ็‹ผๅ…ฑใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ๆ‡ใ‘ใŸใ‚ใ€ใจใ‹ใชใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ ใพใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ‰ใƒผ? ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฏใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฌๅ–šใ™ใ‚‹? ใƒœใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€Œ......็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใŒใ‚ใ€‚็ซ‹ๅ ดใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใญใƒผใชใƒผใ€ ้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใฏใ‚ณใ‚ญใ‚ณใ‚ญใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅˆบใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃ่ชฟใง่ฉฑใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบๆง˜้”ใฏใชใƒผใ€ๅ ฑ้…ฌใ•ใˆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰่‰ฒใ‚“ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆไพ›ใ—ใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใช่ฆๆจกใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅฑ‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ“ใฎใ€้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ ใฃใŸใŒใ‚„ใ‘ใซๅคงไบบใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒๆ‹ณใฏๅŠ›ๅผทใๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใƒ—ใƒซใƒ—ใƒซใจ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่…•ใซใฏ็จฒๅฆปใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใซ่ก€็ฎกใŒใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒชใจๆตฎใๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใฏ่’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบๆง˜ใŸใกใŒใ‚ใƒผใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๆ“ไฝœใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใŠๅ‰ใฏใฉใ‚“ใช็›ฎใซๅˆใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ‚? ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏๅคšใใฎ็”ทๆ€งๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚’ใŸใถใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒขใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎ ใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใจ็ฌ‘ใ†้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆ•ตใฏๅข—ใˆใฆใ€ไปŠใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใŒใ‚„ใ‚Š่พ›ใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฏใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใซไฟ่ญทใ•ใ‚Œใ€้‹ใซๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใฎใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ ใ‚ใƒผใŒใ€‚ใใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใ“ใ‚ˆใ—ใงใ€้š™ใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„่œœใ‚’ๅธใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅงซใƒ—ใƒคใƒญใƒผใŒใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใฎใฟใกใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใซๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹็พฉ็†ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒ! ใ›ใ„ใœใ„ๅผทใŒใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚ˆใƒœใ‚ฑใŒใ‚ใ€‚ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ™ใ‚“ใœใ€ ไธ€ๆญฉใ€ไบŒๆญฉใจ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚? ไฟบๆง˜ใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใซ็”Ÿๆ„ๆฐ—ใชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใŒไธ€็•ชๅซŒใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใพใšใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบๆง˜ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ…‹ๅบฆใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚‚ใชใ‚ใ€ ้ก”ใจ้ก”ใŒ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่ท้›ขใพใง่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎ้ก”ใฏ่ฆ–่ชใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใฌใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆฌฒๆœ›ใซๆฟกใ‚ŒใŸ็ดซ่‰ฒใฎ็žณใ ใ‘ใฏ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆฟƒๅŽšใชๆฏ’ใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใซใ‚พใ‚ฏใƒชใจๆ‚ชๅฏ’ใŒ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ€ไธ–้–“็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎใŠๅงซใ•ใพใ‚ใ€ ใฆใฃใใ‚ŠPvPใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆตใ‚Œใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏใ™ใ‚“ใชใ‚Šใจๅผ•ใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๅบƒๅ ดใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚’็›ฎใง่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€้ขจใซๆบใ‚Œใฆ้œžใ‚€้œงใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช้€ๆ˜ŽๅŒ–ใฏ้ฉš็•ฐ็š„ใ ใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝฑใซ้š ใ‚Œๆฝœใ‚€ๆš—ๆฎบ่€…้›†ๅ›ฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ใ—ใใ€่พ›่พฃใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฐ—ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไป–ใซใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸ็‚นใŒไธ€ใคใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎ้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใฏ็ต‚ๅง‹ใ€ไฟบใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใธ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใŸใพใซ้ป’ใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎ้ ญใŒ
303 300 Stories Creepy Informant "This is the 'White Cat's Nap Castle'......? Our partner cat swallowed us, what a strange space we were moving into. "Fasa Fasa, I'm so tired." I can only agree with Mina, who looks up at the sight that spreads in front of her and gets that feeling. "A giant cat," From an estimated 5 meters to over 20 meters tall in large objects, what a mysterious view the gnocchi is growing. Besides, all of that has a soft cream color, which makes me feel like I'm in a white sea. It is unclear what the principle is, but are some partner cats connected to fields like this? "Alas. From here on out, it's a castle." George noticed that 10 meters was up to the top of the crappy cat potato. Apprentice its overwhelming behavior, I also grab hold of the cat and manage to climb. Once you get to the top, it feels like you're clinging to the cotton. Um, this warmth and touch is going to be a habit. It's like being wrapped up in a sun - it just makes me a little sleepy with that feeling. "Oh, the catfish is the silhouette of the castle." It seems to be a giant cat of various lengths. They overlap in such a way that they form the form of a castle, a castle that, from a distance, rocks with fassafasa. "Mr. Goldie, it's not" If Mr. Lily calls, a partner cat shows up with a face that doesn't eat anything. Kingsguard, who was watching you like that, also said, 'Torah! Come!' he was summoning his own partner cat. I just got swallowed up and I felt indescribable, but for one thing, I'm going to come down from being a giant cat and call you 'Shiro'. Then we move on to the woods of giant catfish that shake and fall in the warm sun. Then he arrived in an area where a large cat tower was disturbed, made of Moffmoff's hair. "Is there a cat tower in the giant cat trap?" Gobbling and sleeping cats, cats down the stairs with totetotes, cats all over the square room. Most of them are white cats, and they all play with the likes of 'yarn balls' rolled by hand. You could also see the Mercenaries (players) strolling. That's how I stroll with the Kingsguards for a while and finally get to the top of the cat tower. Then a great white cat, surrounded by other cats, was spending no time. The white cat was one turn bigger than a regular cat and had a splendid crown on its head. "Nha. Welcome to Nap Castle, human." There's a cat you can talk to! Rather than this, this could be the one that resonates directly with your head, close to telepathy. "My lord, rule this castle. [Crown cat ringing in white thunder] Nha." The king of rumored cats? "I'll reward you if I bring [once again of enchantment]. Don't give it to the black one if you're wrong. ' We'll get to know more about [Crown Cat Ringing on White Thunder]. Then, as I had heard, there still seemed to be a stir between the white cat and the black cat. They tour everything [once again of enchantment] and the black cat insists strongly on its ownership. White cats have a strong aptitude for magic and are said to be a clan that manages the cat-specific information network Necco (T) Work from time immemorial. And protecting the white cats seems to be the clan of black cats. White cats are the governing mechanism, and black cats play the role of knighthood. The two races that worked together to keep the cat at peace, but I don't know how we've been rubbing [once again fascinating] here lately. The point is [once again of enchantment]. "[Thousand faces] are good guys. Humans also learn [a thousand faces]. ' Apparently, someone regularly brings [once again of charm], and [the crown cat (Kanmureko) ringing in white thunder] seems to call that person [a thousand faces]. You're someone I've never heard of. Is it a title given to a mercenary who has fulfilled certain conditions, or is it NPC? "Um, how do I get [once again of enchantment]? "And no, I wonder where the [thousand faces] are? When we ask questions, [the crown cat ringing in white thunder] tilts her neck cutely and pats her round eyes. "Humans, I asked for you." Maybe these words don't make sense? "Um, what kind of reward would I get if I gave you [once again of enchantment]? "Good luck, human." Again, even if I try to bump my doubts, they only give me a sloppy response. Then I'll ask you a bunch of questions, but it's just a dialogue with the same content. Apparently, [Crown Cat Ringing on White Thunder] could not do anything but unilaterally convey his will. At the end of the whole exchange, we move to the bottom of the cat tower. "[Once again of enchantment] hey... have you heard of angel cucumber? "No, I don't." I turn my gaze to the other members, but I shake my neck sideways as well. No hint...... is it time for that item to finally turn into a cat and have a conversation with the cat? When I tour my thoughts that way, I hear voices inadvertently. "Heh. I can't believe 'Silver Angel' is in here... and 'Iron Blood George' too. Ah" He is around 170 cm tall and has a medium meat mid back. He's wearing a black hood and his outfit is as light as a ranger. It doesn't look like he's carrying a weapon, and the only thing that looks like it is something made of skin that's falling back on his waist belt. I get the impression that he's harmless, but his face... It doesn't look like it's on me. It may be activating some kind of vision-inhibiting ability. "This surprised me. It's like a little hike. Oh, wow." The same way he spoke, but he was a bad mercenary (player). "Heh, this surprised me again. Do you know who I am, even though I usually only send you to the bottom? That's iron blood. Ah. Oh, what. It's just that I'm not interested in you guys being here." If the black hood softly raises his right hand, the space cracks with the beeping behind him. And the background in which the cats were supposed to be relaxing slowly distorted gnarly, and the five mercenaries showed up. Apparently, he was using covert skills. I guess they are pretty skilled because even George didn't seem to notice. "It's also a good opportunity to see you here. Ah. Can I talk to you for a second? I don't have a lot to ask The Silver Angel. For example, how did you get past the werewolves? ............ "There's more, huh? Right, how do fairies summon? It's a summons condition for the boss character Snow Princess Blue White. "... do I need to answer? "Don't get on with it, kid. Ah. I don't know where you stand." The black hood snarls his neck and speaks in a prickly tone. "We're, uh, we're giving you all kinds of information if you can even get paid. Yes, a clan clan is a big informant. There is also a connection to George Iron Blood's mercenary regiment (Clan). Well, the more first-rate you are, the more important the information is." George was told the story, but he is very hard to talk to. But his fist is gripped forcefully, and he is shuddering with a pull. Plus the blood vessels are buzzing out like lightning ran on my arm, so I guess the inside is rough. "What kind of eyes would you be if we, uh, manipulated the information? For example," Silver Angel "is the worst mercenary (player) who has many male mercenaries and has received contributions. It's stupid to be human, so even if you're talking about it like an asshole, it spreads. Ah." Couscous and laughing black hood. "At least your enemies will grow and this game will be harder than it is now." "You're protected by the 'Neck Hunting Madness', and you're just a lucky kid. The princess Puyallow is just smoking delicious honey if there's a gap, taking advantage of her cute looks and being friendly." "I don't have the right to teach you." "Ha! Stay strong, at best. Bogus. I'm sorry." One step, two steps away from the black hood, I won't turn a blind eye. "Ready? I hate busy kids like you the most. I'll tell you where you stand first. And the way you behaved towards me." The face of the black hood could not be seen, even if it was packed to a distance where the face and face touched each other. However, I could only recognize the purple eyes wet by the colors and desires. I unintentionally associate a thick poison, with zombies and chills running on my spine. "Bye, princess of the world." I thought PvP was an inevitable flow after all, they pulled away so much. As I follow them with my eyes as they travel straight to the square, they suddenly disappear like a fog shaking and summing in the wind. Its brilliant transparency is phenomenal. Either that or it looked like a bunch of assassins hiding in the shadows. It was uncommon for George, and it was a pleasure to have a spicy face. And there's one other thing that bothered me. That black hood was uttering words to me and George all the time. Occasionally, however, the head of the black hood turned toward Kingdom-kun (...).
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114่ฉฑ ใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณๅŸทไบ‹ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏ......? ใ€Œใใ‚ƒใฃ......ใŠๅฎขใ•ใพใ€ๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใฃใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’่ซ‹ใ†ๅฃฐใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใฎ่กจๅดใธใจๆ€ฅใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ๆœใฎใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผทๅผ•ใซๅ–ใฃใŸ็”ทๆ€ง ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ? ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚‚ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็Ÿณใฃใ“ใ‚ใซไฝ•ใฎ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๆŒใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ„ใคใฏ้‡‘้ซช็ขง็œผใฎ็พŽๅฝขใช้’ๅนดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ไธ€็›ฎใงใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅผทใใ†ใช ้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„้Žงใฏ้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่ผใใ€่ตค้ป’ใ„ไธธ็›พใฏใใฎๆญชใ•ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ๅผพใ่ฟ”ใ™ใจไธปๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Š็›ฎใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€่…ฐใซๅŠใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฃใ€‚็ใ—ใ„ๅฝข็Šถใงใ€ๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใซใ„ใ‘ใฐใ„ใใปใฉๅคชใใชใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใฏๆœ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‚’ๆ”ป็•ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ— ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ็ตกใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็พŽ้’ๅนดใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏไธ‰ไบบใฎ้€ฃใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใฟใชไธ€ๆง˜ใซใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใใชใ‚‹็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚......ๅซŒใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใซ็ตกใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ็ฅญใ‚Šใฎไผšๅ ดใ ใ—ใ€PvPใฏใงใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰ๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ˜ใ‚ฟใซไป‹ๅ…ฅใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹็ฒ˜็€ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใž......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซPvPใงไป˜ใ‘็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใชใ€ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€ๆญฉๅพŒใ‚ใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆๅ‚่ฆณใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใใ“ใใ“็Ÿฅๅๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใฏใ€ใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‹็ดฐใ„ๅฃฐใงๆ‹’็ตถใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ€็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใซ็ตžใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™?ใ€ ้‡‘้ซช้’ๅนดใฏใ™ใ“ใถใ‚‹ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใพใพไธ€ๆญฉ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใพใใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใฃใฆใ€‚ใชใใƒผใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใจใƒ•ใƒฌใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€ใ„ใ„็‹ฉใ‚Šๅ ดใจใ‹ใ€็ใ—ใ„็ด ๆใ‚’ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่จŽไผใจใ‹้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใœ?ใ€ ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใฎๅคงใใช ใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใใซไธ€็•ช้ ผใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ใฉใ†ๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹้€กๅทกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏ่ฟทใ†ใ“ใจใชใใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ๅบ‡ใ„ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ€ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ€‚ใ‚ฆใƒใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅ›ฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠๅผ•ใๅ–ใ‚Šใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ทใฃใจๅฉใใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใŸ ๅ”‡ใ“ใๅผงใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹็žณใฏๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ๅ–ถๆฅญๅฆจๅฎณใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’่ช˜ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใใฎไธ€ไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒƒใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใพใ›ใŸ ๆŸ”ๅ’Œใชใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณๅŸทไบ‹ใจใ€็œผ้กใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณๅŸทไบ‹ใŒใ“ใ“ใซๅ‚ไธŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏใƒˆใƒƒใƒ— ๅผ•ใใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ไฝ™่จˆใซ้ฃŸใ„ใคใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใŠใƒผใŠใƒผใŠใƒผ? ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ใ“ใฎ็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’็‹ฌใ‚Šๅ ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไบŒไบบๅ ใ‚ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆใฎใ‹ใ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹ฌๅ ๆฌฒใคใ‚ˆใ™ใŽใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šใถใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰็”ทๅ…ฑใซ็”จใฏใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไปŠใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ใ‚“? ใใ“ใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใŽๅ‡บใ™ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ฟใ‚ฒใŒไฟบใฎๆ–นใซใ‚‚ๅ‘ใ„ใฆใใฆใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ ใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใจใฏไปฒ่‰ฏใใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹็›ฎใฏ้™บๅ‘‘ใชใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆœฌๆ ผ็š„ใซ็‰ฉ้จ’ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใŸใ ใ‚ˆใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใŸใกใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅฐใ•ใช ใ€ใฎๆจชๆŸ„ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธŠๅ›žใ‚‹ๅฐŠๅคงใช็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆตดใณใ›ใ€่จ€่‘‰้€šใ‚Š้‚ช้ญ”ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฐใ‚คใฃใจๆŠผใ—ใฎใ‘ใ‚‹ ไฟบใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซๅง‰ใฏใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจๅฟœใ˜ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Žๅ‚่‹ฅๆญฆไบบใ€ใฎใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚ฏใ‚บใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‡ใฆใคใ„ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ตถๅฏพ้›ถๅบฆใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ใใฎ่บซใซๅฎฟใ—ใ€้ขฏ็ˆฝใจ็™ปๅ ดใ—ใŸๅง‰ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ็•ฐๅฝฉใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅœงๅŠ›ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใชใŠใ€ๅ…จ่บซใŒๅ‡ใฆใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ†ทใŸใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‚ๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„็พŽใ—ใ•ใ€‚ ๅŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆบใˆใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใฎใƒฌใ‚ถใƒผใ‚ขใƒผใƒžใƒผใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใ€้ป’้ซชใฎ้บ—ไบบ็พŽๅฅณใ€‚ ๅ…จๅ“กใฎๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’ไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆๅฅชใ„ๅŽปใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅง‰ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้™ฝๆฐ—ใชๅฃฐใ‚‚็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใคใƒชใ‚ขๅ‹ใฎใƒˆใƒ ใจใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใงใฏๅง‰ใจๅŒใ˜ๅคงๅญฆใซ้€šใ†ไบŒไบบใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏๆธ‹ใ„ใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใงใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Š่€…ใฎไบŒไบบ็ต„ใ‚‚ๅง‰ใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘่จ€ใ†ใ‚ใ€‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆถˆใˆใฆใ€ ใฎใ”็™ปๅ ดใจใ‚ใฃใฆใฏใ€ใ€Žๅ‚่‹ฅๆญฆไบบใ€ใฎใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚‚ๅ‹•ๆบใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ้‡‘้ซช็พŽ้’ๅนดใฎใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใŒใ€ใƒใ‚ฃใƒƒใจ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆๅฟƒๅบ•ๆจใ‚ใ—ใใ†ใซๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅง‰ใฏใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซ็‰ฉๆ€–ใ˜ใ›ใšใ€ใ€Žใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใญใ€ใจไธๆ•ตใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ˜ใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใฏใ™ใใซไฟฏใใ€ใใใใ•ใจๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใ้”ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๆ’คๅŽใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅŽๆ‹พใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ใƒˆใƒˆใƒˆใฃใจ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅง‰ใฏไฟบใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆ’ซใงใคใคใ‚‚ใ€้™่ฆณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใŸใกใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ‚Œใจไธ€ๅฟœ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ‚ใ€‚ๅ„„ใŒไธ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ้Š€้ซช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ็›ฎๅฝ“ใงใ“ใฎใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€้™ใ‹ใซๅจๅœงใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใฐใ‚‰ใพใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ......ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ™ใฃใ”ใ„ๅฎˆ่ญท็ฅžใคใ„ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใญใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅง‰ใฎๅฎฃ่จ€ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใŸใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใ‚„้ฉšๆ„•ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใงใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ......ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆๅง‰ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ฏใ‚คใƒƒใจๅง‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใ€‚ ใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ? ใจใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅฎน่ตฆใชใใƒ€ใƒกๅ‡บใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใใ‚Œๅ–ถๆฅญๅฆจๅฎณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ€ ใ•ใฃใใฎๅผทๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฑใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒใ‚ณใฟใŸใ„ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใŸๅง‰ใซ่จ€ใ„ใใณใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ไปŠๅบฆใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใซ่€ใˆๅฟใถใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใƒ€ใƒกใ ใฃ! ใจๅ›ใใ€่ก†็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆไฟบใ‚’ใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒƒใจๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใพใใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏไธ€ไปถ่ฝ็€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็Š ็‰ฒใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏไฟบใฎ็พžๆฅๅฟƒใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใงใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚ใงใŸใ—......ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใ‚„ใƒˆใƒ ใจใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใซๆตด่กฃใ‚„ใ‚ธใƒณใƒ™ใ‚จใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ไฟบใฎใƒšใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚Š็ต‚ใˆใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅง‰ใŒใตใจๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹่ฉฑใ‚’ใตใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใชใ€ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคช้ƒŽใซไผ่จ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ๅŒๅญๅง‰ๅฆนใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใƒฆใƒ‹ใƒƒใƒˆใฎ็‰‡ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ€ๅฆนใฎใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใงใ‚ดใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒใ‚„ใƒ‘ใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚’ๅฝผๅฅณใจไธ€็ท’ใซๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้žๅธธใซ่ฒด้‡ใช็ตŒ้จ“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆฅฝใ—ใ„ไธ€ๆ™‚ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใฏๅง‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็พๅฝนใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎๅค็ฅญใ‚Š......ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใฆใญใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใใจใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ—......ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ‹ใช? ใใ‚Œใงใ“ใฎใ€Ž็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ใฎไผšๅ ดใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹? ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฎ? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใ‚‚ไบ‹ๅ‹™ๆ‰€ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ€ๅฎˆ็ง˜็พฉๅ‹™ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ไฟบใฎไธๆบ€ๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใใชใ‹ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ„ใŸRF4-youใ“ใจ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกๅฅฝใใฎใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใฏใ€ใพใ•ใ‹! ไปŠใ‚„ๆ€’ๆถ›ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซ็•Œใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎๅฆนๅ›ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹!? ๅฐๅฎ˜ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ™ใƒผใ‚นใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใพใ™ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็”Ÿๅนดๆœˆๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚นใƒชใƒผใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใฏ......ใ€ ใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰็†ฑใ่ชžใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ‚’ใ€ไฟบใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚
116 114 Stories What'S The Turn Of A Handsome Butler...? "Shit... Customer, I'm in trouble" Hearing Sizuk ask for help, we rush to the front of the stall. Then, a male mercenary (player), who forcibly took the right hand of Sizku the maid's clothes, was seen laughing nihera. "Come on, we're customers, right? If so, you won't have any interest in this kind of stone unless you give me enough service to be my friend." He was a beautifully shaped young man with blonde hair. And at the same time, it turns out to be a pretty strong mercenary (player) at a glance. Because there were fine decorations on the protective equipment and on the weapons, and all the equipment I had never seen was all over my body. The thick silver armor glistened proudly of its high defense, and the red and black round shield seemed to claim to bounce back any attack in front of its distortion. More importantly, what caught my eye was a sword hung on my hips. It had a rare shape and was designed to thicken the more it went to the tip of the sword. In other words, it's attacking the cutting edge, a group of top mercenaries (players) (...) I guess. Yes, there wasn't only one person involved with Shizuku. Behind the beautiful youth there seemed to be three of them, all with a grin that made them feel sick, like looking down at Niyanya and this one as one. "Wow... you're tangled up by the nasty guys" "No, but this is a festival venue, and you can't PvP it, can you? "Then wouldn't it be okay to leave me alone? "It would suck if Heta intervened and caught my eye." "I heard it's going to stick..." "They're after me on PvP or something, it's tight" Looks like the customers around decided that they were bad too, decided to step back and watch. To see such a reaction, apparently a well-known mercenary regiment (clan) there. "F, to my friend, I won't..." Sizuku squeezes the voice of rejection with a fine voice to the fullest. "Huh? Are you saying that you know that we're" young samurai "? The blonde looked so grumpy, she stuck a step with Sizuk's right hand in her hand. "Well, well, Mr. Herald, calm down. Hey, maid, if you stay freaked out with us, I'll take you to a good hunting ground, a crusade for monsters who drop rare materials, huh? One of the big mercenary (player) surroundings with an attitude called Herald walked out to persuade Shizuku. There's no George you can count on the most at a time like this, and what do you do? My best friends went to shelter Shizuku without hesitation as I toured how to fit in this place. "Excuse me, sir. If you're going to trouble our maid, pick it up." Shizuku clapped Herald's hand holding Shizuku's arm, and Evening Fai (Yuki), who drew Shizuku here, smiled nicely. My lips are the arc, but my eyes that look at the herald aren't even slightly dusty or laughing. "Quick story, business disruptions." In front of one of the people around me who was inviting Shizuku, he interrupted his body at night. Behind his cold face, his blunt, glowing eyes behind his glasses threaten not to forgive him. A gentle handsome butler and a cool handsome butler with glasses came up here. But is it because the opponent is the end of a top mercenary (player)? Instead of pulling, I ate extra. "Ooh, ooh, ooh, ooh? What, these refreshing people?" "What, you guys? What kind of cute mercenaries do you want to keep the maids to yourself? "You're too monopolistic." "Doesn't it matter as much as we play together? "You guys have nothing to do with it. What we're talking about right now is this maid... hmm? You can have a maid there, right? What a shabby beginning and end. I'm surprised Tage's coming for me, too. All this time, I don't think I want to get along with these guys, either, and the eyes I turn to them get risky. Finally, the genuinely noisy air began to soak up, and the surrounding customers turned out. And this little one reached out from a completely unexpected place. That was a magnificent statement that surpassed the transgressive attitude of the "young samurai" even more than once. A mercenary (player) who showers such statements at them, treats them as if they were in the way and pushes them from behind... was a familiar person to me. While my sister responds to Nicole in my whine, she turns a frozen gaze to all of you in "Side Young Samurai" to see the garbage scum. Absolutely zero degrees of anger resided in him, and his sister, who appeared refreshed, emitted a considerable amount of colour. Pressure, aura, the beauty that is not lost even when you feel the cold that your whole body freezes. A beauty with dark hair, carrying a double sword and dressed in a pitch-black leather armor. It snatched everyone's attention away in an instant. From behind such a sister, a cheerful voice also continues. She belongs to her sister's mercenary regiment (Clan), Neck Hunting Insanity, and is still with her rear friends Tom and Jerry. In reality, the two of them go to the same college as their sister, but in Clan Clan they also seemed to accompany their sister with a pair of slightly odd ones, playing with sinister osama characters. "... I'll just say it again. Get out of the way." Exactly the appearance of the mercenary regiment (clan) whispered mighty in PvP seems to have been upset by all of the "young samurai". Herald, a beautiful blonde, stares at her sister with a chirping tongue and a sincere resentment. But my sister was not afraid of that gaze and said, 'Oh, yeah. So we'll do it,' said Herald, with an invincible grin, immediately leaning down, taking the sleaze and the surrounding men and withdrawing them. I come all the way over to Toto to thank my sister for tidying things up. Then my sister, stroking my head, turned to the surrounding customers who had been stationary. "Oh, and I'll say it for once. If anyone comes to this' stall 'with this silver-haired girl in their eyes, take me down and then talk to her." And they scattered words that were quietly intimidating. "Wow... Talo, you have a great patron saint" Sizuk, who overheard such a sister's proclamation, grumbles slightly stunned. ... stop it because you're embarrassed, sister. So I quickly pull my sister's hand. Hmm, what? And to my Kyoton-faced sister, I relentlessly crippled. "Sister, because that's an obstruction to sales. Stop." I'll tell you what my strength just said to my sister, who shrunk her neck like a scolded cat, like a lie. "But thanks for earlier" Now I thought you looked like you'd put up with something, oh, no more! He whispered, hugging me in front of the crowd. And, well, this is how the commotion settled. The only thing that cost me was my shame. Congratulations... When my sister, Tom and Jerry bought me yukata and zinbae and finished painting my paint service, I started talking about how my sister was so concerned. "Speaking of which, I have a message for Taro from Luluz" One crack in my twin sisters' idol unit, my sister Luluz. Enjoying Godiva and pasta with her in real life the other day was a very valuable experience. In retrospect of such a pleasant moment, I am thrilled with my sister's words. From active idols to legends, that's what happens to boys already, right? "Clan Clan Summer Festival...... look forward to it, Taro. Yes, it is." "Yeah?" I enjoy it even if you don't tell me...... maybe Luluz started clan clan too? So you're coming to this' festival 'venue or something? "Luluz, are you coming to this event, too? Or did you start clan clan!? "I can't tell you that. This one belongs in the office, and I have a duty of confidentiality." Soon as my dissatisfaction sounds, the RF4-you thing that was behind me, the beautiful girl anime lover Yuji speaks up. "With Luluz, no way! Are you the sister of 'Klarus' who is now running up the idol world with the momentum of fury!? According to the database of the dwarf, her date of birth, three sizes..." I ignored Yuji, who had begun to speak fervently.
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141่ฉฑ ๅ‘Š็™ฝ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๆˆปใฃใฆใใพใ—ใŸๆฏŽๅบฆใŠใชใ˜ใฟใ€Ž่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใŸใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎ็™บ่ฆ‹ใจใ€ๅ ฑๅ‘Š&ๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’ไผšใ‚’ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ๅง‰ใ‚„ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŸใกใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใชใฉใจๆƒ…ๅ ฑไบคๆ›ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ€ๅพก่‹ฆๅŠดใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ไบ‹ๅ‰ใซใ€Ž็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใ€ใฎ้ขใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ฃ็ตกใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒ ใƒผใ‚บใซ็†่งฃใงใใŸใ€‚็พ็Šถใฏ็‰นใซๅ•้กŒใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ้š ใ—ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ€Žๅคฉๅฎˆ ๅง‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒณใฎ็ท ใ‚ใใใ‚Šใ‚’ไปฅใฃใฆใ€ไผš่ญฐใฏใŠ้–‹ใใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ„ใ€…ใŒ่‡ช็”ฑใซ้›‘่ซ‡ใธใจ่Šฑใ‚’้–‹ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™......ใใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณๆ€งใ€็Šฌ่€ณใ‚„็Œซ่€ณใชใฉๅฟœ็”จใ›ใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใฏ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒŸใƒŠใจไฟบใฎๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่ฃ็ธซ่ทไบบใจใ—ใฆใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹่บซใฎไธŠใ€ไฝœๆˆ้Ž็จ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ฃ็ธซใงใฉใ†ใ“ใ†ใงใใ‚‹ไปฃ็‰ฉใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฏ›ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“? ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใกใ‚ƒใใ‚“! ใ‚ใกใใซใฏ็Šฌ่€ณๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ใคใใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒžใƒชใƒขใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญ้ ญใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟใชใ‚“ใฆๅŸ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ€Œใญใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฒนๆšใ’้ฃŸในใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€็งใ‚‚ไฝฟใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ’ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใจไธ€็ท’ใซๆดป็”จใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ใฉใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹? ็ฟ’ๅพ—ๆธˆใฟใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ใคใ€้ธใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„: ใใ‚“ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ3ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใฃใฆๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไธ€ใคใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใ—ใ‹ๆŒฏใ‚Œใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„?ใ€ ไฟบใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ไปฃๅผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‚็”จใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“? 3ใคใ‚‚ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ ใƒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ€ใฉใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใ‚“ใชใงใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไฟบใซ้™ใฃใฆใฏใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใซใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ไปฅๅค–ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆœฌๅ‘ฝใซๆณจใŽ่พผใ‚“ใงใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒLv33ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฐŽ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ‚“!? ๅกตๅŒ–ใจ......้ญ”ๅฐŽ้Œฌ้‡‘!? ไฟบใฏใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ๆƒœใ—ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆฌ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๆตใ™ใ€‚ ใ€็ด ๆใ‚’ๅˆ†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ โ†’ ็ดฐๅˆ†ๅŒ–ใƒป็ฒ‰ๅŒ–ใƒปๆถฒๅŒ–ใชใฉใ€‘ ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Žใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ณใƒปใƒ“ใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใƒปๅ’Œ็ด™ใ€ใฎใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‹ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ€‘ ใ€ๆถˆ่ฒปMP10 (้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆถˆ่ฒปMPใฏๅŠๆธ›ใ™ใ‚‹)ใ€‘ ใ€็œŸใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹็‰ฉไฝ“ใ‚’ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ......ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ดฐใ‹ใ„็ด ๆใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ซ˜ๅบฆใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹? ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅพ“ๆฅใฎ็ด ๆใซ้ธๆŠž่‚ขใ€ใ„ใ‚ใฐๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ด ๆใฎๆŠฝๅ‡บใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ !? ใ‚“ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚ŒใฐMPใŒๅŠๆธ›ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏไฝฟใ‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚็™บๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‹? ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใฏใ™ใใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€็‰นๅฎšใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ€MPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใชใ—ใง็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€ๆ™บใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใ—่€…ใซใฎใฟใ€ใใฎๅฝข็Šถใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ€ๅ‰ต้€ ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็‰ฉใฎ็œŸใ‚’็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใƒซใƒผใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใฃใฆไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใฃใจๆจกๆง˜ใ‚„่‰ฒใ‚’ใใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‹!? ใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใŸใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ•ใฃใใใ€็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใƒƒ!? ใชใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใชใซ? ใพใŸใ†ใกใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฎฟใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ™ๆ„Ÿใ˜?ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒๅ‚ใซๅฏ„ใฃใฆๆฅใฆไฟบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใใฃใจๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ—ๆŽŒใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎไธŠใซ้ป’ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใฎ็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใช็ซ‹ๆ–นไฝ“ใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅคงใใ•ใฏๆ‰‹ใฎใฒใ‚‰ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใ€‚ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ‹ใณใ€้žๅธธใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ :็ด ๆใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„: ใƒญใ‚ฐใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใจใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฟตใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใฎไธ€้ขใŒๅ››ใคใซๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€็ท‘ใจ้’ใฎ่‰ฒใซ่ญ˜ๅˆฅใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซMPใŒ10ๆถˆ่ฒปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบใฏใŠ็‹่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎMPใƒ–ใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใงใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชMPไฟๆœ‰้‡ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้‡ใ ใ€‚ :ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ้ขใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ใ€ไธ€่‰ฒใซ็ตฑไธ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„: ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใชใ—ใงใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใŒใใฎๅ ดใงๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ€ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซใฏ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จณใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็„ก่จ€ใงใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ้ขใ‚’็จใ‚€ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆŒ‡ๅ‘ๆ€งๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎๆ€ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใซ้ขใŒๅ‹•ใใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใจ็ซ‹ๆ–นไฝ“ใฏ่‰ฒใฎ็ต„ใฟๆ›ฟใˆใ‚’่กŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฏใพใŸไธๆ€่ญฐใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ใญใ‡ใƒณใ€ ๅ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใง่ฌŽใฎๅ››่ง’ใ„็‰ฉไฝ“ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใ›ใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใงใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใฎ้ขใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๅŒใ˜่‰ฒใซใใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ :ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใŒๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ่–„ใ„็ท‘่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๅ››่ง’ๅฝขใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆŽŒใฎไธŠใซๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใพใพใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ€ไฝ•ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€็ถบ้บ—ใชใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใซ้ข็™ฝใ„้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใ€Ž่งฃ้™คใ€ใจๅฟตใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใฎ้ฉšใๅ…ทๅˆใซใ€ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ่€ƒๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใพใš็ด ๆใฎๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„็จ‹ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–ใฎใใ‚ใˆใชใใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„่‰ฒใฎๆ•ฐใจ็จฎ้กžใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏไบŒ็จฎใฎ็ด ๆใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰็ฐกๅ˜ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใปใฉๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใซใงใใŸใŒ......ๆˆฆ้—˜ใจไธฆ่กŒใ—ใฆ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใชใ—ใงๅฎŸ็พใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๅผทใฟใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใซใชใฃใŸ้š›ใ€้žๅธธใซๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ…จใฆใ‚ญใƒฅใƒผใƒ–็ŠถใชใŸใ‚ใ€ใใฎๅค–่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŠนๆžœใฏ่จˆใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๅ‰ต้€ ใ—ใŸ่€…ใ ใ‘ใŒใ€็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ๅŠนๆžœใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๅŠนๆžœใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ‚Ÿใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚้˜ฒใ’ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ ใใใใใฃใ€‚ ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒƒ......ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใง้Šใณๅ€’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใ€ๅญฆๆ กใฎ็™ปๆ กๆ—ฅใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใฃใ‹ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅค•่ผใฏใƒใƒฉใƒชใจไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚‚ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ใจ็„ก่จ€ใง่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ............ๅฎŒ็’งใซๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฏๅคไผ‘ใฟใฎใ†ใกใซใ€ไธ€ๆ—ฅใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹็™ปๆ กๆ—ฅใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใฃใจ......ใŠ่ฉฑไธญใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไผš่ฉฑใŒ่žใ“ใˆใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ€ ใจใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹้ ๆ…ฎใŒใกใซใ€ไบŒไบบใฎไผš่ฉฑใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ใƒ’ใ‚ฝใƒ’ใ‚ฝๅฃฐใ ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒไบบไปฅๅค–ใซ่žใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่ฉฑใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญฆๆ กใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ€ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅค•่ผใŸใกใซ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ๅˆฅใซๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใƒชใ‚ขๅ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅญฆๆ ก่กŒไบ‹ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใˆใฃใจใญใ€ ใชใœใ‹ๆฐ—ใพใšใใ†ใชใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใจๅŒๅนดไปฃใฃใฆ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใซใชใ‚Šใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ–‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ช็„ถใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฎๆœฌๅใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅฝ“ใฆใŸๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€่ฉฑใฎๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใซ่žใ่€ณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใ‚‚้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ†ใฎใŒ้…ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใธใฃ!?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใŒ ใ€Œใˆใจใˆใจใ€ไบŒไบบใŒใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซ? ใฎใพใพใงใ€ใ™ใฃใ”ใใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใฆใ€็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใฆ......ใ€ ใพใ”ใพใ”ใจๆ—ฉๅฃใง็”ณใ—่จณใชใ•ใใ†ใซๅ–‹ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้•ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใง้ฉšใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟทใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใซ......ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ—ฉใ่จ€ใ†ในใใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅญฆๆ กใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ ใ™ใซใฏใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใƒผใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใฏใ€ไปŠใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใจใงใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ‚ณใƒƒใƒใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใฎใฃ!ใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŒใ€่Œœใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......? ้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€็„ก่จ€ใ‚’่ฒซใ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไบŒไบบใฏๆ…ŒใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽ?ใ€ ็œผ้กใ‚’ใ‚ฏใ‚คใ‚ฏใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™ƒๅคœใ€‚ ็ใ—ใ้ ฌใŒใƒ’ใ‚ฏใคใใ€ใฒใใคใฃใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅค•่ผใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใฏ็›ฎใ ใ‘ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ฟ”ใ™ไฟบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Žใตใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใ€ใใฎใพใพใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ‚ชใƒใพใ™ใ€ ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใใฃใŸใ€ๅค‰ใช่ฟ”็ญ”ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็™ปๆ กๆ—ฅใพใงๅพŒไบŒๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€
143 141 Words Confession That's why I'm back. Every time I'm familiar with "Hui Sword Shop Skills George". To exchange information with my sister, Georges, Mr. Announ, etc. in conjunction with the discovery of a new location and the debriefing and launch. "You had a hard time reporting. I understood it smoothly because I had been contacted beforehand by the face of The Hundred Rides of Night. Although the current situation does not seem to be particularly problematic, let's keep this hidden area 'Tenkan' a secret." With the closing of Sin, my sister, the meeting opens, and from then on each one freely blossoms into chatter. "Soru... How can I apply its design, dog ears, cat ears, etc..." Mr. Announ sees Mina and I, and he seems intrigued. After all, as a seamstress, I seem to be concerned about the process of creating equipment. But I don't feel like this is a substitute for how you can do this with sewing. Hairy. "Oh? If so, Anne! Build a dog ear tail everywhere." That's all you have to stop, George. Or is it not the prick who can bury a mollusk with an afro head like Marimo? "Hey, Taro. You want some fried food?" "Oh, I'll use it too." Oops, I forgot to use the "Skill Blessing (Gift) Fried Oil (Abrasive) Beard" that I got because of it. I'm just going to make use of it with Mr. Twa and Mina. : Which skills do you waver points to? Choose one of the mastered: Such a log flows and puts his neck up. "Is that it? Seems like this can only be shaken by one skill, even though it says you get 3 skill points? Mr. Twa squeaks like he speaks for my doubts. "Dedicated skill points?" "Yeah? You get three points, so either way, that's a good item, right? They also come in at night and Yuki to communicate with us. "I'm lost with Munch Skills and Monster Mediator (Tamer)" "Which magic skill shall I make" That's how each swings the point. As far as I'm concerned, there's so much room for skill points, I thought it might be okay to do something other than alchemy, but I still poured it into my fate. : Alchemy skills have increased to LV33: : I have mastered the special derivative (extra) skill Demon Alchemy: Hmm!? Dusting and... Magic Alchemy!? I spare myself while I look at the log to the end and look through the skill section into the description. [Able to break down the material subdivision, powder, liquefaction, etc.] [Requires one of the Alchemy Kits' Flasks, Beakers and Japanese Papers'] [Consumption MP10 (if alchemy kit is used, consumption MP will be halved)] [True alchemists will make use of every object in the creation of all things, even if they turn it into dust.] This is... great abilities...... Does that mean you'll be able to generate finer materials and more advanced alchemy? Besides, the choice for conventional materials, so to speak, allows the extraction of new materials!? Hmm, if you use the alchemy kit, the MP will be halved, which means you may not have to use it to activate it? The answer came right away. [When activating a specific alchemy ability, MP can be consumed and activated without an alchemy kit] [Only the intellectually extremist can understand the true meaning of what is created] Does Rubik mean, you know, a cube with a lot of patterns and colors? I can't be there or not, so I'm just going to activate it. "Oh, Taro!? What's that?" "What? What? Feels like our alchemist will do something to you again? My best friends come by and start observing me, but I don't care. With his right hand gently forward and his palms widened, a grey inorganic cube appeared close to black on top of it. The size is palm size. It floats in the universe, turning very slowly. : Choose a material: Follow the log and remember to select 'Purified Water' and 'Nucleus of Slime' from the item storage. Then, when I wonder if one side of the cube has broken into four, it is identified by the green and blue colors. At the same time, 10 MPs were consumed, but now I'm a fox-equipped MP boost, which is a cool MP holding, so I don't really care. : Complete the cube to unify the colors of each surface into a single color: Are you saying it's not going to be that easy for 'synthesis' to do on the spot without an alchemy kit? I stare silently at the cube and stare at each side. The surface moves exactly as I thought it would, apparently with directional features, and Kashakasha and the cube go through color reassembly. "Alas, Angel Cucumber has begun to wonder again." From the side, I guess I float a mysterious square object with my right hand and it looks like it's moving Kashakasha automatically. After a while, I was able to bring all the faces of the cube to the same color. : Cube completed: Square with light green light. I'll ask Yuki with it floating over my palm. "What does this look like? "Huh? What is it, a beautiful cube? This is quite an interesting alchemy. When I thought of it as "disarming," the square (cube) changed to the original appearance of "emerald potion." "What, was it a potion? "Yes." I laugh at my best friend's surprise. To discuss, the higher the number of materials, the greater the number and variety of colors the cube must have. It was easy this time because it was just two kinds of material, it didn't take that long... but it would take a lot of getting used to activate in parallel with the battle. However, it would be a considerable strength to be able to achieve 'synthesis' without an alchemy kit. Should be very helpful when an item runs out. Moreover, the effects are immeasurable from its appearance, since everything it generates is cubed. Only those who create know the effects they exert. This also prevents you from enlightening your opponent about the item effect, and from a mercenary (player), an odd cube may seem creepy. Useful for bluffing and hatching in PvP. Knock it off. Wonderful, this skill. "Huh..." Thus I played down with this new skill for a while. "Oh, speaking of which" "The day after tomorrow, school day." "Oh, well. What are you gonna do? Yuehui looks at Chirali and me. Following that, Shaking Night also said, 'What are you going to do?' He has spoken silently. ............... I forgot perfectly. The day after tomorrow, during the summer vacation, is the school day with only one day. "Um... I'm sorry I'm talking to you... but I heard a little conversation." And, reluctantly for some reason, Mr. Twa comes into the conversation between the two of us. Somehow it's a hissopotamus voice. Apparently, he's probably trying to tell us what he doesn't want to be heard besides the two of us. "You were talking about school, weren't you? Mr. Twa is confirming with Evening Fai and the others. "No, I'm fine." "Oh, yeah. Actually, we're friends of Leah's, so let's talk about school events." "Uh, yeah." For some reason it seems awkward, Mr. Twa. "Mr. Twa has the same age as the rest of us." The two are encouraging Mr. Twa to try to talk ahead, even as they only look a little suspicious. Suddenly, my best friends are surprised at her for mentioning Yu and Koo's real name. Naturally, I was surprised, too, that I was listening to the way things were going. "I'm sorry I'm late! I am Akane Miyachi. Classmate Miyagi Akane." "Heh!? Who is Mr. Twa? "Uh, two real mods? Remains, I'm so surprised, I don't know if I can confirm..." Mr. Twa, who keeps talking like he's sorry for being so quick with his deck, doesn't realize how we are. No, you're surprised in a different way, maybe you're mistaken. "While I was lost, I should have told you this... sooner, I'm sorry. I was talking about school, so I don't know if it's just right for me to cut it. Shintaro isn't here right now, so I'm going to tell you later, even Koch! Mr. Twa, but Sy...? Best friends who, while stunned, pierce silence. And you two stare at me like you panicked. What are you gonna do, Shintaro? Shaking nights quickening glasses. Evening glow with rare hiccups on her cheeks and a tight grin. We just have to have an eye conversation. My words to return... "Fu, normally, as it were, once I'm och" I was upset, all I could do was respond weird. Two days after school day. Even more so, I am stiffened by confusion and surprise at the fact that Mr. Twa in front of me turns out to be Hikane.
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ใใ‚ŒใŒไธ–็•Œๆจนใฎไธ€ๆŸฑใฎๅŠน่ƒฝใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฐใฃใŸไบ‹ใซใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆฏๆง˜ใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆฌฒใ‚’ๆธ…ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไธ–็•Œๆจนใฎๆ นๅ…ƒใงๅฐ็œ ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใฎ......ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฏๅคๆฅใ‚ˆใ‚Š ใ€Œใใ“ใงใ€ไนๅฐพใ•ใพใฎๆฌฒใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๆต„ๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ๅค‰่ณชใ•ใ›ใฆ้˜ฒใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ‚Šใ€ ็ฐ็Œ›ใงใ€็ฆใ€…ใ—ใใ€่’ใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใใŒไนๅฐพใ•ใพใชใ‚Šใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ“ใใŒใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใŒ็•ๆ€–ใ™ในใ็œŸใฎไนๅฐพใ•ใพใฎใŠๅฟƒใจใŠๅงฟใชใ‚Šใ€ใจไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใซๅŠ›่ชฌใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ ใฏใ€ใใคใใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใ‚’็ฅ็จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไนๅฐพใ•ใพๅพฉๆดปใฎๆ—ฅใพใงใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใŒ่’™ๆ˜งใชใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใซ็ฅ็ฆใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ€้ฃข้ค“ใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๅฎฟ ใฏๆœจใจๅฐปๅฐพใŒ็ตกใพใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚‰ใ—ใใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๅ”ฑใˆใ‚‹ใจๆœจใŒ้’็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใ€็™ฝ็„”ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้ป„่‰ฒใ„้–ƒๅ…‰ใŒใปใฉใฐใ—ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ป„ใฎๅ…‰ใฏใ€ๅทจๆœจใฎ้’ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตธ้ฃŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ€่žๅˆใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใฎ็ฅ็ฆใ€ไธŽใˆๅข—ใ—ใ€ ใณใ‚…ใ‚‹ใ‚‹ใฃใจ้ŸณใŒๅผพใ‘้ฃ›ใถใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๆœจใฎ้ ‚ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็œŸใฃ้ป„่‰ฒใงๅคงใใชๅคงใใช่ŠฑใŒๆ€ฅๆฟ€ใซ่Šฝๅนใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใฎ่Šฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไธธใ„็ฒ’ใŒๅคง้‡ใซๆ”พๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง่Šฑ็ฒ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฉบใ‚’่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏ้‡ๅŠ›ใซๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ”ใจใ่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใฎไธธใ„็ฒ’ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏใ€ๆ•ฐๅๅŒนใ‚‚ใฎ้ป„่‰ฒใ„ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ€ใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ้›ฒใฎไธŠใซใƒœใƒ•ใƒณใจๅผพใฟใ€็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒ”ใ‚ฃใƒ”ใ‚ฃใจๆททไนฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้จ’ใŽๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใƒ”ใƒณใจๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใชใ‚Šใ€‚ไนๅฐพใ•ใพใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจใ‚ใฉใชใ้ฃข้ค“ใฎๅฟƒใซๅก—ใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใ€ๅพŒใฏใฉใ“ใธใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚่กŒใ‘ใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใชใ‚Šใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใŒ้ฃขใˆใ‚’ๅ‡ŒใใŸใ‚ใซใ€้›ฒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ€ใ‚คใƒๆ‘ใ‚„ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญ่ฟ‘้ƒŠใซใพใงๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใฟใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ•ใšใซใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจ......ใ€Ž่‹ฆใ—ใ„ใ€ใ€ใ€ŽใŠ่…น็ฉบใใฎใ‚คใƒคใ€ใ€ใ€ŽๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ€ใ€Ž้ป„่‰ฒใฎไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ•ใชใ„ใงใ€......ใ€ ่ซธๆ‚ชใฎๆ นๆบใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™ฝ็„”ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ไป–ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚่จ€ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ”ใจใใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็ŸฅใฃใŸไบ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใชใ‚Šใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงใผใฆใผใฆใฝใ‚ˆใฝใ‚ˆๅฝทๅพจใ†ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใ‚’ใ€ใ•ใ‚‚้‚ช้ญ”ใ ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆ่ข–ใงใ‚ใ—ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆฒนๆšใ’ใ‚’้ฃŸในใ‚‹ ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ€ๆดฅๆณขใฎๅฆ‚ใไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅๅฃฐใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ......ใ‚ใฆใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใช......ใ€‚
139 137 Words White Flame "Welcome to the Temple Palace of the Second Tail, Tengu Tower." That's what I said, twisted my eyes like a half moon, a white fox-eared witch who giggles. Her condition was somewhere white, and the opposite of the welcome dialogue (line), we both had a cold gaze. Especially when my eyes went to the big slimes that came with me, I didn't miss the shade of hatred running into those polar-colored eyes. We still keep our guard up against NPCs that show such a surprise. The relationship with NPC, I think, would have come to an early understanding if it had used the skill 'Fame'. Like the Twin Witches fight earlier, they must have avoided being surprised. : Nothing in particular: Unlike expected, the relationship came out neutral. Does that mean there's no hostility? "A long time ago, the son of man... even called Wachi, drowned in an unfulfilled hunger, an eating arc... but Wachi received it from the Empty Ladder, by the name of Baek." But what Baiji took out was something light brown. Looking at it... isn't it fried oil? What, this hungry witch? However, unlike the twin girls just now, it is also certain that it is somehow an atmosphere in which dialogue is possible. Bai Xuan looked at me and Mina and said something odd, especially with her eyes on the head. "Besides, while I'm asking this strange question again, I'm a fox. That's a line. I heard a lot of slime bullshit, and I rushed." We decided, bewildered, to listen to her, whether or not we could de-alert the old story that suddenly began. "Watching the eastern realm of Fantasma over Tai's ancient past has become the role of your parents, Kuratsu." A few streets on its tail, the god beast that presides over the nine greeds, the emptiness of the nine tails. Under the protection of such a superorganism, the Demonic Fox Clan seemed to live neatly in a fantasy town (Fantasma). Baek Jin says that the emptiness brake that everyone believes in, apparently tells one friend, 'You want too much, and you have too much greed. My friends quit now' cause I seem to have fallen asleep around here trying to seal all my greed. At that time, the flames of the Nine Tails overflowed by grief burned the surroundings of the Fantasma, and went underground, melting and extinguishing the soil like lava, and dropping the Fantasma Town round the ground. They're stationary because it's helping to hold intruders from elsewhere as a result, and other godbeasts haven't said anything, and they haven't had a significant impact on the ecosystem. Or I can't believe I just fought with a friend and did such a big thing... did you, God? No, a god beast. Anyway, I didn't think a tiny person like us would understand what God Beast thinks. "Hmm? Fantasma is under this cloud, right? Then maybe we're in the clouds above Fantasma... To say that that tree is growing from a fantasy town far below it... "Hmm... if you say it at a lot of altitude, shouldn't it be about 5,000 meters? Five kilometers! I thought it was a big tree at 30 meters, but that's just part of the heavenly side (top) coming out of the clouds... too different scale. "What about that curly, white-haired thing? "That's my mother's tail. Just one bottle." How long is it, the tail of the nine tails! Five kilometers is too scary. "No, what. With the help of Wachi, we inhibit the action of the world tree that produces that slime, and give her protection." A tree that produces slime? Is that the efficacy of a pillar of the world tree? "The trouble is that our mother went to sleep at the roots of the world tree to purify her own greed... and Slime had a slight ability to purify her flesh and greed than she had in ancient times." "Therefore, this is how we denature the slime to prevent it from purifying the greed of Jiu-tai sama little by little" Fierce, disastrous, rough, that's what makes Nine Tails. That's what makes me and Mina so scared of the true Nine Tails. Baekan-san sneers at the big slimes behind Mr. Tough Twa. "Until the day of the resurrection of the Nine Tails, this one will bless the obscure slimes and mark the heart of hunger." As such, Baiji put his right hand on the building where the tree and tail were intertwined. When chanting a chanting thing, the tree bears a blue and white light, and the more yellow flashes from the hands of the whites. The yellow light pushes and fuses as if to erode the blue light of a giant tree. "Blessings of the Demon Arc, Increasing Giving" The sound plays all the way. As it flies, a bright yellow, large flower sprouts rapidly from the top of the tree. From its flowers, some round grain is released in large quantities, rising up in the sky as if it were pollen. But they fall naturally, pulled by gravity. The identity of the round grain is dozens of yellow slimes, "Tough Slime". They bounce bohun on the clouds and when they land they make noise like they are confused with Pippy. I come pinned to Mr. Twa's whining. "Know it. Let the heart of famine paint so as not to get too close to the Nine Tails, and then you can go anywhere." This is how the tough slimes began to emerge beyond the clouds and even in the villages of Ine, Comgi and near Michelangelo in order to outperform the hunger? "Mr. Twa, I want you to touch the slimes." I ask Mr. Twa not to distract me from the whitewash. "What are you saying? "Er... 'bitter', 'I don't want to be hungry', 'help', 'don't add more yellow people'..." The roots of all evil are like that. "Mr. White. Would you like to think of any other way? "The slimes say oh too..." "When you slime, it's not what we know." 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200่ฉฑ ๆˆฆ็ซใซๅผ•ใ้›ขใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบŒไบบ ใ€Œ็งใŒๅ‡บใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅง‰ใฏใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณ่ถŠใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใจ้ป’ๆœใฎ็”ทๆ€งใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใฉใกใ‚‰ใ•ใพใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใˆใˆใจ......ใฏใ„......ใ€ ๅง‰ใซๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒŸใƒŠใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒชใจ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ไป•่‰ใ‚’ใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใชใซใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ใญๆง˜ใ€โ€•โ€•ใ‚“ใŠ่ปŠใซโ€•โ€•ใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใจโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใค้ป’ๆœใŒไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ ใ€Žใ‚ใฎใ€ใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚่จชๅ•ๅ…ˆใ‚’้–“้•ใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใบใ“ใ‚ŠใจใƒŸใƒŠใฏ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€ใใใใ•ใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚้ป’ๆœใฎ็”ทๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ตใƒƒใจใŠ่พžๅ„€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจใ—้ŽใŽใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใซไฟบใจๅง‰ใฏไบ’ใ„ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ โ—‡ ๅ†ใณใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้˜ฒ่ก›็ ฆๅ†…ใฏใ–ใ‚ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ–ฅๅ€™้ƒจ้šŠใจใ—ใฆๆดปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎ ใพใ ๆ•ตใŒๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใซใฏๆ™‚้–“็š„็ŒถไบˆใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏ้–€ไธŠใฎๅŸŽๅฃใซ็ซ‹ใคใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้šฃใซใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจๅบงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ? ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ„ใฆใฏๅฑใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎใ“ใจใชใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใŠไป˜ใใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„่€…ใฏใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใŠๅ‚ใซใ„ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™......ใ€ ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎไบ‹......ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅฃใถใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎ่ฉฑใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒ่žใใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใชใœใƒŸใƒŠใŒไฟบใฎๅฎถใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†่žใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹......ใ„ใ–ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใซๅ›ฐใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใใใ€ใใฎใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒŸใƒŠ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ๅนณๅธธ้‹่ปขใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใ€ไฟบใฎๅฎถใซๆฅใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใคใฃใ“ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹่ฟทใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆไฟบใจๅง‰ใŒ็™ฝๆ˜ผๅคขใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅนณ็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€็พๅฎŸใฎๆ–นใฎ......ไฟบใฎไฝๆ‰€ใจใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใ™ใŽใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ“ใ†ใ€้ ๅ›žใ—ใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹่จ€ใ„ๅ›žใ—ใจใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซ......ใ€‚ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใฒใฃใ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๆ—ขใซๅถใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏๅ”พใ‚’ใ‚ดใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃ? ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ? ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใฃใ‘ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใ ใ™ใƒŸใƒŠใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆ›ดใชใ‚‹ๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’้š ใ—ใใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ•ใฃใใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซๆฅใŸใฎ!? ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“......ใใ‚‡ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไฝ•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅฑใ†ใๆ€ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณไปฅๅค–ใงใ€ใใฎใ€็พๅฎŸใง......ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ใŠๅ‹้”ใฎๅฎถใซใ”่จชๅ•ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ‹้”......ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅถ็„ถใŒ้‡ใชใ‚Šใ€้–“้•ใˆใฆไฟบใฎๅฎถใซ? ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅ‹้”ใฎๅฎถใซ้ŠใณใซๆฅใŸใฎใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ไปŠใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใฃใจใ€ใ„ใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏ......่ปŠใฎไธญใงใ™ใฎใงใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ่จณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚ใ€Žไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใ€ใจ็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅ˜˜ใ‚’ใคใใ€ใ—ใ‚‰ใฐใฃใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่จชๅ•ใฏๅถ็„ถใ ใฃใŸ่ชฌใŒๆฟƒๅŽšใ ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ใ—ใๅคงๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใƒๅ‹ใซใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ่ชฐใ ใฃใฆใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใฃใจใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ‚’ใ„ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ้–“้•ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œ็งใŒ......่จชๅ•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏ...... ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๆœฌๅใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸไบ‹ใซใ€้ฉšๆ„•ใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸ่ชฐ!? ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅง‰ใŒๅ‡บใŸๆ™‚ใซใ€่จชๅ•ๅ…ˆใ‚’้–“้•ใˆใŸใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใญ!? ้–“้•ใˆใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅ˜˜!? ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹่žใๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žๆ•ตใŒใใŸใžใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ใจๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใ„ๅซใณๅฃฐใŒ็ ฆไธญใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใ‚ใใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญ! ไฝ•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใง! ๅ›ใŒใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใฏๅฃŠๆป…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€ŒๆŽขใ—ใŸใœใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆŒใกๅ ดใซๆˆปใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐๆ‚ชใใ€ๅค•่ผใจๆ™ƒๅคœใŒไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใฌๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŒใกๅ ดใฏใ‚ใใ“ใงๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ฅใ’! ใ‚‚ใ†ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใ™ใใใ“ใพใงๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใฃใ€ ใ“ใฎ็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซไบŒไบบใซใชใ‚“ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‚ไบ’ใ„ใ‚’ใƒใ‚ซใƒณใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰......่ฟซใ‚Šใใ‚‹ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅผ•ใ้›ขใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
202 200 Stories, Two People Pulled Away By The War. "Wait a minute, I'll get out." That's what my sister said. From over the intercom, she began to speak to Mina and the man in black. 'Which is it? "Uh... yes..." Asked by his sister, Mina shakes her body with a vikri, and then puts out an indescribable trick. He seemed desperate to think of something, but what the hell is he thinking? "Dear Sir, I was wondering if you'd like to..." Black clothes standing next to Mina whispered and nodded as Mina agreed. 'Um, excuse me. You seem to have misplaced your visit' Pepper and Mina bow their heads, shivering and moving away. Looks like the man in black also bowed down sassy and followed Mina. It's too light, and even this one makes me and my sister hang each other in the neck for what it's like to be a kyoton. * When I logged into Clan Clan again, I was bothered inside the fort of defense. The information brought by the mercenaries (players) of the allies who were acting as scouts seemed to be responsible for this, and preparations for the battle were under way on a rapid pitch. My sister told me that there was still only a little temporal respite for the enemy to attack, so I would sit snuggly next to Mina standing on the wall on the gate. "Heavenly Master? It's not safe to be in a place like this, is it? Hmm. As usual, hmm. "If you mean earlier, fine. Those who are not worthy of the presence of the Heavenly One should not be beside the Heavenly One..." Earlier... From Mina's mouth, I decide that must be an in-game story. What I want to hear is why Mina knows my house. But I don't know how I heard it... I get in trouble with the way I say it when I try to speak up. "Oh, that, that Mina? "What is it, Heavenly Lord?" I see Mina reacting too normally and wonder if I can hold onto her coming to my house. Mina was so flat that it made me think that maybe my sister and I were even daydreaming. "Oh, you know, the real one... you know my address or something? It could have been too direct. More like this, there should have been rhetoric to ask away...... I swallow my spit gobbly and wait for Mina to respond because it's already not going to come true to scratch the words I've put out. "What? You don't know, do you? You told me." Unexpectedly, I can't hide further agitation from Mina, who is a Kyoton. Then why did you come over here earlier!? "So, what... hey, what are you doing today? I almost said what I thought was dangerous. "Clan clan, right? "Oh, no. Other than Clan Clan, its, in reality..." "Uh, we're visiting your friend's house" Friends...... could there really be coincidences overlapping, mistakenly in my house? Or I came to visit a friend's house, and you can do Clan Clan? "But right now, we're doing Clan Clan, right? "Yes." "Um, okay? "Now...... because it's in the car. What's wrong, sir? I don't know why. But Mina's face also raised a question mark: 'What the hell is wrong with you, Heavenly Master?' That Mina can't be lying and giving me a clue. Then the theory that Mina's visit was a coincidence is intense. It was a rare surprise for Mina to open her big mouth. If my friend suddenly tells me this, I'll be surprised who it is, so I'll follow up with you. "Yeah, it could be some mistake, and never mind" "I... visited Shintaro's house... but it can't be Heavenly Master's house" I have to be stunned that my real name came out of Mina's mouth. Who are you!? I mean, when my sister left, you said you had the wrong place to visit!? I'm not wrong, and what the hell is that lie for!? "Hey, that Mina, that" When I tried to find out what it was like, I said, 'We've got enemies. Oh!' and a rushed scream ran around the fort. "Tallo! What are you doing, in here! If you get killed, we're doomed, aren't we? "I'm looking, I'm going back to my quarters." Even worse timing, Evening Fai and Shaking Night find me and pull me with unsaid momentum. "Oh, hey, both of you, wait. Mina." "Mr. Minazuki's place fits right over there." "Hurry up! The Wolf guys are already right over there! "Oh, no." What an explanation to give the two of you to this emergency... Mina and I stared at each other as pokans... and were pulled apart by the footsteps of the impending war.
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46่ฉฑ ็‰นๆจฉ้šŽ็ดš(1) ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€‘ใŒ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใงใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใŒ่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใ‚’้€šใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใŸๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๅŸŽใธใจ็ถšใ ๅ‚้“ใฏ่›‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ†ใญใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๆใใคใคใ€ใใฎ้ซ˜ๅบฆใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๅข—ใ—ใฆๅŸŽ้–€ใธใจ่พฟใ‚Šใคใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไปŠใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใฏๅคšใใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใŒๆŠผใ—ๅˆใ„ใธใ—ใ‚ใ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎไบบๅฃๅฏ†ๅบฆใซ่€ใˆใ‹ใญใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏๅˆฅใฎ็†็”ฑใง ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ›ใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏๅŸŽ้–€ๅ‰ใงๆธกใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆŠฝ้ธๅˆธใงใ€ใปใผๅˆฅๅก”่กŒใใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ! ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใ‚‰ใซ้“ใ‚’ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚ใ‘ใ‚!ใ€ ็Ÿณใ‚’็ฉใฟใ‚ใ’ใฆไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ ‘ๅผทใใ†ใชๅ‚้“ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šไธ่ฆชๅˆ‡ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„่จญ่จˆใŒ็ต„ใฟ่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŸŽ้–€ใพใงใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฏ็›ฎ็ฎ—ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚ˆใ20ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใจใชใ‹ใชใ‹้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๆฉ‹ใฎไธก็ซฏใซใฏ่ฝไธ‹้˜ฒๆญขใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ€ใงใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚‚่ฒทใˆใชใ„่ฒงไนไบบใฏ้‚ช้ญ”ใ ! ่ฝใกใ‚! ่ฝใกใกใพใˆ!ใ€ ๆจชๅน…ใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใฎ้“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใปใฉใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฏๅๅˆ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆๅˆๆ—ฅใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไบบใฏใ”ใฃใŸ่ฟ”ใ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ›ดใซๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชใ“ใจใซใ€ใ‚ˆใๆฉ‹ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้–€ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใฆใ€้“ๅน…ใฏ็ดฐใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒไธ€ๅˆ—ใซ้€šใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹้€šใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่ฆๆจกใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚“ใช! ไฟบ้”ใŒๅ…ˆใซไธฆใ‚“ใงใŸใ‚“ใ ใž! ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ้ †็•ชใฏๅฎˆใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆใชใ! ใฉใ‹ใญใˆใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ !ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‰ใ‚’่กŒใ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒๆญฉ่กŒ่€…ใจๅฃๅ–งๅ˜ฉใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๅผทๅผ•ใซใคใฃใใฃใŸใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฏ†้›†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆญฉ่กŒ่€…ใฎ็พคใ‚Œใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซๆŠผใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆฉ‹ใฎไธก็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฆใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใƒ”ใƒณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚“ใชใฆใ‚ใˆ!ใ€ ไธ€ๅบฆ่ฝไธ‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใพใŸไบบใงๆบขใ‚Œใ‹ใˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ŽๅคงๅŸŽ้–€ๆฉ‹ใ€ใ‚’ๆ˜‡ใ‚Š็›ดใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใกใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ใ„ใใ‚Š็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ซ˜ใใใณใˆใ‚‹ๅŸŽๅฃใซใšใ‚‰ใฃใจๆ•ดๅˆ—ใ—ใŸ ใใฎไธ€้€ฃใฎๅ‹•ไฝœใฏ็›ฎใง่ฟฝใˆใชใ„็จ‹ใฎ็ฅž้€Ÿใงใ€้ฃ›็ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹็Ÿขใ‚‚้ฉšๅ˜†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่ช‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใฃใ€ ใ€Œใกใใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ใ‡ใˆใˆใ‡ใˆใˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฌใ‚‰ใซๆญปใฎ่ฃใใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒ”ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ€ ใซใฏใ€ใพใ ๆžœใŸใ•ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใฌไฝฟๅ‘ฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใ…ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใฝใŠใŠใฃใ€ใบใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใจใฝใŠใฃใ€ ใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงๆดพๆ‰‹ใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใณใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹่€…ใฏใจใฃใ•ใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸ็›พใ”ใจ็ŸขใŒ่ฒซ้€šใ—ใ€ใใฎ่บซใซๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œไผใ™ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็Ž‹ๅŸŽใธใจ็ถšใใ€ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใฏๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ ใ€‚ ๅนณๅ’Œใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ๅค–ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใซ้ ทใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกใฏๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใฆใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€‘ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ๅŸŽใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏๅค–ๆ•ตใŒไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€่จญ่จˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธก็ซฏใซ่ฉฐใฟ็ŸณใŒใชใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๅŸŽ้–€ใธใจ้€ฒ่ปใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅ…ตใŒ้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใ‚’้š ใ™ๅฃใจใ—ใฆๆดป็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้˜ฒใŽใ€่ฝไธ‹ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅˆฉ็‚นใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๅน…ใŒใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“็‹ญใพใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚‚ๅŸŽ้–€ใ‚’ใ‚„ใถใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใฎ้‡ใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅˆใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใพใฃใŸใ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใ†ใ…~ใ‚“ใจๅๆฏใพใ˜ใ‚Šใซๅ”ธใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใฎใ‚‚ใ•ใ‚Šๅ…ทๅˆใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใง่ชฟๆ•ดใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŒใƒใ‚“ใ€ใกใŒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚่ฆๆจกใฎๅฐใ•ใชๆ‘ใจใ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€‘ใฏ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ…ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ ใŸใกใฏใ“ใฎๆœ‰ๆง˜ใง็„กไบ‹ใซๅŸŽ้–€ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ใ—ใคใคใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซใชใ‚‰ใฃใฆ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‹ใฎNPCใฎๆ‰€ๆœ‰็‰ฉใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅบ—ใงใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€้Š€่‰ฒใฎใกใฃใ“ใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใชใ„ใ‹? ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใชใœใ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใฏไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช่ท้›ขใ‚’ไฟใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ๅทปใใฃใฆ็จ‹ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚ฝใƒฏใ‚ฝใƒฏใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸ้ขจๆƒ…ใ ใ€‚ใใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏ้ †่ชฟใชใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใงๅŸŽ้–€ใธๆ˜‡ใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„! ไปŠใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใ„็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅญใŒใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ€NPCใ‹!?ใ€ ใŒใ–ใ‚ใคใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅณๅบงใซไฟบใฏ่ปŠ็ช“ใฎใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎๅงซๆง˜ใ ! ่ˆž่ธไผšใซๅ‡บๅธญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅๅฏพใฎ็ช“ใซใฏ......ใƒ’ใ‚คใƒƒ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใฎใ€ใŠใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒž!?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใ“ใ—ใ€ๅŸŽๅฃใฎๆ™ฏ่ฆณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ๅค–ใซใ€Žใ†ใตใ…ใ‚“ใฃโ™ชใ€ใจใ‹ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚ญใƒƒใ‚นใ‚’็™บๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่ญฆๆˆ’ใฏไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆฑบๅฟƒใ—ใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆบใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจไบ”ๅˆ†ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ๆ–นใŒ้จ’ใŒใ—ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒใ“ใ“ใฏๅ…ˆใซใ„ใใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใญ? ใ“ใ“ใฏๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใฎใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŽšใ‹ใพใ—ใ„ใ“ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŸใ‹ใ ใ‹ใ€ไบŒ้ ญ้ฆฌ่ปŠใตใœใ„ใŒไบŒ้ ญๅ››่ผช้ฆฌ่ปŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใซๆŒ‡ๅ›ณใ™ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใŒ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ‚“? ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๆœ›ใฟใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไธญ่บซใฎใชใ„ใใฎ้ ญใซๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ•ใ—ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใญใ€‚ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒไธŠใ‹ใ€ใจใ€ ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€้“ๅน…ใŒใคใ„ใซ้ฆฌ่ปŠไธ€ๅฐๅˆ†ใ—ใ‹้€ฒใ‚ใชใ„็‹ญใ•ใซใชใฃใŸๅœฐ็‚นใงใ€ไบŒๅฐใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒใคใฐใœใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใใ‹ใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใ‚„ๅพ’ๆญฉใฎ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใใ„ใใŸใ„ใงใ™......ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ไปฃๅผใ—ใŸๅ‘Ÿใใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใพใงๅทจๅคงใชๅŸŽๅฃใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆใ€Žๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฃ! ่ฆ‹ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ใ‚ใฎๅคงใใชๅฃใ‚’! ๅฃใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅคงใใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅŸŽใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅคงใใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹! ็Ž‹ๅญใ•ใพใŒใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใฃใ€ใชใฉใจใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ญใ‚ฆใ‚ญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ไธๅฎ‰ๆฐ—ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸไฟบใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚“ใช้ก”ใซใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไธ€่จ€ใƒขใƒŽ็”ณใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ๅบฆใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใปใฉใปใฉใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใฎใƒญใƒณใงใ‡ใ€ใ„ใ„ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใงใ‚‹ใƒผ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใƒชใƒณใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใƒชใƒณ?ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€่ฉฑใ™ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚‚ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้”ใ‚‚่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใงๅพ…ใฃใฆใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒใใ†ใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ......ใงใ‚‚็„ก็†ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ไฟบใฏไปฒ้–“ใฎไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ€็ช“ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ€ใŠๅงซใ•ใพ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ’ใˆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใŒใ€ไธญใซใฏใŠๅงซๆง˜ใŒไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹!?ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅฃฐใซๅนพไบบใ‹ใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ๅคงใ’ใ•ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅงซๆง˜ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅงซๆง˜ใฃใฆ......ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ‰ใใ†ใช็งฐๅทใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๅงซๆง˜็„ถใจใ—ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใตใ‚‹ใพใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆๆฑ‚ใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ‰“่จบใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€‚ใใ“ใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใง ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŒๅงซใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ ใŒใ€่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ ใชใœใ‹ใƒใƒคใƒผใฃใจไฟบใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€่ฟ”็ญ”ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ไบคๆธ‰ๅคฑๆ•—ใ‹? ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€้ †็•ชๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ€Žใชใซใตใ–ใ‘ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ใฌใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใƒ›ใชๅฅดใฎ้ก”ใฏ้‡‘่ผช้š›ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใญใ‡ใจใชใ€ใจใงใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ•ใ‚“? ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ ็Šถๆ…‹ใŒ็ถšใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’้ฃฒใฟใ€่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใŸๆ–นใŒๆœ‰ๆ„็พฉใ ใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ€ใใ‚Œใซ! ้ †็•ชใชใฉไฟบใ‚‰ใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™! ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๅฅฝใใซใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ้ †็•ชใฏๅงซๆง˜ใŒๅ…ˆใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใใ“ใพใงๆฐ—ใ‚’้ฃใ‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใใ‚Œใˆ้ †็•ชใŒ้…ใใชใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚‚ใ€ไน™ๅฅณใฎๆญฉใ‚€้“ใ‚’้˜ปใ‚€็จ‹ใ€ไฟบใŸใกๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฏ้‡Žๆšฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใœ! ใชใใฟใ‚“ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎไธŠใŒใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅพ’ๆญฉใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€่‚ฉใจ่‚ฉใงใฉ็ชใๅˆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‹ๆƒ…ใจ่ณ›ๅŒใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒˆใ‚ณใชใ‚‰ใงใฏใฎไป•่‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‰ใพใงใฏ ใ—ใŸๆ–นใ‚‚ใ€่ฝใฃใ“ใกใŸๆ–นใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงไฟบใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใ‚‰ใซ้ฉšใใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใฎใ„ใ„่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใ€ใŠ็คผใ‚’่ฟฐในใฆใŠใใ€‚ใคใ„ใงใซๅ–ถๆฅญใ‚นใƒžใ‚คใƒซใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‰ๆ–นใธ้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใ•ใ‚“ๅฏๆ„›ใ„......ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใ‹้“ใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ ใ€Œ่ญฒใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฏใฉใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ๅพŒใŒใคใฃใ‹ใˆใฆใพใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ„ใŒใฟๅˆใ„ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€ๅŒๆ–นใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚‰ใฏไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆฌกใซใ€Ž ใ€Œ่ชฐใ ......NPCใ‹? ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ‹ใ?ใ€ ๆธ‹ๆปžใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่ซธๆ‚ชใฎๆ นๆบใฎ็‰‡ๅ‰ฒใ‚Œใ€ๆฐๅน…ใฎใ„ใ„่ตคใ‚‰้ก”ใฎใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใƒณๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“้•ใ„ใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจ่˜ๅŽณใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹......ใ€ ใ‹ใŸใ‚„ใ€ใ‚จใƒชใƒผใƒˆใถใฃใฆใ‚‹ไธธใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸ็ดฐ่บซใฎ้’ๅนดๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒไฟบใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ้ญ…ๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใจใ€่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใ€่ชฌๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใไป–ใชใ•ใใ†ใ ......ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใงๅพ’ๆญฉ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใŒใ‚ฌใƒคใ‚ฌใƒคใจ้จ’ใŽ็ซ‹ใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใตใคใใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซ็ซ‹ๆดพใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใซไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅงซๆง˜ใŒ่ญฒใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚‰ใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ€็”ทใฎๅ™จใŒใกใฃใกใ‡ใˆใช!ใ€ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใซ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใ‚Œใกใพใ†ใ€ ใ€ŒใกใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใฃใกใฎๅ™จใŒใงใ‹ใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฎๅ‰ใง่จผๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใ ใช! ่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹? ไฟบใฏ่ณญๅšๅธซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใœ!ใ€ ใ€ŒไฟบใฏไบŒ้ ญ้ฆฌ่ปŠใซ1000ใ‚จใ‚ฝ่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใœ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚‰ใฏใ€ไธกๆ–นใŒๆฟ€ๆ€’ใ—ใฆใฟใฃใจใ‚‚ใชใๆšดใ‚Œใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใซ3000ใ‚จใ‚ฝ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŠใ‚ŒใไบŒ้ ญ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใ‚ใ‚“ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ4000ใ‚จใ‚ฝ่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็„ก้ง„ใซใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใฎ้ซ˜ใใ†ใชใ€ใ ใฃใ›ใˆใƒกใ‚ฌใƒ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Œใงใถใฎใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใƒณใ‚‚่ฆ‹ๆ „ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅผทๆฌฒ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้“ใ‚’่ญฒใฃใŸๆ–นใซ่ปๆฏใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้ขจๆฝฎใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€ๆ‰ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚‰ใฏใƒใƒ„ใฎๆ‚ชใใ†ใช้ก”ใงไบ’ใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅŒๆ–นใฎๅฃฐใŒ้‡ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๅงซๆง˜ใซ้“ใ‚’่ญฒใ‚‹!ใ€Œใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไบˆๆƒณใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่ฟ”็ญ”ใงใ€็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒNPCใŒๆŒ‡ๅใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใใ€ใใฎ็ตๆžœใฏใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ใ ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€ŒใฉใฃใกใŒไธŠใ‹ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‚้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใงใ™ใชใ€ ใงใถใฃใกใ‚‡ใŠใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใจใ‚จใƒชใƒผใƒˆใถใ‚Šใฃใ“้’ๅนดใฎไธก้™ฃๅ–ถใฏใ€ๅ…ฑใซไธ‹ๅ‘ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ไฝ“่ฃใ‚’ไฟใคใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใ€ใฉใฃใกใฎ่‡ชๅฐŠๅฟƒใ‚‚็ดๅพ—ใ„ใใจใ€‚ ไผผใŸ่€…ๅŒๅฃซใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใƒ›ใƒณใƒˆใฏไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใฃใฆ็–‘ใ„ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๆฏใฎๅˆใ„ใฃใทใ‚Šใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ถใƒชใจใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใฃใŸใชใใ€้‡Žๆฌก้ฆฌใฉใ‚‚! ่ณญใ‘ใฏๆˆ็ซ‹ใ—ใญใ‡! ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงๅ…ƒ็ท ใ‚ๆ–™ใจใ—ใฆใ€่ณญใ‘้‡‘ใฏไฟบ้”ใซๆธกใ›ใ€ ใตใจใฃใกใ‚‡ใŠใ˜ใŒใ€ๅพ’ๆญฉ ใ€Œใตใฃใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ™ใชใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‚ใชใใฐใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๅพŒ้€€ใ•ใ›ใฆ่ฝใ—ใฆใ•ใ—ไธŠใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚ปใ‚จใƒชใƒผใƒˆๅ›ใ‚‚ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใฎใŸใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎใ›ใ„ใงๅพ…ใŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใช!ใ€ ๆฌกใ€…ใจไธๆœใฎๅฃฐใŒใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€่พบใ‚Šใซใฏ่‚Œใ‚’ๅˆบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ”ใƒชใƒ”ใƒชใจใ—ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆผ‚ใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไธญใ€ไฟบใฏๆ†คใ‚Šใ‚’่ถŠใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฎไธ€่จ€ใ—ใ‹ๆฒธใ„ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ญใƒŸ้”ใฏ้‡‘ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใในใใ ใ€ ใƒ€ใ‚ตไธธใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใฏใ—ใŸใ‚Š้ก”ใงใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงๆ‰ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆ‰€ๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่ช‡็คบใ—ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒ่ฒดๆ—ใซใงใ‚‚ใชใฃใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใจไฟบใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ้€ ใ‚Šใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใจๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงใใ•ใ€่ปŠ่ผชใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใฏๅฐ็‰ฉใงใ€่ปŠ่ปธใฎ้ ‘ๅผทใ•ใฏๆœจ่ฃฝใ‚’ๅŸบๆบ–ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏๅคงใใใ€็ด ๆใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒ้‡‘ๅฑž้กžใ‚’ใตใ‚“ใ ใ‚“ใซไฝฟ็”จใ—ใŸ้€ ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฑใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒไธปใ€ ไฟบใฏๅพก่€…ๅฐใซๅบงใ‚‹ใ€็ดณๅฃซๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ่ตค็›ฎใฎ้ป’ๅฝฑใใ‚“ใซๅ‘ฝใšใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰ใฎใตใŸใคใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ็œŸใ‚“ไธญใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ€็ชใ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใกใ‚‡ใ†ใ ใ„ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฑใฏๅŠ›ๅผทใๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š็ท ใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚„ๅผทใ‚ใซใƒ ใƒใ‚’็™ฝ้ฆฌใซใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎใ‚ˆใฉใฟใชใ„ๅ‹•ใใฏใ€ไธปไบบใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅพก่€…ใฎใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฑใฎๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใฟใŒไผๆ’ญใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฎ็™ฝ้ฆฌใŸใกใ‚‚้›„ใ€…ใ—ใใ„ใชใชใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€็Œ›้€ฒใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใพใธ! ใชใซใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใญ!?ใ€ ๆ…ŒใฆใตใŸใ‚ใไบŒไบบใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠๆŒใกๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚’ใ€ไฟบใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใงใƒ–ใƒผใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅพ’ๆญฉ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใงใ™ใ‚‚ใฎ!ใ€ ๆฟ€็ช้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ใƒ‡ใƒ–็”ทใจใ‚จใƒช็”ทใฎๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใฎๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๆ€ๆƒ‘ใฉใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ•ฐ็žฌใงใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†้ŸณใฏใŠใ•ใพใ‚Šใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ฝไธ‹ใ™ใ‚‹้Ÿณใจๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒ้ ใฎใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ......ใตใ…ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใๅผท็กฌๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ€ใ‚„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸ! ใ€ŒใฟใชใŒๅพ…ใกใ‚ใณใ€็งใ‚‚ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎ!ใ€ ๅ‰ๆ–นใฎใƒใ‚ฟ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใชๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’็ชใ่ฝใ—ใŸใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’้ซ˜ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใ—ใฆๅงซๆง˜ใซใ—ใฆใฏ่ฝ็ฌฌ็‚นใฎ่จ€ใ„่จณใ‚’ๅใใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใฎ้ซ˜ๆšใ—ใŸ ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅงซใƒกใƒƒใ‚ญใฏๅ‰ฅใŒใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‹ใชใƒผใจไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๆง˜ใ€ไธ‡ๆญณ!ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒƒใจใ€ๆญ“ๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใฒใƒผใ‚! ใฒใƒผใ‚! ใฒใƒผใ‚!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ๅงซใ‚ณใƒผใƒซใฏ็žฌใ้–“ใซๆณขๅŠใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€ๆฉ‹ใฎๅพŒๆ–นใพใง้€ฃ้Ž–ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅฃใ€…ใซๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒใ€Ž้Š€ๅงซใ€ใจ้€ฃๅ‘ผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๅซใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€่ˆž่ธไผšใ ใ€ๅงซๆง˜ใฉใ“ใ !? ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ‹!? ใชใฉใจๆตฎใ่ถณ็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅงฟใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†…ๅฟƒใง่‹ฆใ„ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎไธญใซ่บซใ‚’ใฒใฃใ“ใ‚ใŸใ€‚่ƒŒๅพŒใงไฟบใ‚’่ฎƒใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใฎๅคงๆณขใซๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใคใคใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใซใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–ใƒใ‚งใƒณใ‚ธใงใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใฎใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ......ใŠๅงซใ•ใพใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใญ! ใ•ใ™ใŒใงใ™!ใ€ ใŠๅงซใ•ใพใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคฉไฝฟใฎๆ–นใŒใ‚ธใƒงใƒ–็š„ใซๅผทใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏไฝ•ใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฏ้ญ”ๅฅณใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฏๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅ‹้”ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฃใกใ‚ƒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฃใกใ‚ƒใ€ ่‚ฉใ‚„้ ญใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ไฟบใฏๆ—ฉใๅŸŽ้–€ใซ็€ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚
46 46 Stories Privileged Class (1) At the same time that the [Fairy Ball] was soon to take place, a new area was liberated in Michelangelo. That's the hill leading up to the castle (...), just past Lord Theary's mansion. The ramp draws many curves like snakes, while increasing its altitude slightly to reach the castle gate. And now there were many mercenaries rising as they pressed against each other. Mercenaries (players) around them are also starting to wake up and threaten to give way, whether they have been unable to withstand the density of the population or have had a seizure for another reason. "Anyway, I don't have a carriage. You guys are a raffle ticket to be given in front of the castle gate, and you're almost going to another tower! Make way for us, the carriage owners! Although it seems to be a stubborn slope built with stones piled up, this incorporates a design that can be described as quite unfriendly. The height to the castle gate is roughly 20 meters and quite high. In other words, both ends of the bridge should be equipped with railings to prevent falling, as well as, after all, columns and trunks (rakan), but there is no sole. "You can't even buy a carriage. The poor are in the way! Fall! Fall! The width is just enough to say the way to the royal castle. Four meters would be enough. But sometimes on the first day of the event, people are screwed. Worst of all, the road seems narrower as we approach the gate when we often observe the bridge. It is about the size of whether the carriage can pass in a row or not. "You're kidding me! We were in line first! I don't know if you have a carriage, but keep it in order! "I can't let you! If you don't wanna go somewhere, here's the deal! The carriage that goes in front of us got into a verbal fight with the pedestrians and stuck to them forcefully. Then the crowd of pedestrians, which was dense, fell off both ends of the bridge so that they could be pushed out into the carriage. Some mercenaries (players) were bounced off as if they were bowling pins. "You've got to be kidding me! Once you fall, you have to re-ascend the Great Castle Gate Bridge, which is overflowing with people. Dropped mercenaries (players) rush to launch a long-range attack on the carriage. But it's like staring down at us, a god soldier (Deus) lined up all the way up against the walls. Even though the walls piled with enormous stones of gray are only oppressive, they are in addition divine soldiers (Deus). Feared by mercenaries (players), they threw arrows from bows in their hands quickly and ruthlessly, without any trace of dust. The sequence of motions was so divine that it could not be followed with the eyes, and the flying arrows were also proud of their astonishing speed. "Oh." "Chicken, yeah, yeah." "The judgment of death." "Poppy." "Well, there's still a mission that needs to be fulfilled." "Poop, poop, poop" And some wrapped around him, and blew him flashly; and some were able to lay on him, and every shield and arrow pierced him, and stabbed him, and fell down. I followed to the royal castle, watching my own carriage in such a miserable (...) 'Great Castle Gate Bridge' with my own body like I was not involved. It's safe in the carriage. Peace. "Oh, I can't forgive you." I can certainly nod at George's whining as he watched what was going on outside. Did this mean that carriage owners can attend [Fairy Ball] as a priority? It is convincing to design a castle so that it is difficult for external enemies to penetrate. The absence of a stuffed stone at both ends also creates the advantage of preventing enemy soldiers marching to the castle gate from using it as a wall to hide themselves from ranged attacks, causing them to fall. It is also possible to reduce the amount of soldiers trying to smash the castle gate, as the width is narrower and narrower. However, even though it is the first event, I cannot help wondering what the specifications are that do not welcome mercenaries (players) at all. Wouldn't this kill a complaint from a user to the operation? "Is this what every city feels like? George roars around exhaling at Mina's question, answering Afro's with his right hand adjusting how he's doing too. "Amen, no, maybe not. Wow. I hear there's going to be a fairy ball in a small village." Were they able to safely enter the castle gate because of this appearance? While I worry about that, I look at George and peek out the window. "Beautiful carriage..." "Is this some kind of NPC possession? "You've never seen anything like it in a store." "Is there some kind of silver tiny light flying? Oh, my God." For some reason, we have a crowd around our carriage, but we are kept at a subtle distance. I don't know if it's far-fetched, but I'm observing how things are going while I'm soaking up. Thanks to this, our carriage was ascending and packing to the castle gate at a good speed. "Hey! There's a huge beautiful girl right now! "That kid's in the carriage! "After all, NPC!? Following a mercenary (player) whose eyes met, the mercenary (player) in the vicinity began to bother, so I immediately drooped the curtain in the window. "What princess! Are you attending the ball?!? "On the opposite window...... Yikes! "Afro's, oh, okama!? I'd love to see the castle wall landscape, but let's not make a face out of it. I don't know what to say instead, but let's just say I leave my perimeter alert to George firing a 'uh-huh' or a throwing kiss outside. Five minutes to be so determined and slowly rocked by the carriage. Somehow, it's getting noisy up ahead. "Hey, we're going first." "What are you talking about? We're going first." "You didn't say anything thick. But don't tell us it's a two-headed carriage! "I see, the carriage is certainly better that way (wow). But that doesn't necessarily mean it has the same fighting power, does it? "Ah? You want to give it a try? "If you want, I'll slap you in the head with no contents. Which is up there," Once again, rubbing occurs. Apparently, at a point where the road width has finally become narrow enough to go for only one carriage, the two carriages have begun to meet each other, arguing on which way to go first. Because of this, we behind us and the mercenaries on foot (players) are at a standstill. "I want to go fast......" Mina spilling a grunt who spoke for my feelings. I just saw a giant wall of walls and said, 'Heavenly! Look! Give me that big wall! If the walls are that big, is the castle bigger! What would I do if I had a prince? "She was a coward, but now it's an uneasy look somewhere. Earlier, it was me who decided not to put my face out of the carriage, but I can't let you make our cleric look like this. "George, I'm gonna say something for a second, so can I ask you to be on your guard? "Oh, that's about it. I'll keep an eye out for a nice guy. "Heavenly Lord!? "Tallo, where are you going? "Tallo, are you in the carriage? "Talorin, talorin? Send a smile to the panicking minas and fairies that it's okay. "A little, 'cause we're just talking. As it is, we are annoyed and so are the people waiting. The fairies wait in the carriage? "And if that's what Heavenly Master says... but don't push me, right? "Of course." I open the window, put my hands on the edge, and step outside with my buddy's approval. "Hih, princess!? "I thought it was an awesome carriage, but there's a princess in there!? When a few people turn to my voice, they react exaggerated. I'm a princess. A princess... But what a great title, and if I behave like a princess here, I'll see if this request will be easier to follow. "Um, I'm sorry. May I have it through there? I'd like to tell you that my successors are waiting to apologize." Is this the princess? However, the response of the mercenaries (players) spoken to was not pleasant. For some reason, Poyer just stares at me, and there's no response. Negotiation failed? After all, shouldn't I have gone out of order? Do you think I should check the face of such an asshole so that I don't forget the golden circle? "Um, mercenary? Of course, don't worry, after we talk, we'll go back and get the order back on track. I will never act like I'm trying to keep you all company." Oh. Apparently, I may have found it more meaningful to drink and try my suggestions than to keep gluing. "Oh, and! We don't care about the order! Please, do as the princess pleases." "The princess should go first in order! You don't have to worry so much about us." "That's right, that's right, we mercenaries aren't wild enough to hold back the maiden's path, even if it's a little slower! Hey guys!" "" "Ooh! The suddenly tense, walking mercenaries will do a unique trick for Otoko, who is poking each other with his shoulders and shoulders but still showing friendship and endorsement. Yeah, until a little while ago, I fell off the edge of the hill by myself, just like Evening Fair (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya). But if you fall, if you fall, you're looking at me with a gentle smile. I would like to thank them for their surprise, but also for their thoughtful response. Then slowly move the carriage forward with a sales smile. "The princess is adorable..." Then, the mercenaries (players) who gave way to me one after the other said, "It's the Princess's street." "Make way." "Hey, it's the Princess's street! '' Awesome '' Glad to be alive... ' "What about making a concession? I'm holding onto it." Continuing to make contact, the carriage-held mercenaries on both sides looked at me and then took a serious look at "The Carriage of the Silver Sperm (Argents)". "Who... NPC? Is this an event, too? One crack in the roots of all the evils that created the traffic, a red-faced Osama mercenary with a good width, gives a misguided answer. "What a majestic carriage..." Once upon a time, a skinny young mercenary wearing elite round glasses whines as if she had been fascinated by my carriage. With this appearance, there seems to be no other way to overlap words and persuade them... As I tried to open my mouth, a group of mercenaries on foot behind me started making noise. "Princess, twinkle" "A princess in such a fine carriage is asking me to give it up." "What the hell are they, a man's vessel chipped! "The princess laughs at me" "No way." "Which vessel is big, proving it in front of the princess is a sight to behold! You bet? I have gambler skills! "I bet 1000 eso on a two-headed carriage! "Ooh, 3,000 eso for both furious and all around! "No, no, hey, I'll bet you 4000 eso on your two-headed carriage grandma." "Look at that priceless, priceless glasses bastard for nothing." "Osama the Bubba is also a lustful man." Soon the tide began that the military cup would rise to those who gave way, and the carriage-held mercenaries who had rubbed it stared at each other with a bumpy looking face. As if shown together, the voices of both sides overlap. "This place gives way to the princess!" Let's. " That's a response I couldn't even predict, and it gets stiff. "NPC nominated you, so the results are random." "It doesn't matter which way is up or down." So both factions of blah blah blah blah blah blah mercenaries and elite blah blah blah youth had a humble grin together. I see, this can also keep you in shape, and both self-esteem is satisfactory. Are you guys really close to each other? so breathtakingly that I wanted to suspect it, I came to an unexpected unwillingness. "I'm sorry, wild horses! You can't make a bet! So as a tightening fee, give us the stakes." My uncle just became a walking mercenary (player). "Huh. That's the thing. Otherwise, why don't we retract the carriage and drop it? And then, Ethelite, you do something terrible, too. [M] "I'm not kidding! "This one's been kept waiting because of you guys! One dissatisfied voice rose from there, and there began to be tingling air around him that pricked his skin. In the meantime, I only get one more word of fright over my anger. "So that's why. You should leave your money behind." Dasa Round Glasses is a regular face and agrees with what the mercenary (player) who rubbed it just now said. Do they boast that they possess a carriage and intend to become nobles themselves? Then I think. The carriage is well built, but compared to my carriage, the size, the size of the wheel is a trinket, and the stubbornness of the axle seems to be based on wood. My carriage is large, the material is unknown, but it is built with plenty of metal. "Croske." "Yes, my Lord" I order you to sit on your stand, red-eyed black shadow dressed in men's clothes. "Break into the middle of the two previous carriages and push on." Kroske grated the munchkin to the white horse slightly stronger as he clenched his reins vigorously. That unpredictable move reflected a delightful acceptance of my husband's orders. As if the intentions of his crosquet had propagated, my white horses also raised their voices ambitiously and began to advance. "Hey, what the heck!? "Ki, Kimi, stop it now and then! What do you do!? I ignore the two chariot-carrying mercenaries in a hurry and turn them into walking mercenaries (players) flying booming behind my back. "It's the ball of the day! The clash sounds, and the confused voices of fat and eli men go up. As I thought, the sound of bumping into each other in a few moments subsides and instead the sound and screaming of something falling away. ... Phew, seriously hard means to the princess, I did it! "We've all been waiting and I've been looking forward to it! Convinced that I had slammed off the hateful mercenaries in front of me, I exasperate my voice and throw up an excuse for falling for a princess. "So, gentlemen. Please forgive me for being a little upset." I was expecting the princess to peel off the plating. "Long live the princess! Doh, cheered. "" "Hi-me! Hi-me! Hi-me! Princess Cole instantly ripples and chains up to the rear of the bridge. Some mercenaries (players) don't seem to know what was going on, and others are caught screaming because mercenaries around them call themselves' Silver Princess'. Just keep it together, it's a ball, princess Where is it!? Event!? I can also see you floating around like that. With a bitter feeling in my heart, I waved again and snagged myself in the carriage. If you look at your companions in the carriage with chills while you feel embarrassed by the big wave of voices glorifying me behind your back. "Angel, wow, did you even change jobs with the princess? There was an occama there that sparkled my eyes. "Heavenly Master... you were a princess! Exactly!" Though I feel that angels are more job-strong than princesses. What did Mina admire? "Taro's a witch, isn't he? "Taro's a fairy friend." "Tallow, tallow" I laughed bitterly at the fairies flying around my shoulders and head and wondered if I would get to the castle gate soon.
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3่ฉฑ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎไธ–็•Œใธ ็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใฆโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ๅปบ็ฏ‰ๆง˜ๅผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซใ€ไธญไธ–ใƒจใƒผใƒญใƒƒใƒ‘้ขจใฎ่ก—ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ‚นใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใŸใจ้Œฏ่ฆšใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใปใฉใ€่ก—ใฏๆฏใฅใใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ™ใ’ใˆใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‹......?ใ€ ใ€Œ้ขจใŒใใ‚‚ใกใ„ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใพใใ†ใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ไป–ใซใ‚‚ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ถใƒƒใจๆ•ฐๅไบบใฏ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ“ใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไธ–็•Œใซ้ฉšๅ˜†ใ—ใ€ๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ‚’่ƒธใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใ ใ€‚ ไบ”ๆ„Ÿๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใชใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ‰ไปฃๆœช่žใ ใ€‚ ็‰นใซๅŒ‚ใ„ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏVRMMO็•Œใ€ๅˆใฎๅฟซๆŒ™ใ ใใ†ใงใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บใ‚’็ฅ็ฆใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ฉบใฏๆ™ดใ€…ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆ่’ผใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚ˆใ้ขจใฏใ€ใใฃใจ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใไฟบใ‚’ใชใงใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆดปๆฐ—ใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹่ก—ใฎๅ–ง้จ’ใ‚„ๅŒ‚ใ„ใฏใ€ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ™ใ”ใ„......ใ€ ๅบƒๅ ดใฏ่ก—ๅ…จไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚„ๅฐ้ซ˜ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅบƒๅ ดใฎ็ซฏใซ่กŒใ‘ใฐใ€่ก—ไธ‹ใŒ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ›ใใ†ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฏไบบๆททใฟใ‚’ ไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‹ใพใ‚ใš้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅบƒๅ ดใซ็ซฏใพใง่พฟใ‚Šใคใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฌ? ใง็ฉใพใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ™ใ‚Šใซใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ†ใ…ใƒผใƒผใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๆฏใ‚’ๅธใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใใใƒผใƒผใ€ ๅใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅฃฐใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใก่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚‚ๆœ€้ซ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใฏ่ก—ใฎๅ…จ่ฒŒใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅถใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่‰ฒใจใ‚Šใฉใ‚Šใฎๅฑ‹ๆ นใ€็ฉใฟ็Ÿณใ‚„ๆœจๆใ€็ด ๆไธๆ˜Žใฎๅคš็จฎๅคšๆง˜ใชๅปบ็ฏ‰็‰ฉใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰ฉ็†ๆณ•ๅ‰‡ใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใŸใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้šŽใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใซใคใ‚Œใฆๅคชใ•ใจๅคงใใ•ใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€ใƒใƒ“ใƒญใƒณใฎๅก”ใฟใŸใ„ใชไธๅฏๆ€่ญฐๅปบ้€ ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ–็•Œ่ฆณใฏใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‚‹ไธญไธ–ใƒจใƒผใƒญใƒƒใƒ‘ใ‚’้กŒๆใซใ—ใฆใใ†ใชใ€ๅ…ธๅž‹็š„ใชใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใชใ‚ขใƒฌใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใ€ใฒใฃใใ‚Šใชใ—ใซๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใฎ ไฟบใฎๅ‘Ÿใใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็”ทๆ€งใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผๆ•ฐไบบใŒใ€ใญใฐใฃใ“ใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้›†ไธญใ•ใ›ใฆใใŸใ€‚ไธ€็•ช่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใŸ็ท‘ๆฏ›ใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใชใฉใฏใ€ไฟบใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญณใฎ้ ƒใฏ16~18ๅ‰ๅพŒใงใ€ไฟบใจๅคงใ—ใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่บซใชใ‚Šใฏใ€ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…็”จใฃใฝใ„็šฎ้Žงใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ  ไฟบใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ๅฟƒใ‚’ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไปŠใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅค–่ฆ‹ใฏ10ๆญณใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ“ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฏ......ใ€‚ ใƒญใƒชใ‚ณใƒณ......ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใ€ๅผฑ่€…ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใฆ ๅŒๅฃซใงใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚„ใŠ้‡‘ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅฅชใ„ๅˆใ„ใ€ๆˆฆๅˆฉๅ“ใฎๅฅชๅ–ใ€ๆฌฒๆœ›ใฎใพใพใซ็”Ÿใใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ”ใ–ใ‚ŒใŒ่ฌณใ„ๆ–‡ๅฅใฎVRMMOใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚ŠPvPใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผๅŒๅฃซใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใŒๅคš็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๅฐŽๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅนด้ฝขๅˆฅใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ่พบใฎPvPใซใฏๅˆถ็ด„ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€่ฉณใ—ใใฏ่ชฟในใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใซไธๆ…ฃใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒไป–ไบบใซๆฐ—ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่บซใใ‚‹ใฟใ‚’ใฏใŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจ ็ท‘้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€ใƒญใƒชใ‚ณใƒณorๆˆฆ้—˜็‹‚ใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใง็ต่ซ–ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใจใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใฎๅคฑๆ•—็ตŒ้จ“ใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆ็„ก้ง„ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฟ…้€Ÿใซๅˆคๆ–ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ็„ก่จ€ใงใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅ! ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅบƒๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅ…ทๅˆใฎใ„ใ„็™ฝๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใƒ™ใƒณใƒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใใ“ใซ่…ฐใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚“่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใจๅฟตใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ฆ–็•Œใฎๅทฆไธ‹ใซใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใŒ็”Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผๅ ใชใ—ใ€‚ ้ ญ:ใชใ— ่ƒด:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸๅค–ๅฅ— ่…•:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸ็šฎๆ‰‹่ข‹ ่ถณ:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸ้ฉ้ด ๅณๆ‰‹:ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ ๅทฆๆ‰‹:ใชใ— ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใ‚ตใƒช:ใชใ— ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใพใšใฏใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉๅใ ใŒใ€ใพใ ๆฑบใ‚ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚ตใ‚ฏใƒƒใจๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆœฌๅใŒ ๆฌกใซใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ ใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใงๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹็‚นใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‘ใซๅŠ›ใ‚„้˜ฒๅพกใŒไฝŽใใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅผ•ใๆ›ใˆ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใจ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ้˜ฒๅ…ทใฏใพใใ€็ดๅพ—ใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€? ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฃใฆไฝ•ใ ? ๅˆๆœŸ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒๆœจๅˆ€ใฃใฆใฉใ†ใชใฎใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใฃใฆไธ€ๅฟœใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฃใฆ่จญๅฎšใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฃใ‘? ใฉใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๆœจๅˆ€ใ‚’ใƒกใ‚คใƒณๆญฆๅ™จใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚......ใ€‚ ่ฉฆใ—ใซใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใ‚’ใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผ็”ป้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ็ฐก็ด ใช่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใจใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใชใฉใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใ€ใƒฌใ‚ขๅบฆ0 ใƒปใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใซ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹้›‘ๆœจใƒญใƒผใƒŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸๆœจๅˆ€ใ€‚ ใƒปๅฟ…่ฆใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น ๅŠ›1 HP20 ใƒปๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›+2 ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒๅŠ›ใŒ1ใจHPใŒ20ไปฅไธŠใ€‚ ใพใ•ใซไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใ”ใๅผฑใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป–ใฎๅˆๆœŸ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ดใƒŸใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ ใ€‚ ่–„ๆฑšใ‚ŒใŸๅค–ๅฅ—ๅงฟใงใ€่…ฐใซๆœจๅˆ€ใ•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฃใฆใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใƒใƒณใƒใ‚ฏใƒชใƒณใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰่ก—ไธญใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟต็„กๅŒใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅˆใ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใฟใ‚“ใชๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใงใ‚‚ไธ€ใค็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็งฐๅทใ ใ€‚ ใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Ž่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใจไธญ่บซใŒใใใ‚ใชใ„้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ใใฎๅนผใ„ๅ™จใซใฏ่€็ทดใฎ้ญ‚ใŒๅฎฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไป–ใฎ่€…ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซๅŠน็Ž‡ใฎ่‰ฏใ„่กŒๅ‹•ใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‹ฅใ•ใ€็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ไฟใก็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ่†จๅคงใช้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒใ€้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ๅงฟใฏใพใ•ใซ้ญ”ๅฅณใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ๅ–ๅพ—ๆกไปถ:่‹ฅ่ฟ”ใ‚Šใ€‚ ๅŠนๅŠ›:ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ๆ™‚ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅ–ๅพ—้‡ใŒ3ๅ€ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏๅฅณไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ‚„่‹ฅ่ฟ”ใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ„ชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ็†่งฃใงใใŸใ€‚ ............ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎ็งฐๅทใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ฐใ‹? ใ“ใ‚Œใ“ใใƒใ‚ฐใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็งฐๅทใฎๅŠนๅŠ›ใŒๅŠ็ซฏใชใใƒใƒผใƒˆใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ๆ™‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ3ๅ€? ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใ„ใ†ไฝ็ฝฎใฅใ‘ใ‚’ๆœชใ ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ไฟบใ ใŒใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฃใฆๆŠ€ใจใ‹ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹้š›ใซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฃใ‘? ใใ†่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ„็งฐๅทใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹......? ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ......ใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–ฝ่จญใŒ่ฟ‘ใใซใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ•ใฃใใใƒžใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€่ก—ๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’็ขบ่ช......ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ€่ธ็ ดใ—ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใชใ„ใจใƒžใƒƒใƒ—ใซ่ฉณ็ดฐใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ๅนธใ„ใซใ‚‚ไฟบใŒไปŠ่…ฐใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใƒณใƒใฎๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅดใซใ€Ž่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅบ—ใŒใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ปใƒณใ‚นใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขใ—ใฆ็งฐๅทใ€Ž่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ใŒใฉใ‚ŒใปใฉใฎใƒขใƒŽใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ‰‹ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅค–่ฆณใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚‚่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ณช็ด ใชๆœจ่ฃฝ้€ ใ‚Šใฎๅบ—ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นๅผตใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ๅฑ‹ๆ นใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€้‡‘ๅฑžใฎ็ดฐใ„ๆฃ’ใ‚’ๆ›ฒใ’ใŸใ‚Š็ตกใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆไฝœใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็ด‹็ซ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช ็€Ÿๆด’ ่ฉฆใ—ใซๅบ—ๅ†…ใ‚’ใฎใžใ„ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ๅ››่ง’ใ„่‰ฒใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใŒ็ธฆ2ๅˆ—ใซใฏใ‚่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’ใใฃใจ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ˜ใ‚ƒใพใ—ใพ~ใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚‰ใใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ“ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใใŸใ‚ใญใ‡ใˆใˆใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใ€Œๅคฑ็คผใ—ใพใ—ใŸ~ใ€ ใงๅญฆใ‚“ใ ไฟบใฏใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซ่ฟ…้€Ÿใซใ€‚ ๅ›žใ‚Œๅณใ ใ€‚ ็ฅž้€Ÿใฎ้€Ÿใ•ใงใ€ๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใŸไฟบใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ๅบ—ไธปใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฏๆญปใ‚’่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใŸใปใฉใฎๅฏ’ๆฐ—ใŒ่ตฐใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ…ใ€ใ‚‚ใ‰ใฃใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใกใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใ„ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซใ€ใชใƒปใ‚Œใƒปใชใƒปใ„ใƒปใ‚ใƒปใ‚ˆใƒปใ‚“ใ€ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžๅบ—ไธปใซใฒใฃใฑใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅบ—ๅ†…ใซๅผ•ใใšใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ......ใ€ ใ€Œใชใใซใ€ใ†ใ‹ใชใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‡ใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅฎŸ่ฃ…ๅˆๆ—ฅใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใŸใฃใใ•ใใ‚“ๅ†’้™บใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใชใ€ ใพใ•ใซใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใจใฎๅฏพ้ขใŒๅ†’้™บใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ™ใ”ใ„ๅ€‹ๆ€ง็š„ใช NPCใจใฏใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๆ“ไฝœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใงใฏใชใใ€ใƒ—ใƒญใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ ใ€ใคใพใ‚ŠใƒญใƒœใƒƒใƒˆใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‡ใ€ใ†ใกใ‚’่ฆ—ใใซใใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‚ใใ€ ใŠใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ๅบ—ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ NPCใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ่‚ฏใจ็ญ”ใˆใฆใŠใใ€‚ไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ๆฉŸไผšใชใฎใงใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ“ใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ€ใใ†ใชใฎใ‰ใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒ‘ใ‚„ใƒžใƒžใฏไธ€็ท’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ?ใ€ ใ ใชใ€‚ไฟบใŒๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใ„ใ†ๅค–่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฟƒ้…ใพใงใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€‚PvPใŒๆŽจๅฅจใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏใ€ๅ…็ซฅไฟ่ญทใƒ—ใƒญใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ ใจใ„ใ†ๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒ้‹็”จใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ™ƒๅคœใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฎไธ€็ซฏใชใฎใ‹? ไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฟƒๅบ•ๆฐ—้ฃใ†่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใš่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ ใ‘ใฏใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅญใŒใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’้Šใถใ ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฑ้™บใ™ใŽใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใฏใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ€ ไฟบใฏใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎใ‚ปใƒชใƒ•ใ‚’ใ•ใˆใŽใ‚Šใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎNPCใŒใฉใ“ใพใงใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹AIใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ๅค‰ใชใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใซๆ•ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ“ใฎ่ก—ใ€Œๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใ‚’ๆŽข็ดขใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใฏ็ฐกๆฝ”ใซๆธˆใพใใ†ใจๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ‚“~ใใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใพใšใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฃใฆไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ ไฟบใŒ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’้ฎใฃใŸใ“ใจใซ้–ขใ—ใฆไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎไธๅฟซๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใšใซๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ€‚ NPCใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝ“็„ถใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆ็ซ‹ใ•ใ›ใ€ใ‚ใพใคใ•ใˆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚„ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใ€้€†ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎNPCใ™ใ’ใˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ŽๆŠ€ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็‰นๅฎšใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใคใŽ่พผใฟใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซLvใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‘ใฐใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€ๆŠ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‰ใ€ใคใŽ่พผใ‚€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ“ใงใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„่‡ช่บซใฎ่ƒธๆฟใ‚’ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒณใฃใจๅฉใใ€‚ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใฏๅบ—ๅ†…ใฎ็ช“้š›ใ‚’่บซๆŒฏใ‚ŠใงๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ™ใ€‚ ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใใกใ‚‰ใซๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€ๅ…‰ใซๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจ่ผใๆฐดๆ™ถใฃใฝใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ็ถบ้บ—ใซ้™ณๅˆ—ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใๆฐดๆ™ถใฃใฝใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธŠ้ƒจใซ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚’็œบใ‚ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใฎ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใŸๆฐดๆ™ถใฏใ€็ฅ็€่‰ฒใ‹ใ‚‰็‚Ž่‰ฒใ€็ฉบ่‰ฒใ€็ฟก็ฟ ่‰ฒใ€็ดซ่‹‘่‰ฒใ€้‡‘่‰ฒใ€้ˆ่‰ฒใ€้€ๆ˜Žใชใ‚‚ใฎใจ็จฎ้กžใ‚‚่ฑŠๅฏŒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎๅบ—ใซใฏๅฃฒใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€็ใ—ใ„ ไธ€้€šใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒผใƒ„ใŒไฝ•ๅ€‹ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใƒปๆฐด้ญ”ๆณ•ใƒป้ขจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใƒปๅœŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใƒป้›ท้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไบ”็จฎ้กžใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ€็‰นใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธ–็•ŒใซใใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆดพๆ‰‹ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏไฟบใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ“ใจใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ…จใฆ่ณผๅ…ฅใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๆ‰€ๆŒ้‡‘ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚‚800ใ‚จใ‚ฝใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ€็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ€ๅŒๅ‰ฃใ€็›พใ€ๅคง็›พใ€ๆงใ€ๆ–ใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅ…จ้ก500ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ่‚ๅฟƒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏ......ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธŠๆฎตใฎๆ–นใซใฏ็”Ÿ็”ฃ่ทๅ‘ใ‘ใฎๆญฆๅ™จ้›ๅ†ถใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€้˜ฒๅ…ท้›ๅ†ถใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๆœจๅทฅใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€่ฃ…้ฃพใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€็šฎ็ดฐๅทฅใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๆ–™็†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€่ฃ็ธซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใฉใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ3000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซๆœ€ไธŠๆฎตใซใฏ......ใ†ใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใใ“ใฎ่ธใฟๅฐใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ ๅบ—ไธปใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏ็ซ‹ๆ–นไฝ“ใฎๆœจๆใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็„ก่จ€ใง่ธใฟๅฐใ‚’้™ณๅˆ—ๆฃšใฎๅ‰ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไน—ใฃใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใง่ฆ–้‡ŽใŒ้ซ˜ใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€ไธŠๆฎตใฎ ไธ‹็ดšๅฌๅ–š้ญ”ๆณ•50000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚้ญ”ๅ‰ฃๆŠ€35000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ้›ทๆ’ƒ้ญ”ๆณ•45000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ๆฐท็ต้ญ”ๆณ•40000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅผทๅŠ›ใใ†ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๅใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใšใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใซ่ƒธใ‚’่บใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ซ˜้กๅ•†ๅ“ใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒๆฃšใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจ็•ฐๅฝฉใ‚’ๆ”พใค ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใŸใฃใŸใฎ800ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ้‰„ใ‚’้‡‘ใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ€‚ไธ‡็‰ฉใ‚’ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ€ๆœช็Ÿฅใชใ‚‹็‰ฉไฝ“ใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ—ใ€็ฅžใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไพตใ™็ฆๅฟŒใฎ่ก“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅบ—ไธปใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅณๆ–ญๅณๆฑบใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚‰~ใ‚“ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ€ ๅบ—ไธปใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใฏใ€ไฟบใŒใฉใฎ่ผๅ‰ฃใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏ็ดซใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใ‚’ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‹ใจๅผท่ชฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚็œผใ‚’ใƒ‘ใƒใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ‘ใƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใŠๅ‹งใ‚ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹็„ฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟบใฎ่ชฌๅพ—ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไธ€่ฆ‹ใ€ไพฟๅˆฉใใ†ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒๅคšใ„ใฎใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅฐ‚็”จใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ‡ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€‚ ้ซ˜้กๅ•†ๅ“ใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒŠใƒผใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ไธ€ใคใ ใ‘ๅฎ‰ใ™ใŽใ‚‹่ผๅ‰ฃใ€‚ ๅบ—ใฎNPCใŒ่ฒทใ‚ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจ่–ฆใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹......ใ€‚ ๅบ็›คใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆ‰€ๆŒใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้‹ๅ–ถใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ€ฅ้€ ็š„ใชใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚น่ชฟๆ•ด็ญ–ใฎใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐ? ใ“ใ“ใพใง็Šถๆณ่จผๆ‹ ใŒใใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅฐŽใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ญ”ใˆใฏใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚น้–‹ๅง‹ๅˆๆ—ฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ฐใงใ€่กจ็คบ้‡‘้กใ‚’้–“้•ใˆใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใช!? ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚‚10000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฏ่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใ€่ถ…ใƒฌใ‚ขใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฎๆ™‚ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅคฑๆ•—ใฏไบŒๅบฆใจใ—ใชใ„ใจๆฑบใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใ€่ฒทใ†ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ไปŠใ™ใใ€ใ“ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ ๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚ๅผ•ใ‹ใชใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใง่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใŠๅ‹งใ‚ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰......ไป–ใฎๅบ—ใซใ‚‚ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใŠๅพ—ใจๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ไป–ใฎๅบ—ใซใ‚‚ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ‚‹......ใŠๅพ—ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎๅบ—ใ ใจใ“ใฎ้‡‘้กใฎไฝ•ๅ€ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซไป–ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๆญ“ๅ–œใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๆ†‚ใ„ใฎๅธฏใณใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใง็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ๅบ—ไธปใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใใใ•ใจ800ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šๆ‰€ๆŒ้‡‘ใฏ200ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ในใฃใ“ใ†่‰ฒใฎๆฐดๆ™ถใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงๆŠฑใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒใคใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใซใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ ใ•ใฃใใไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅคงใใชๆฐดๆ™ถใฎๅกŠใŒๆทกใ็™บๅ…‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใใ€ใใฎๅ…‰ใฏใ‚ใจใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใฎๅˆƒใธใจ้›†ๆŸใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่ƒธใซ็ชใๅˆบใ™ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ!?ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžๅบ—ไธปใฎใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใซๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ ่ผใๅˆƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ผใใŒๅคฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใชใใชใฃใฆใ€ใŸใ ใฎ็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚“ใ€ ใพใ€ใพใ˜ใ‹! ่ถ…ใƒฌใ‚ขใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ใ€ใƒ“ใƒ“ใฃใฆ ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ่ก—ใฎNPCใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใชใ‚“ใ‹่จ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ผใๅˆƒใ‚’ๅนผใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ่ƒธใซใ€่‡ช่บซใฎใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใตใฃใใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ่ƒธใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ€‚ ใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ่ƒธใซ่™น่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใกใชใŒใ‚‰ๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใ€ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚นใง :ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒป้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใพใ—ใŸ: ใจใ„ใ†ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ญใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ฟใ‚ญใ‚ฟใƒผ! ไฟบใฎๆ–ฐ ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ€‚ ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ•ใฃใใ่ชญใ‚€ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“็”จใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใ€Žๅคฉ็งคใ€ใ‚’็”จใ„ใฆ็ด ๆใƒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๅค‰ๆ›ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใƒปไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใจไธกๆ–นใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“็”จใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใ€Žๅคฉ็งคใ€ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ—ฉใใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’่ฒฏใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใใชใ•ใ‚ใ„ใ€ ใ‚’็ชใใ€ๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใช็žณใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใฎ่‰ฒ้ป’ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใฏๅคฉ็งคใ‚‰ใ—ใใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใซใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ๅคฉ็งคใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ๆฐ—่‰ฒๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใŒใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใจ็พŽใ—ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้Œฏ่ฆšใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใƒ—ใƒชใƒใƒผใชๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚‚ใ‚ใใซ็™บๅ‹•ใงใใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใปใ—ใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚“โ™ช ใใ‚Œใซๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใ›ใšใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใใชใ•ใ„ใ‚“โ˜†ใ€ ใใ†ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’้€ฃ็™บใ—ใฆใ€ๅคฉ็งคใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžNPCใ€‚ ไปŠใพใงใ‚ญใƒขใใฆใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๅŒ็œธใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใณใซไธก็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‚€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใงใใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไธๅ™จ็”จใงๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฉ็งคใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ Lv10 ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ๅผ•ใใŒๆŒใกๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใพใ™: ใธใƒผใ€‚ใ“ใฎNPCใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚Lv10ใฃใฆใ™ใ”ใ„้ซ˜ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚้“็†ใงไฟŠๆ•ใช่บซใฎใ“ใชใ—ใงใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๅบ—ใฎไธญใซๅผ•ใใšใ‚Š่พผใ‚ใŸ่จณใ ใ€‚ ๅ–ๅผ•ใ‚’ๅ—่จ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้ธๆŠžใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใซใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€ใƒฌใ‚ขๅบฆ1 ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹้š›ใซๅฟ…่ฆใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€‚ ๆ€ง่ƒฝใƒปๅค‰ๆ›ใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใ‚’2%ๅบ•ไธŠใ’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŽใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“็”จใฎใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏNPCใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใคใ ใ€‚ ใซใคใ„ใฆไธ€ใ‹ใ‚‰่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€่ถ…็ตถใƒฌใ‚ขใช้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆ ผๅฎ‰ใงๅฃฒใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใพใคใ•ใˆ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใพใง่ญฒใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒใ€่ค่‰ฒ็ณป็ดฐใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใงใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใชใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆๅŒ–็ฒงใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฏใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ“ใผใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใŠใญใˆใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใ‚‚่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใŸไฟบใฏๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“โ™ช ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€็”Ÿๆ„ๆฐ—ใ‹ใจใŠใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ๅญใ ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใจใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๅฃฐใŒใ™ใ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿฟใใ€ใคใ„ใงๅŠนๆžœ้ŸณใŒไฟบใซๅฑŠใใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒใƒผใƒณใ€ :ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ Lv10ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใŒๅฑŠใ„ใฆใพใ™: :็”ณ่ซ‹ใ‚’่จฑๅฏใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?: ใใ‚“ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ€‚ ๅˆใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใฎ็ฐกๆ˜“็š„ใช่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใŠใ‚ˆใณใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๆตใ—่ชญใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผ้–“ ใซใŠใ„ใฆใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใŒใฉใ‚“ใชใซ้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใƒป้€š่ฉฑใงใฎใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไพฟๅˆฉใชๆฉŸ่ƒฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใชใฎ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“? ใใ†ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ 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3 3 Stories To The World Of Mercenaries In a dazzling light... To see the architectural style, you can call it a medieval European-style city. The city was so breathtaking and real that I had the illusion that I timeslipped. "Clan clan. Awesome." "Is this the game...? "The wind is good" "It smells good! There seemed to be other players who had just logged in, and Zach and dozens were seen observing the perimeter again. Everyone was amazed at this new world and seemed not to have overwhelmed the excitement in his chest. Of course, I'm one of them. I've never heard of a game where it's possible to feel all five senses. Especially when it comes to smell. VRMMO world, they say it's the first feat. The sky is clear and pale, as you are congratulating me on the adventure that is about to begin. The breeze gently pushes me back. The hustle and bustle and smell of a vibrant city fumble my expectations for future adventures without refusal. "Really amazing..." Looking at the square from across the city, it seems it is somewhat elevated. When I went to the edge of the square, I decided I was going to be able to see downtown, and I would sew up the crowd. I think some of them were staring at this one, but I don't care. Proceed. And I got to the edge of the square. Me, brick? On the railing loaded with, with both hands. "Suuuuuuu" Breathe as much as you want. "Ha ha." I threw up. I was a little concerned about my adorable voice but it feels good. Great view too. From here it was not possible to see the whole city, but nevertheless you can see colorful roofs, loaded stones and timber, and a wide variety of buildings of unknown material. Incredible buildings like the tower of Babylon can also be seen chilling, ignoring the laws of physics, obviously increasing in thickness and size as the floor rises. Worldview is a typical fantasy array, as is often the case with medieval Europe. One end (once) of the people moving around such buildings could be glimpsed. You picked up my whine, a couple of male players around me, and you've been focusing your twisted gaze. The green-haired boy and the like who was closest to me even show a bareback wondering if I should talk to him. I was around 16-18 when I was old and not much different from me. You are a mercenary (player) dressed in beginner-looking leather armor. I raise my guard. My appearance now is 10 years old. The girl there. Whoever tries to talk to me like that... Loricon...... or are you going to fight me by judging me weak (...)? Mercenaries (players) take each other's gear, money, items, loot, live as they desire, everything is complaining about VRMMO. In other words, PvP, we have a system in place where players fight each other more often. Depending on the age, there seems to be a constraint on the PvP around here, but I haven't looked into it in detail. Sometimes I am a beginner in online gaming, and I was concerned that if someone else was tempted to be unfamiliar with the game, I would get rid of the gesture. The green-haired boy is a lollicon or combat freak. Once we have come to that conclusion, the rest of the action is decided. I would never waste my experience of failing in a confession. Decide calmly and quickly. Dash silently! Away from the square where the beginners were gathered, I sat there because there was a nice white wood bench. And once I decided to check my status. When you think of it as a menu, a menu window occurs in the lower-left corner of your vision. No character name. Head: None Torso: Soaked coat Arm: Soaked Skin Gloves Foot: Soaked Leather Shoes Right Hand: Rhone's Wooden Knife Left Hand: None Accessories: None Here's the thing. First of all, it's a character name, but I hadn't decided yet. When I decided that it would be a good idea to make a crisp decision about this kind of thing, my real name was Shintaro (Jintaro), and I decided to use the name Taro in an honest manner. Next status. The thing that bothers me about the stats is that they are somewhat low in strength and defense, which in turn is fast and intelligent. The protective equipment is, well, convincing. Rhone's wooden knife when it comes to weapons? What's Rhone? What if the initial equipment is a wooden knife? Didn't a player once set you up as a mercenary? What world have mercenaries using wooden knives as their main weapon...... Tapping Rhone's wooden knife from the menu screen to try it came up with a brief description, as well as the stats needed to equip it, the attack power, etc. "Rhone's Wooden Knife" rarity 0 -The wooden knife created from the miscellaneous Rhone growing there. * Required status force 1 HP 20 - Attack + 2 The required stats to equip are 1 force and 20 + HP. Exactly what I meant, but I found out it was a very weak weapon. Other initial gear has the same garbage level. No matter where you look at a girl in a thin dirty coat with a wooden knife on her hips, she's not a mercenary. That's why it's depressing to see mercenary (player) people walking around the city looking at me. But it was unfortunate when it came to equipment, but I'm convinced that this would be the same for everyone at the beginning. But there was one part of me that wasn't convinced. It's a title. Tap the menu just like Rhone's wooden knife to read the description. "An Old Girl" A magical girl whose appearance and contents don't match. Because its young vessel is home to a sophisticated soul, it can act much more efficiently than others. Youthfulness, the immense amount of magic that can keep you looking good, overflowing from your hair is just the witch itself. Acquisition Conditions: Rejuvenation. Effectiveness: triple the amount of skill points acquired when leveling up. I don't know, I could understand that Clan Clan is an excellent game that also caters for feminization and rejuvenation. ............ What, this title? "Is that a bug? Is this the bug? Besides, I find the title to be half as cheesy as it is. Three times the skill points you get when you level up? I haven't figured out the position of skill in the clan clan yet, but wasn't it like skill shakes skill points when mastering moves and stuff to increase skill levels? Isn't that an awesome title to think about...? I'm not sure what my skills are in the first place. "Skills, skills..." I just checked the map and checked the whole city... I couldn't. Apparently, once this clan clan doesn't show any details on the map unless it's where it stepped. but fortunately there was just a store across the street from the bench I'm sitting on right now called "Hui Ken Shop Skills George". Regardless of your naming sense, you might get a clue as to how much of a thing the title 'Skilled Girl' is in terms of your skills. Plus the exterior was pretty elaborate and the atmosphere seemed nice. It is a quality wooden shop and many parts are glazed. From the roof, are they made by bending or entangling thin bars of metal or hanging spicy (shaggy) ornaments like crests? In short, it gave a stylish coffee shop look. Let's take a look inside the store to try it out. Gently open the wooden door with square coloured glass tucked into two vertical rows. "Grandpa Shima ~ Su" "Oh my gosh. Again, it's so cute." "Excuse me ~" I learned in my confession, calmly and quickly. Turn around. Right. At the speed of divine speed, I was about to close the door. The shopkeeper grabbing my arm. Honestly, when I got my wink flown, I ran cold enough to be ready to die. "Mmm, ooh. You're a good mercenary." I was dragged into the store so that the Okama owner could snap me. "Ah, ha..." "Hey, you look like you don't want to. It's not the first day of Clan Clan implementation, Takusa. Have an adventure." It's an adventure to meet you face to face. I also had a very distinctive NPC "Non-Player Character". NPC is not the player who manipulates characters, it's like a program, or a robot. "So, you came to peek at us. Wow, does that mean you're here to buy Hui Sword (Arts)? Oops. It still seems to be a skills-related store. "Oh, yes." Answer the NPC question with Ken. This is just the right opportunity, so let's pull as much information out of this okama as possible. "Oh, yeah. Aren't you supposed to be with Mom and Dad? Nicely done AI nonetheless. I didn't expect you to worry about me like this from the way I look like a girl. On Clan Clan, where PvP is recommended, Shake Night said a feature called Child Protection Program is in operation, but is this one end of the spectrum? I've been staring at you with a heartfelt look about me, so I'll just reply to you for now. "It's too dangerous for such a pretty girl to play Clan Clan by herself." Don't worry, Hui Sword (Arts)? Tell me about it " I whisper the Okama line and start asking questions. It's unclear how far this NPC is loaded with AI that can handle the question, but there is a desire to explore the city's "pioneering city of Michelangelo" more than being caught by a weird Okama NPC. So I decide to keep the exchange concise. "Mm-hmm. - Right. You know what skills are first? "No." Okama responds without any discomfort regarding my blocking of words. Because it's NPC, naturally, but I didn't expect it would open up the conversation and even let me ask the opposite question, considering the circumstances and circumstances here... Clan Clan's NPC is awesome. "Skill means using the skill points you have gained to increase your skill level and acquire abilities." "Ability?" "Well, abilities are simply 'moves'." He said he can master abilities and moves if he puts his skill points into a specific skill and raises his skill LV. "You get your skill points, it doesn't make sense if you don't have the skills to stick around, does it? "So it's our turn." Okama slaps his thick chest plate with a dong. Okama NPC refers to the window in the store as a gesture. They catch me, I'll put my neck around you. There was a beautiful display of sparkling crystal-like objects reflected in the light that plunged through the window. Often staring at something crystalline, a dagger was piercing the top. "That's..." I begin to look at the array of bright swords (arts), large and small. The dagger's pierced crystals were also rich in amber to flaming, empty, emerald, purple garden, gold, blunt, and transparent. "I don't sell it to those stores, I have a rare shiny sword (arts) in my house. Wow. Take a look." I looked all the way through and there were a few arts that bothered me. The five magical skills of fire magic, water magic, wind magic, earth magic, and thunder magic were particularly eye-catching. Because I've come to the game world, I have a desire to unleash some flashy magic. But naturally, I didn't have enough money to buy everything. Every magic skill is 800 eso. Other weapon skills included daggers, one-handed swords, two-handed swords, two-swords, shields, large shields, spears, canes, short canes (wands), axes, bows, short bows, flails, and hammers. This is 500 eso for the full price. The key wooden knife skills are...... not. On the upper level were weapons forging skills, armor forging skills, woodworking skills, decorative skills, skincare skills, cooking skills, and sewing skills for production jobs. This is 3000 eso. And on top of that... I don't see it. "Angel, you can follow the steps there." The shopkeeper, Okama, comes pointing to the wood of the cube. I silently moved the stepping stone in front of the display shelf and rode it so it wouldn't get out of balance. This resulted in a higher field of view, and the top-level Shining Sword (Arts) could also be captured in view. Lower Summoning Magic 50000 eso. Demon Sword moves 35000 eso. Thunder strike magic 45000 eso. Ice magic 40000 eso. All the bright swords (arts) of great sums were lined up. They all seem to be powerful skill names. All in all, I discovered a hell of a lot of things when I was making my hopes jump to acquire these skills. In the place where all the expensive products were arranged on the shelves, there was a shiny sword (arts) that emitted potpourries and colours. That (...) Alchemy skill is only 800 eso. Alchemy that turns iron into gold. A contraindication that changes everything, creates unknown objects, and even invades the realm of God. "Store owner, this please" Instant Instant. "Oh, I wonder which." The store owner, Okama NPC, didn't seem to have checked which Hui Sword I was looking at. "Alchemy Sword (Arts)." "And, angel..." Okama patched his eyes over and over again to emphasize whether the purple eyeshadow was still this. "I can't recommend this skill Wow" Okama NPC starting my persuasion in a hurry somewhere. "This skill seems convenient at first glance, though. Actually, there are a lot of things that don't help. Plus, you're gonna need a special alchemy kit, right? This, no way. Only one too cheap shiny sword, placed in a corner of expensive products. I would recommend that the NPC in the store should not buy it...... Flag for rapid balancing measures from operations so as not to allow overwhelming skills to be possessed from the beginning? So far the circumstantial evidence is in place, and the answer to be guided is: Yes, the bug on the first day of service made me feel wrong about the amount shown!? The truth is, alchemy must also be over 10000 eso, super rare skills. I've decided not to make another mistake like when I confessed. "Other than this, I'm not going to buy it. Buy this Alchemy Glow Sword (Arts) now" I say it in a way that doesn't even draw fine dust. "I really can't recommend it... did I see it sell to other stores and mistake it for a bargain? I sell it to other stores...... great value. I mean, it's nothing more than multiplying this amount if it's another store. "It's a garbage skill, but are you sure? "... ha. Okay. Wow. I'll sell you." I accidentally gave him a voice of joy. Shop owner Okama NPC looking at me like that with a worried look somewhere. I gave him a shithole and 800 eso and bought away the Alchemy Glow Sword (Arts). The remaining holdings are 200 eso. Hold a crystal of this color with both hands. Logs flow when you get the Alchemy Glow Sword (Arts) in Item Storage. When I just used it, a large chunk of crystal that the dagger was piercing disappeared as it lightly emitted, and the light later focused on the remaining dagger blade. "Stick that in your chest." "Huh!? I don't want the advice of an Okama store owner, I'm a wolf. Staring at the shining blade. "If you lose your shine, you won't be able to master your skills and you'll be just a dagger." Seriously! I freaked out and hesitated to acquire super rare skills, and I had to avoid only the occidental. It's the NPC of the first city. There's no way this Okama is lying. I stuck a shining blade in the young girl's chest, into her own slightly plump chest. Then Hui Sword (Arts) was sucked in with a rainbow light in my chest. Then, in a log announcement. : I have mastered skills and alchemy: : Ability, I learned to 'convert': The message appeared. Kita-Kita-Kita-Kita! My new abilities (moves) "Conversion". "Conversion" Read the description just now. Alchemy kit, "balance" can be used to convert materials and items. Can be both top and bottom converted. Do you need an alchemy kit, a 'balance'? I want to save my eso quickly and try the ability 'Conversion'. "Phew. Angel, it's service. Don't even take this, Aye." Poking his elbow (twist) at the counter and staring at me with sad eyes, the color of the punch perm, the black wolf. NPC was grasping at things that looked like a balance. "Huh?" "The alchemy kit, the balance, is needed for the ability to" convert "alchemy skills. I'll give you that." Is it an illusion that a disgusting wink looks wonderful and beautiful? "Yeah, fine. Wow. It's service. I can't believe I can't even activate a lot of abilities while selling alchemy to such a pretentious angel a garbage skill. Clan Clan, I don't want you to stop. And angel, you're just starting Clan Clan, right? A thousand esos at best, too, right? I don't care how cheap the balance alchemy kit is, I'd do 500 eso. Wow." "So don't hesitate to take it." Yes, a series of winks, the Okama NPC coming to hand me the balance. I've been creepy and I haven't looked closely at it before, but when I observe Okama's eyes, I have my eyes closed every time I wink, and I haven't been able to wink. From such a clumsy and gentle okama, when I received the balance, the log flowed. : From George LV10, a deal has been brought out for 'Copper Balance': Heh. Are you calling this NPC, George? Besides, LV10 is so expensive. He dragged me into the store with reason and agility. Once I chose to consign the deal, I got a 'Copper Balance' in my item storage. "Copper Balance" Rarity 1 Alchemy kit required when using alchemy 'conversion'. Bottom up the success rate of performance and conversion by 2%. It was a kit for alchemy. I stare at George, the NPC. Now that I think about it, this guy is a pretty good one. Explained to me from scratch about Hui Sword (Arts), sold me super rare alchemy skills for a cheap price, and even gave me away my alchemy kit. Even if it looks like a brown thin macho with a punch perm perfect makeup wolf. You should be thankful. A laugh spilled on nature and the octopus. "Thank you, lady" With a little lip service, I thank you. I turn my back on Okama to leave the store. "Oh. Hey, I thought you were busy. Good boy. Wow. And the melting angel smile" Angel Sweets, "or" Wow, Yu, Su, Gi, Ru. " Okama's voice sounds right behind me, and then the sound effect reaches me. "Pawn." : George LV10 has received a friendship application: : Allow application? Such a log appeared. Friends. The first event showed a brief description of the system. Flush and read the Friends and Friend Application Description. Between players...... To sum up, a friend is a convenient feature that allows you to communicate on chat calls, no matter how far away you are from each other, between players (...), yes. "Is George a player?!? "Oh? Right?" Okama opened his eyes with a patchy closure. Possession 200 eso. Skill: Alchemy LV1 Three times the amount of Skill Points acquired when leveling up.
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325่ฉฑ ๅฐใ•ใ็Ž‹ใฎ้–€ๅ‡บ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใชใ‚......ใ€ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‘ใ‚“ใฎ็ตๆžœใซ ใพใ•ใ‹2ไบบไปฒ่‰ฏใ่ฝ่„ฑใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸใงใ™! ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจไธ€็ท’ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใจ ๅฏพ็…ง็š„ใซใƒŸใƒŠใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ็Šฏ็ฝช้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ๅคงๅ–œใณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ่ฆ‹็›ฎ้บ—ใ—ใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณ2ไบบใŒใ€็Šฏ็ฝช้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซ่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๆญ“ๅ–œใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ตต้ขใฏไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒƒใƒ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฆไธ€ๆ—ฆใฏๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐใ‚’็ต‚ไบ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ„ใ€…ใฎๅฝนๅ‰ฒ็ขบ่ชใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ไปŠๅพŒๅฏ†ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎๅทไปคใฎไธ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏไธ€ๅบฆ่งฃๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹้‹ใณใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไฟบ้”ๆฝœๅ…ฅ็ญใฎ4ไบบใฏใ€ๅๅˆ†ใชๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘ใซ่กŒใๆตใ‚ŒใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใซไฟบใฏ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ้คจใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆƒณๅฎšใ—ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๅŠฑใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ‚’ๅˆถใ™่€…ใฏใ€ๆˆฆใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ™ใงใซๅ‹ๅˆฉใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๅคงๅˆ‡!ใ€ ๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Šใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจๅฑ…ไธฆใถๅงฟใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๅญไพ›ใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚€ใ›ใณๆณฃใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใปใฉใซๅœงๅทปใ ใ€‚ ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๆฐ—ๅœงใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใฏๅ‰ต้€ ไธปใฎๅใŒ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ‚€ใ‚€......ใƒšใƒ‰ใƒชใ‚บใƒ ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ƒจไฝๆฎบใ—ใ€‘ใงๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸไบบไฝ“็ด ๆใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใจ......ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใซ็™ปๅ ดใ—ใใ†ใชๅˆๆˆ็ฃใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ‰ตใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใชใ‚......ใ€ ใ€็ตถๆœ›่ซ–่€…ใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ€‘ใ€ใ€้™ฐ้™บใช่€ณใ€‘ใ€ใ€ๅ‘ช่ฉ›ๅใใฎๅ–‰็ฌ›ใ€‘ใชใฉใชใฉใ€ใƒšใƒ‰ๅ…ƒ็”ท็ˆตใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใฃใŸๅฝผใฎไธ€้ƒจใฏๆš—ใ่€…ๅ…ฑใ‚’ๅ‰ต้€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซ้ฉใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€้‚ชๆ‚ชใ•ๆฅตใพใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎ ้™ใ‹ใซๅนฝ้ฌผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ตคใ„ๅŒ็œธใ‚’ๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€็ดณๅฃซๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€็”ทใ€‚ ้ป’ใ„ใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ใ‹ใถใ‚Šใ€็œŸใฃใ™ใ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ๅงฟใฏใพใ•ใซ่‹ฑๅ›ฝ็ดณๅฃซใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใฎใƒ‰ใ‚น้ป’ใ„้œงใŒใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใงใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ‚‹ใงใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็พฝ็น”ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใงไฝ•ใ‹่ตทใใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏ้ ผใ‚Šใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๅญใŸใกใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใชใ€‚็‰นใซใ‚ใฎ็Šฏ็ฝช้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่ฟซๅŠ›ใŒไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใใ—ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๅคขไธญใซใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพกๆณ•ๅบฆใ ใ€‚ ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใŒใ€ไบ‹ๅ‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘ใฏ้ ˜ไธปใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใง่ฆ—ใ‘ใ‚‹็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใŒใ‚ใšใ‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ‚’ๆ€ ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใฃใฆใฎใฏไฝ•ใ ? ไฝ•ใ‹ใ“ใฎๆ–ฝ่จญใซใคใ„ใฆ่€ณใซใ—ใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ†…ใฎๆ–ฝ่จญ้ …็›ฎใซใ€ ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใƒšใƒ‰ๅ…ƒ็”ท็ˆตใŒๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้Šƒใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ? ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅฝผใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ ็ฅž่ฑกๆ–‡ๅญ— ใ€็ฅžใ€…ใฎ็Šฏใ—ใŸ็ฝชใ‚’ๆšดใ่€…ใ€‚็ฆๅฟŒใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹่จ˜้Œฒใ‚„ไผๆ‰ฟใ€ใใฎๆ‘‚็†ใ‚’ๅญฆใณใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ็ณงใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‘ Lv1ใ€ไผๆ‰ฟใซๆฎบใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จ˜ๆ†ถใ€‘ ใ ใŒใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไปŠใพใงใ€Žๅคไปฃใฎ็Ÿณๆฟใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€Ž็ฆๅฒๆ›ธใ€ใชใฉ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ—ใ€่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ€Ž ใซ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใชใ‚‰ใ€NPCใฏ?ใ€ ไฟบใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎๅŸบๆœฌใ‚’ๅคฑๅฟตใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็‰นใซRPGใชใฉใ€็‰ฉ่ชžใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใงๆฌ ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใฎใฏNPCใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใฎ่€้ชจใ€ใคใ„ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใฎๅ™‚ใฏ่€ณใซใ„ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€‚ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฉฑใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ็ŸฅๅทฑใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€ๅคชๅคใฎ่จ˜้Œฒใ‚‰ใ—ใใ‚‚ใฎใŒ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ÿณๆฟใ‚’ๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸๅ›ฃไฝ“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒ่งฃ่ชญใฏ้›ฃ่ˆชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใชใ‹ใซใฏใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟๆ‰ฑใ„ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚็พใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€ ้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใ€ๆœ‰่ƒฝใ™ใŽใ‚‹่ชฌใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎ่€…ใŒๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘ใ‚’ๆœฌๆ‹ ๅœฐใจใ™ใ‚‹้—‡็ต„็น”ใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒˆใƒญใ‚นใƒ•ใ‚กใƒŸใƒชใƒผใ€‘ใ€้€š็งฐใ€ๅฅˆ่ฝใ€‘ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹็ต„็น”ใฎ็›—ๆŽ˜ๅ“กใ‚‰ใŒๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰?ใ€ ......ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่žใ„ใŸใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใ ใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ็ขบใ‹โ€•โ€•ใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใŒๅใ„ใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใฎไธญใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸ้บ็‰ฉใชใฉใ‚’้—‡็ต„็น”ใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใจ? ใ€Œใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใ€ ใ€Œ็”ณใ—่จณใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใ€‚ๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ›ใฌใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ๅคๆฅใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ญ”ไบบๆ—ใฎ้–“ใงใฏใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„็ฆๅ‰‡ใฎๅœฐใจๅ›ใ‹ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใซๅพฎๅŠ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฐฝใใ›ใŸใ“ใจใ€่ช‡ใ‚Šใซๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ€ ใ†ใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใƒผใ‚“! ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘ใซ่กŒใ็†็”ฑใŒไธ€ใคๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†ใฎใฏๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใ ใชใ€‚ใชใซใ›ไปฃๅ„ŸใŒใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‹็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ็—›ใ™ใŽใ‚‹......ใ€ ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€MPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉ่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใ—ใ€ๅผทใ•ใ‚„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใฏ่ถ…้‡่ฆใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆใ€็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใ‚’ๆถˆ่€—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใซใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใคใŽ่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏไฟ็•™ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žโ€•โ€•ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ? ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏใงใใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅฑŠใใ€ไฟบใฏๆ€่€ƒใฎๆธฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไป–ใฎ2ไบบใฏใฉใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠ2ไบบใจใ‚‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ไธ‡็ซฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚่กŒใใ‹ใ€ ไฟบใฏ่ฑชๅฅขใชๅฝ“ไธปๅธญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกใ€ใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ่ตคใƒฏใ‚คใƒณ(ใƒˆใƒžใƒˆใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใ‚น)ใ‚’ๅ„ช้›…ใซใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ™ใ€‚ ็Šฏ็ฝชใจ้™ฐ่ฌ€ใŒๆธฆๅทปใ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใฏใ€ๅคไปฃใฎ้บ็‰ฉใฎ็ฅž็ง˜ใŒ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ ่ฅฒใ„ๆฅใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใ‚’็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ่‡ช่บซใฎๅฐใ•ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚‚ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใ„ใŸใฃใฆๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใ€ ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใๆถˆใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้ผ“่ˆžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้Š€้ˆดใฎๅฆ‚ใๅฃฐใฏใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๆœ›ใฟใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€ ็พๅฎŸใงใฎ่ฝขใ้€ƒใ’ใ‚„ใ€ๆฎบใ—ๅˆใ„ใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ๆœชๆฅใ‚’ใ€ๅฟ…ใš้˜ฒใ„ใงใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใ€ๅ‡บ้™ฃใ ใ€‚ใฟใชใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚ใ€
329 Episode 325 The Little King'S Gate "Woaaaaahn, I lost" "... I'm sorry..." It was Shizu-chan and Shizu-chan from the [Hundred Cavalry Night Night Night] who got knocked over by the results of the jam. I didn't expect you two to get along. "I did it! I'm with the Heavenly Master now!" "If you're Taro and me, my best friend, it's only natural." Targeted at Mina and Lily, they are delighted to be in their own criminal cities. They are happy.However, there are too many gaps in the picture that delight the two beautiful girls when they go to the crime city, making them kind of smile. "All right, this concludes the roundtable for now.Let's keep in touch and decide on each role in the future. " Under my sister's orders, we will be disbanded once and for all. Incidentally, four of our undercover teams were well prepared before going to the [corrupt city of iron and chains, Gildigarion]. As a result, I stayed in my own museum and encouraged alchemy by assuming all kinds of situations. "The man who dominates the battle has already won before the battle.In other words, be prepared! " Keeping silent and living side by side with the rattles is so overwhelming that children would cry if they saw it. Even so, the name of the Creator is obsolete when the atmosphere is under pressure.I will crush the traits to get to know our children. "Umumum... when I use the human body material collected from Pedrism [part killing]... all of them create synthetic beasts that are likely to appear in dark fantasy..." [Desperate Left Hand], [Shady Ear], [Cursed Throat], etc., some of his parts taken from former Baron Pedo seemed suitable for creating dark people, and were just a synthetic beast (chimera) with an evil appearance. A man wearing a gentleman's clothes, quietly shining ghostly red eyes. The British gentleman wears a black hat and stretches his spine straight.But the doth black fog behind him is creepy, and it sways as if he were wearing a cloak. "Well, when something happens over there, it's just a bunch of kids I think I can count on.Especially in that criminal city, perhaps just as powerful. " And it is lawful to be too obsessed with alchemy. It should not be forgotten that information is collected in advance. Corrupt Iron and Chain City Gildigarion is not a reason to fail to gather information, even though it has only a limited scope in the lord's system. "Nh... Sebastian, what is this [gun smuggling organization]?Have you ever heard of this facility? " A word-of-mindedness called [Guns Family] popped into the facility item in the city, causing questions to the old butler who sat beside him. The factory, the criminal organization, and the gun that former Baron Ped had here, too? Speaking of which, the skill [Talking of the Elephant Character (Deus Root)] that I took from him was also quite an interesting effect. Skill [Talking part of the Elephant Character (Deus Root)] [He who reveals the sins of the gods.Learn the contraindications of records, legacies, and their logic, and feed yourself] Lv1 [Memories Killed by Heritage] But, but... I've never seen or heard of "Ancient Tablets" or "Contraindication Boards."If we don't get what's behind these "magic dials (runners)", the story won't start. "Nh...? Wait. If you can't ask the mercenary, what about the NPC?" I almost lost sight of the basics of the game. Especially when it comes to stories such as RPG, gathering information from NPC is essential. "No, Milord, but these old bones, recently, I've heard rumors of such things." "Well, what's the story?" "Yes, it seems that some of the wizard's acquaintances have acquired a tablet that bears ancient records.But it seems to be difficult to decipher, so there are people who treat it like crap. " A myth that the Magus people are too capable. "Who got it?" "Yes, a group of thieves, commonly known as the Ortolos family, based in the corrupt city of Gildigarion, Iron and Chain, have brought it home." "Hmm. From where?" Underground space (Gaillum)... tilt your face when you hear the word somewhere. Yes, that must have been in the words spoken by [Thousand Gun Nomad Olympic Surface]. And you think the Dark Side got the artifacts they found there? "Sebastian, what is underground space?" "I'm sorry, sir.I don't know, but since ancient times, it's been whispered among the Magus that it's forbidden to come near. " "Well, thank you." "I am proud to do everything I can for you." Mmm-hmm! Looks like there's one more reason to go to the [Corrupt Iron and Chain City of Gildigarion]. "I'm still looking forward to working with this skill.Anyway, the price is too painful... " How good would it have been to just consume MP, like normal magic and weapon skills? Eso is important to do anything, and experience is super important to maintain strength and skill points. I even use On-board dancing game (Rudy Athens) playground (* board) , which depletes my experience.When you become a double combo, you become a mercenary who can hardly level up, so when you use [memory of being killed by legend], you have to spend a choice. Either way, you need to be cautious about using this ability, so keep level points on hold. -- Dear Heavenly Master, are you ready? I get a friend message from Mina and I get out of the vortex of thought. Ah, I can go now.Do you know how the other two feel? Looks like you're both ready! Well then, it's time to go. I stand from the luxurious President-in-Office and gracefully relax the red wine (tomato juice) I received from Sebastian before drinking it all at once. Is the mystery of ancient relics sleeping in a city of crime and conspiracy? Or is it a weapon that, once awake, blows fire and crushes meat? I hold my own little hand to beat the pressure from the front. "It's not the same as usual, it's normal." The sound of the silver bell makes you feel inspired to wipe out your anxiety. "Just get everything you want as usual." Make sure to prevent a future that leads to runaway or killing in real life. Sebastian, let's go. Gather everyone. "
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ๅง‰ใฏๅคงๅญฆๅ…ฅๅญฆใจใจใ‚‚ใซไธ€ไบบๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€่ฆชๅ…ƒใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใฆๅˆใ‚ใฆใŠ้‡‘ใฎๅคงๅˆ‡ใ•ใ‚’ๅญฆใ‚“ใ ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใฃใ‘ใ€‚ไปŠใพใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ„ใ‹ใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’็—›ๆ„Ÿใ—ใŸใจใ‹ไฝ•ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็งใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚‰ใŠ้‡‘ใงไบบใ‚’้›‡ใฃใฆใ€ใใฎๆƒ…ๅ‹ขใซ่ฉณใ—ใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใซใงใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใฃ......ไธๅฎ‰ๆฐ—ใซใใ‚ใใ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‚ใญใ€‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ไฟบใ‚’ใกใ‚ƒใ‹ใ—ใฆใฏใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉไฟบใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใฎ็žณใŒไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ไผใ—็›ฎใŒใกใซใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ€‚ ......ใใฃใจใ€ๅง‰ใ‚‚ไธๅฎ‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉไฟบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅผทใใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใง็พๅฎŸใŒๆ”นๅค‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ„Ÿ็Ÿฅใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใจๅง‰ใฎใŸใฃใŸไบŒไบบใ ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใ‚’่กŒใใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚„ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใ€‚ ๅผทใใฆๆฐ—้ซ˜ใใฆใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใซ็”˜ใใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅŽณใ—ใ„ๅง‰ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ„ใคใ ใฃใฆๅง‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ€ๅฟƒใฎใฉใ“ใ‹ใงๅง‰ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใจๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ๅง‰ใ ใฃใฆ......ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใ ใฃใฆไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ไธ€ไบบใฎไบบ้–“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไธๅฎ‰ใซๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใชๆ™‚ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ“ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€‚ ๅผŸใชใ‚‰ใ€้ ผใ‚Š็”ฒๆ–ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็”ทใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅผทใใชใ‚‰ใชใใ‚ƒใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰......ๅง‰ใซใ ใฃใฆไฟบใŒใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบŒไบบไธ€็ท’ใชใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใชใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅ”‡ใŒใปใ“ใ‚ใถใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฝขใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้•ทใฎ็žณใŒๆบใ‚Œใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชไธ‰ๆ—ฅๆœˆใ‚’ๆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใŒใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œๆ€–ใ„ๅง‰ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ•™่‚ฒใฎ ใจใฃใ•ใซ่ปฝๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆใ€็…งใ‚Œใใ•ใ•ใ‚’้š ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใงใ€ใปใ‚‰ใŠใ„ใงใ€ ไฟบใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ‹›ใๅง‰ใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใฏ่ชญใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๅง‰ใซใƒใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใช่บซไฝ“ใฏใ™ใฃใฝใ‚Šใจๅง‰ใซๅŽใพใ‚Šใ€ๆš–ใ‹ใ„ไฝ“ๆธฉใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใฆๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใตใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒžใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ€่ปŠๅ†…ใงๆบใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจ1ๆ™‚้–“ใ€‚ ็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅฃใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใชใƒผใจๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใซๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅฃใŒไฟบใŸใกใฎๅฎถใฎไธ€้ƒจใ ใฃใฆๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใชใฃใฆๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏๆ•ทๅœฐใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›ฒใ‚€ๅฃใงใ€็ซ‹ๆดพใช้–€ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ้–€ใŒไฟบ้”ใฎไน—ใ‚‹่ปŠใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่‡ชๅ‹•ใง้–‹ใไธญๅบญใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰......ๅบƒ้ŽใŽใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใญ......ๆฑไบฌใƒ‰ใƒผใƒ 10ๅ€‹ๅˆ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชๆ•ทๅœฐใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฏ......ใฏ......ใ€ ใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ่ปŠใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ€็Ž„้–ขๅฃใพใงไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅ…ˆๅฐŽใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้–“ใซไฟบ้”ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅฎŸๅฎถใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๅทจๅคงใ•ใ€่ฑช่ฏใ•ใ€ๅ„ช็พŽใ•ใซ็œฉๆšˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ตทใ“ใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€ŒใŠใ‹ใˆใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€‚ ๅบƒใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ็Ž„้–ขใƒ›ใƒผใƒซใฏๅญฆๆ กใฎไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจไธฆใฟใฎๅบƒใ•ใงใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ๆœใ‚„ๅŸทไบ‹ๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚บใƒฉใƒชใจๆจชใซไธฆใณใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้€ฒใ‚€้“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‚็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใงๆญฉใฟ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใŒๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใพใงใฎ้•ทใ„ๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ๆญฉใๆ™‚้–“ใ€ไฟบใฏใพใ‚‹ใง็•ฐไธ–็•Œใซ่ฟทใ„่พผใ‚“ใ ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅ“ใซๆบ€ใกใ‚‹ๅง‰ใซ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ใ‚ปใƒใ‚น? ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏใ„ใคใ”ใ‚ๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใชใฎ?ใ€ ๅ„ช้›…ใซๅ‰ใ‚’ๆญฉใใ‚ปใƒใ‚น็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ•ใพใ€‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ•ใพใŒๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–็—…ใ‚’ๆ‚ฃใฃใŸใจใŠ่žใใ—ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ่ฑช่ƒ†ใชๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใ‚‚ใ”ๅฟƒ้…ใชใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ไธ‰ๆ—ฅๅพŒใซๆ—ฅๆœฌใธใ”ๅˆฐ็€ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใจๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใชใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ็พฉๅฆนใ‚„ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใฏ็ฒ›ใ€…ใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฅๆง˜ใจใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซๆง˜ใ‚‚ใ”ๅŒ่กŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใซๅฎถๆ—ใŒ้›†ๅˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ด ็›ดใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉไฟบใจๅง‰ใฏ้™บใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใงไบ’ใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใฎไบบๆ ผใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆๅๅˆ†ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚
239 236 Stories, Sister And Brother, But Lady. "Sister...... that, I'm sorry. If only I had been more careful..." Black painted super luxurious car, in the back seat like a room I apologize to my sister sitting next to me. Since then, we've had Grandpa Sebastian wait for a while, and he's been moving toward the "main mansion" after he's been in good hands. "It's okay, Taro. It would be good if we just built up the royal position. Carefully, I couldn't tell you that. If there's anything wrong with that, let's change it through Clan Clan again." My sister, who figured out what happened in the game, cared about me and said so. But changing reality in games isn't easy. This time, it's a close coincidence that I was able to get into Japan's [formerly Chinese (Kagaku)], and it should be rare to encounter routes and events in the game that can easily transform reality. Acting to find each and every one of them can make unexpected progress, like this one. "Thank you, sister. So... what do we do now? Honestly, I'm worried about a situation that's going to change our lives. "You're gonna be. Don't be so pessimistic, no matter how much money you have, right? "That's right..." Lily said the common sense and culture of the country had changed, and she had begun to pack up a lot of knowledge. What about magical rituals and ceremonies. I have lived as a very normal person until now. I don't even know what the upper class does or what common sense is. "I don't know what you care about, but with the money, it doesn't matter. Japan is capitalism, so the last thing you say is money." I thought you said my sister started living alone with college enrollment and left her parents and learned the importance of money for the first time. Something about how much I've been protected so far. "That's the same for me. If you need it, you can hire people for money and let someone familiar with the situation know." "Taro is also cute... where he's disturbingly twitching. It's okay, I'm on it." She laughs at me. But I noticed. That my sister's eyes only tended to lay low for a moment. ... I'm sure my sister is anxious too. But I'm here, so maybe you're acting strong for me. Because right now, only two people in my family can sense that reality is being altered: me and my sister. My sister, my sister, is (...) and would be (...) my sister (...). My sister who always went first and always cared about me and Michelle. A strong, noble, sweet to my family and a tough sister to myself. I always looked at my sister's back and leaned over to say that if I had a sister somewhere in my heart I would be fine. But even my sister... She's the same person I am. There must be times when anxiety is about to crush us. You can't just talk about yourself. If you're my brother, if you're a man worth relying on, you have to be stronger. "My sister... even my sister has me. You two would be fine together." My sister's beautiful lips are dull. And the shapely cleavage eyes swayed, depicting a soft three-day moon. "... I can't believe Taro has such a carefree day..." "It's a gift of education from my scary sister." Slap lightly and hide the lightness. "Don't be silly, come here" I could read my sister's intentions. Usually, I wouldn't go because I'm ashamed... "Mmm..." Hearing my faintly trembling sister's voice, I was hugged by my sister. My little body fits softly into my sister and I feel safe wrapped in warm body temperature. I wish my sister felt the same way. Getting out of the apartment and being rocked in the car for an hour. When I looked out the window and was somewhat swallowed that the wall was still there, I realized that it was time for the wall to enter even part of our house. Precisely a wall surrounding the grounds, with splendid gates. When the gate recognizes our car, it opens automatically and enters the courtyard. "Sister...... not too broad? "Well... there seems to be a lot for 10 Tokyo domes..." "Ha... ha..." Sebastian will open the car door and lead us to the front door. In the meantime, we were about to cause dizziness in the immensity, luxury and elegance of the mansion, which is said to be our home. "" "Welcome back. Mahatma, Shintaro" " The spacious entrance hall is the size of the school's gymnasium, and helpers dressed in maid and butler clothes line up beside the slack to make our way. We keep walking with dignity from the side, freaking out on the inside. That's how Sebastian guides us to a place we call our own room, naturally. The time I spent walking down the hallway to my room made me feel lost in another world. Still, it doesn't break the cool look of my elegant sister. "Uh, Sebastian? When are the fathers due back? Ask Grandpa Sebastian, who walks gracefully forward. "Yes, Mr. Shintaro. I heard you suffered from Sexual Transformation Disease, and your daring husband must have been worried about you. You will arrive in Japan in three days." "Is Michelle and her mother with you? Sebastian snorted solemnly at questions about his sister's sister-in-law and mother. "Your wife and Michelle will accompany you." I'm honestly glad my family hasn't been together in a long time. But me and my sister look at each other with a harsh look. Because there is a good chance that the family personality itself is changing because of a change in reality.
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ๅฐ้บฆใฏๅŽ็ฉซ้–“้š›ใฎๆ™‚ๆœŸใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้บฆ็ฉ‚ใŒ้‡‘่‰ฒใฎ่ผใใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคฉใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ™ใใ™ใใจใใฎ่บซใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ๅงฟใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒใƒฉใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฐ้บฆใŸใกใฏๅคช้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตดใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ขจใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ€้ป„้‡‘ใฎใ•ใ–ๆณขใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‚‚็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆณขๆ‰“ใค้‡‘้บฆใŸใกใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้‡‘ใฎๅคงๆตทๅŽŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใใ‹ใชใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‹ใชใ€ ใ“ใฎใพใพใ€ใฝใ‘ใƒผใฃใจใŠๆ˜ผๅฏใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใพใŸไธ€่ˆˆใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใใ“ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใฎ็ซฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใƒ‘ใƒณใƒƒใจไธกๆ‰‹ใง้ ฌใ‚’ๅฉใใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚นใƒชใƒผใƒ—ใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่งฃ้™คใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅพกๆ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅˆๅ›ณใซไบŒไบบใฏ็ฅžๅฆ™ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใŒๆฅใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚‹้ผ“ๅ‹•ใ‚’็†ๆ€งใงๆŠ‘ใˆใคใ‘ใ€ๅ†ท้™ใจๆƒ…็†ฑใฎ็‹ญ้–“ใง็œผๅ‰ใฎ้ป„้‡‘็•‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใฃใ€ ไธๆ•ตใช็ฌ‘ใฟใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ ใ€ๅ€็Ž‡ใฏ9ๅ€~20ๅ€ใ€‘ ใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅธๅŽใ—ใŸๅ…‰ใ‚’็ด ๆๅŒ–ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ๅคช้™ฝใ‚„ๅผท้ŽใŽใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆบใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ‚„ๆœˆใชใฉใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‘ ใ€ๅ…‰ใฎๅธๅŽ็Ž‡+12%ใ€‘ ใ€็‰ฉ่ณชๅŒ–ๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡+5%ใ€‘ ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใง็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ€่‡จๆ™‚ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ€Ž่ณข่€…ใจ็Ž‹ใฎๅฆฅๅ”็‚นใ€ใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขๅ ฑ้…ฌใง15ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใจใ„ใ†ๅคง้‡‘ใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸไฟบใฏๆ—ฉ้€Ÿใ€ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใฎNPCๅ•†ไบบใŒๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้ซ˜้กใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒณๅˆๆ—ฅใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆœ›้ ้กใŒๅ•†ๅ“ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใƒŠใƒƒใƒ—ใซ่ผ‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใซใ€้ฉšใๅŠๅˆ†่ˆˆๅฅฎๅŠๅˆ†ใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง5ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹้ซ˜็ดšใชใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใซๅคงๆžšใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ่ฆ‡้“......ใ€ ่ฃฝใฎ้ ‘ไธˆใชไธ‰่„šใฎไธŠใซใฏใ€1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใฎ้•ทใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๆดพใช่ฃ…้ฃพใฎๆœ›้ ้กใŒ้Žฎๅบงใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆผ†้ป’ใจ่–„้’ใŒๆททใ–ใฃใŸใใฎๆœ›้ ้กใฏใ€ไธ€็›ฎใง้ซ˜็ดšๅ“ใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹้€ ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€้•ทใ„้ก็ญ’ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅนพไฝ•ๅญฆๆจกๆง˜ใฎๅฝซใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ้Š…่ฃฝใฎๅ††้ฃพใ‚ŠใŒๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไป˜ใ‹ใš้›ขใ‚Œใšใจใ„ใฃใŸๅ…ทๅˆใงใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏ็›ฎใฎ่ฆ—ใ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ€ใคใพใ‚ŠๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใฆ่ผชใฎๅน…ใ‚’็ธฎใ‚ใฆๅฐใ•ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ€ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใ‚’่ชฟในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ๅคœ็ฉบใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใŒ้–‹็™บใ—ใŸๆœ›้ ้กใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้ ผใ‚‰ใšใ€้ ใใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ๆœ›้ ้กใฎ็”Ÿใฟใฎ่ฆชใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใ€‚ๆ˜Ÿ้”ใ‚’็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไฝ“ใ ใจๅฎš็พฉใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎๅฎŸไฝ“ใ‚’ๆŽดใฟๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจ่‹ฅใ‹ใ‚Šใ—้ ƒใฎๅฝผใŒ็™บๆ˜Žใ—ใŸๆœ€ๅˆใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆœ›้ ้กใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใฎไฝœๅ“ใ‚’ๆจกๅ€ฃใ—ใฆไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅธ‚ๅ ดใซๅ‡บๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎๆœ›้ ้กใจใฏไธ€ๅ‘ณ้•ใ†ใ€‚ๅฝ“ๅˆใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใŒๆ˜ŸใซๅฑŠใไบ‹ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคšใใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ€้ ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฏ่ƒฝใจใ—ใŸๅ‰ๆฅญไปฅๅค–ใฎใชใซใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ™ใงใซไบบใ€…ใฎ้–“ใงใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚ŒๅŽปใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้ŽๅŽปใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎNPCๅ•†ไบบใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใƒฌใ‚ขใชใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซไธ่‡ช็„ถใซๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ•†ๅ“ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใƒŠใƒƒใƒ—ใฎๆฎ‹ๆ•ฐใซใ€Ž1ใ€ใจ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใŒ่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ€Ž0ใ€ใซใชใฃใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ใ“ใฎๆœ›้ ้กใฏไธ€็‚น็‰ฉใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ่ฒทใˆใŸใ“ใจใซๅ–œใณใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ€ใปใใ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใพใŸใ€้‹ๅ‘ฝใ ใ€ ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€้ฅใ‹ใชๅ…ˆ้”ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ๅคงใชใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็—•่ทกใŒไปŠไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆœ‰ใ‚Šใ€็ถ™ๆ‰ฟใ•ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้บ็”ฃใ€ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใฎๅกๆ™บใซใ€ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎๆ•ฌๆœใจๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฒดๆ–นใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๆญฉใ‚€้“ใจๅ…ฑใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ไธ€้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใซ้ ฌใšใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ณใƒ›ใƒณใ€‚ ๅ„ชใ—ใใชใงใ‚Šใ“ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒ็žณใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจ่ผใ‹ใ›ใ€ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใงๆœ›้ ้กใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎใ€Žๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใ‚‚่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆœ›้ ้กใ€ ใ€ๅ€็Ž‡ใฏ3ๅ€~9ๅ€ใ€‘ ใ€ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅธๅŽๅฏ่ƒฝใชๅ…‰ใฎ็จฎ้กžใฏใ”ใ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆ‰‹ๆŒใกไป•ๆง˜ใฎๆœ›้ ้กใจใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€้ก็ญ’ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใพใงใฎ้•ทใ•ใฏ30ใ‚ปใƒณใƒ็จ‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ณใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใช้€ ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไพกๆ ผใฏ5000ใ‚จใ‚ฝใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅ‰ฒใจ้ซ˜ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใใฎๅˆ†ใ€ใŠๆ‰‹่ปฝใซ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆ้ ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใฎๆœ€้ซ˜ๅ€็Ž‡ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซๅŠฃใ‚Šใ€ไธ‰ใคใพใงๅ…‰ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏใงใใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฏ”ในใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏไธ€ใคใพใงใ—ใ‹ๅ…‰ๅธๅŽใ‚’่กŒใ†ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆฉไพฟๆ€งใฏใ€Žๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใฎๆ–นใŒๆ–ญ็„ถ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅ€็Ž‡ใฏ้ซ˜ใใชใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€่ฆ–้‡ŽใŒ็‹ญใใชใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚‚ๆš—ใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚่‚‰็œผใง็ขบ่ชใงใใชใ„ไฝ•ๅƒใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ…ˆใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ใ€้™ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฆ–้‡ŽใงๆŽขใ™ใจใชใ‚‹ใจ็ ‚ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰้‡‘ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใ ใ€‚ 100ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ…ˆใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ•ต ใ€Œใปใ„ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‘ผใณๅฃฐใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆœ›้ ้กใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’้›ขใ•ใšใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใค่ณชๅ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ใใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใงใพใ†ใ‘ใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใจใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซใ„ใ‚‹NPCใฎๅ•†ไบบใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒทใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๆŠผใ—้ป™ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆฐ—ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒƒใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰......ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซใ„ใ‚‹NPCๅ•†ไบบใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏใ„ใšใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่€ณใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚€......ไฟบใ‚‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใซใชใฃใฆๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ๅพŒใซ่ฒฉๅฃฒใŒ้–‹ๅง‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบใฏใ•ใฃใใใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆœ›้ ้กใฏใ€้ก็ญ’ใ€่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใ€ๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใฎไธ‰ใคใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๅ–ใ‚Šๅค–ใ—ใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆŽกๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹้ƒจๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไป˜ๅฑžใฎ่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใฏไป–ใซ2ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šๅ…‰ใฎๆŽกๅ–ใ€ไฟๅญ˜ใฏๆœ€ๅคงไธ‰ใคใพใงๅฏ่ƒฝใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ€‚ :ๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใ‚’่ฆ—ใ้š›ใฎๆณจๆ„็‚นใ€‚ๅคช้™ฝใ‚„ๅผทใ„ๅ…‰ๆบใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€่ฆ—ใใ“ใ‚“ใ ็›ฎใซใ€Ž่ฆ–ๅŠ›ๅ–ชๅคฑใ€ใฎใƒใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒ1ๆ™‚้–“ไป˜ใใพใ™: ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€็พๅฎŸใงๆœ›้ ้กใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฎๆใ‚ใ—ใ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏ่ปฝใ„ๆ–นใ ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใฎไธญใซใ€Ž่ฆ–ๅŠ›ๅ–ชๅคฑใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ๅผทๅŠ›ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–นใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ๅ…‰ๆบใฏ่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใƒƒใจใ€ ใพใšใฏๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บ้ƒจๅˆ†ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใฆใ€ไธญใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŒใฉใ“ใซ็„ฆ็‚นใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใƒ”ใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ใผใ‚„ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ไธ็”จๆ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€ ใใฎใพใพ้ก็ญ’ใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆŒใกใ€ๆœ›้ ้กใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ใŠใŠใพใ‹ใซๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้‡‘ใฎๆฐด้ขใŒๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹้บฆ็ฉ‚็•‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้™ฝๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆ้‡‘่‰ฒใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใๅฐ้บฆใŸใกใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ณใƒ„ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใใ€ ๆ˜ ใ—ใŸใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใƒ”ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆœ€ไฝŽๅ€็Ž‡ใฎ9ๅ€ใซไธ‹ใ’ใฆ่ฆ–้‡Žใ‚’้™็•Œใพใงๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ใตใƒผใ‚“......ไปŠๅ›žใฏๆŽกๅ–ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒๅบƒใใฆๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚9ๅ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใช่‡ณ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใงใฎ่ฆณๅฏŸใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒๅฐใ•ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฆ–้‡ŽใŒ็‹ญใใฆๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆœ›้ ้กใงๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒๅ›ฐ้›ฃใ ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒณใ‚บ่ถŠใ—ใง้บฆ็ฉ‚ใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใƒ”ใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€ๆดปใๆดปใใจใ—ใŸ้บฆ็ฉ‚ใŸใกใ‚’ใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ซใƒชใจ่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใŒใพใŸๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ๆŽกๅ–ๅฏ่ƒฝใชๅ…‰ใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :ๅ…‰ใ‚’่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใซๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?: ใ€Œใพใšใฏๅ€็Ž‡ใ‚’9ๅ€ใฎใพใพใงใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†......ใ€ ใ‚คใ‚จใ‚นใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใ€ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚? ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฃใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐใจใ€ไฟบใŒ็ต่ซ–ใซ่กŒใใคใ„ใŸใฎใฏๅŒๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆŽฅ็œผใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅ…ˆใปใฉใจใฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใจใ—ใŸๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚้ก็ญ’ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎ้Š…่ฃฝใฎ่ผชใŒใ€ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚่ค‡้›‘ใชๆจกๆง˜ใŒ็™บๅ…‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใ—ใฆใ„ใ ใ€ใŒใ€Ž่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใ€ใซๆบœใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ: :ๅ…‰ใ‚’็‰ฉ่ณชๅŒ–ใ€่‰ฒใจใ—ใฆๆŠฝๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใฏใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใๅ…‰ใฎๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ๆš—ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใง่กŒใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†: ไฟบใฏใ€Ž่‰ฒใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใซไป˜ใ‘ๆ›ฟใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ไบŒไบบใธใจ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใฏ้€ๆ˜Žใชใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใงใ€ใใฎไธญใซใฏๆฟƒใ„้ป„่‰ฒใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใŒใƒใƒฃใƒ—ใƒใƒฃใƒ—ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ใงใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคช้™ฝ......ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใจใฏใ€ ใ€Œใตใฃใตใฃใตใƒผใ€‚ใ„ใจใ‚’ใ‹ใ—!ใ€ ไปฒ้–“ใฎๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ„Ÿ้Š˜ใซไฟบใฏๅพ—ๆ„ใ’ใซ้ ทใ„ใฆใ€ๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’็ถš่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใจๆ™ฎ้€šใฎใ€Žๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใงใฎๅ…‰ๅธๅŽใฏใ€ไปŠๅ›žใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏ็„ก็†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้บฆ็ฉ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆŽกๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใ€Žๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใงใฏๅถใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€Žๅฆ–ใ—ใ„้ญ”้กใ€ใงใฏๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใชใ“ใจใซใ€Žใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸ่‰ฒใจใฏๅฐ‘ใ—็•ฐใชใ‚‹ๅ็งฐใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆŽกๅ–ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅฆ–ใ—ใ„้ญ”้กใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€Ž ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ......็ถบ้บ—ใงใ™ใญใƒผ!ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใŠ้…’ใฎๅฎฃไผๆ–‡ๅฅใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚พใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒผใ‚ฏใฎๆœ›้ ้กใฏๅ€็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…‰ใฎ็จฎ้กžใŒใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ดฐใ‹ใๅˆ†้กžใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆฟƒๅฏ†ใชๅ…‰่‰ฒใ‚’ๆŽกๅ–ใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใฎ่ฆ–้‡Žใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒ้›ฃใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใงๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„็ตๆžœใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ›ใพใ—ใŸใ—ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใฆใฎ่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚’ใฒใจใ—ใใ‚Š็œบใ‚็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆ™‚ๅˆปใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚“ใชใธใจๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใง้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใซ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—่‰ฏใใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้Ÿณ้ ญใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆŒฏใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒŸใƒŠใซๅŠ ใˆใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๅฎŸใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฎ่ชฌใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๅ…‰ใฎใ€ ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ฉฆใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€็ด„ๆŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€Žใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใ€ใง้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ€ๆ‘ใฎไธญใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใงใใใ†ใ ใชใใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฏ็–ฒใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ไธ€่จ€็›ฎใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใฏใ‚ฝใƒฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ณช็ด ใชๆ‘ใงๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๅฎถใ€…ใŒ็ซ‹ใกไธฆใถๆ™ฏ่ฆณใฏใ€็Ÿณ็•ณใง่ˆ—่ฃ…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใปใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏไฟบใ€ๅœฐๅ‘ณใซใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญไปฅๅค–ใฎ่ก—ใ‚„ๆ‘ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅˆใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใชใ‚‰้™ใ‹ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใงใฎใ€Ž่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎๆฟ€ๆˆฆใซใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎไฝŽใ„ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชๆถˆ่€—ใ‚’ไฝ™ๅ„€ใชใใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ็š„ใซใ‚‚็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ็คบใ—ใŸ็ทŠๆ€ฅใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฎไธ€ไปถไปฅๆฅใ€NPCใซใ‚‚ๅฅฝๆ„ŸๅบฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใ€ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๅฆ–็ฒพไฝฟใ„ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“(ไฟบใ€็™ฝ็›ฎ)ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจ็ญ‰ใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธ€้ƒจใฎ ่ˆž่ธไผšใŒ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€่ก—ใ€ๆ‘ใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใŒๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€Žๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใจใ€Ž้‰ฑๅฑฑ่ก—ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ€ใฎใฟใจใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ”ๅญ˜็ŸฅใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใงใฏใ€ไฟบใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใ€‚ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใงใฏๅœŸๅฆ–็ฒพใŒใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“ๅˆ†ใฏใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใญ......ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚็พๅœจใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Š่ก€ๆฐ—็››ใ‚“ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎ็พๆ”ฏ้…่€…NPCใ€Ž็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใ€ใŒใ€็Ž‰ๅบงใซๅผ•ใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ๅ‰ใซใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆๆœŸ้–“ๅ†…ใซใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๅฝผใ‚’ๆ”ป็•ฅใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅพ’ๅ…šใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใง้›†ๅ›ฃๆˆฆใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚‹ไธŠ็ดš ใ€Œ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹......ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใช......ใ€ ไฟบใŒๅฅดใจ็›ดๆŽฅๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ใŸใจใ่€ณใซใ—ใŸใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎใ€Ž่ชญใ‚ใ‚‹ใžใ€ไบบ้–“ๅ…ฑใฎๆ€่€ƒใชใฉใ€ใจใ„ใ†็™บ่จ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ไธๅฏ่งฃใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจ่บซใถใ‚‹ใ„ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๅใฏใ€Žๅฟƒ็œผใ€ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ไธŠใ€่„ณใจใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆ......ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใฎไธ€้ƒจใงใ‚ใ‚‹NPCใฎ็ฐ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่„ณๅ†…ใ‚’ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่ชญใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงๅๅฟœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใชใฉใจใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใ’ใŸๅฆ„ๆƒณใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†็จ‹ใซใ‚ใฎ็Ž‹ใฏๅฑใ†ใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใ€‚ไผใˆ่žใ้™ใ‚Šใ€ไธกๅใจใ‚‚ๅคงๆดป่บใ ใฃใŸใจ่€ณใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็พŽ่พž้บ—ๅฅใซไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅฃฐใŒ้‡ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใจใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญ็Ž‡ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒฌใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ™ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ™!ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใ‚ทใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญ็Ž‡ใฏ็”˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบ้”ใฎใ€ๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใƒใƒขใ‚Šใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใจใ”ๆบ€ๆ‚ฆใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไธ‰ไบบใงๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎไผšๅ ดใฏ่ฆๆจกใฎๅฐใ•ใชๆ‘ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆœ่ฃ…ใฏๅ‰ๅ›žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็€้ฃพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ขจไฝ“ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅ‹•ใใ‚„ใ™ใ•้‡่ฆ–ใฎใƒใƒงใ‚คใ‚นใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€Ž็ฐ้€ๆ˜Žใชใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒซใ€ใ€‚ ใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒซใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่–„็”Ÿๅœฐใฎใƒžใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใ‚’็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ้ฆ–ใซๅทปใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹็€ใ“ใชใ—ๆ–นใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใฏใ€ไฝ•ใจใชใ็”ณใ—่จณใชใใชใฃใฆ่ฌใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ’ใซๅ–œใฐใ—ใไบ‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ๅธธๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่บซใซใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ“ใใ€่ทไบบใจใ—ใฆใฎ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้šฃใงใƒใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ‚ใฃใ€็งใ‚‚ใใ€ใใ€็€ใพใ™ใ€ ใซ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠๆฐใ€ใŠๅฟƒ้ฃใ„ใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒŠๆฐใฎๆœ€ไธŠใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ™ใฎใŒใใฎๆœ่ฃ…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‰้ ๆ…ฎใฏ็„ก็”จใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ๆฌกใซ่ดˆใ‚‹ๆœใซใƒŸใƒŠๆฐใฎๆœ€ไธŠใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ™ใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ใ€็งใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ๅฎŸใฏใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅฏพๅฟœใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒใ‚ฌใƒใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ‘ใง่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ˆž่ธไผšใฎๆ™ฏ่ฆณใ‚’ๆใชใ†ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ‰ๅ›žใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸ่ˆž่ธไผšใงใฎๆ•™่จ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ญฆๆˆ’ใ ใ€‚ใŸใจใˆ่ˆž่ธไผšใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใ‚ผใƒญใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅ‚™ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฟ…้ ˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒๅฎˆใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅงซๆญฆ่€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐๅฅฝใ“ใใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไธ€็•ช้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๅ’Œๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไธๆ„ใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่ฑช่ชžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใฆใชใ„ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ็€ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น็š„ใซใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ๅผทๅŠ›ใช่ฃœๆญฃใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎใ€ใญ......ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใซใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠๆŠตๆŠ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’็€ใ‚‹ใจ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใงใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจๆตฎใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธธๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ‹ใ‚‰่บซใซใคใ‘ใ‚‹ไปฃ็‰ฉใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚Œใฏใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใชใƒฌใ‚ขใƒขใƒŽใ€ๅธธๆ™‚่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใชใฃใฆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใฏใ‚‰ใ‚Šใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๆ“ฌ้ŸณใŒใงใฆใใใ†ใชไป•่‰ใงใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใจ็›ฎใ‚’้•ทใ„่ข–ใง้š ใ—ใ€ๆถ™ใซๆฟกใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†่ฆ‹ๆ–นใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ใƒกใ‚คใƒณๆญฆๅ™จใจใ—ใฆ่…ฐใซใ•ใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใฏๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ้˜ฒๅ…ทใจใ—ใฆ่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ—…ไบบใ‚ทใƒชใƒผใ‚บใฏใ€ ใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒซใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใใ‚ใˆใŸใƒขใƒŽใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“้–ข้€ฃใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ่ฒขใŒใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใฏใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใฏๅฎถๆ—ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใจใ—ใฆ......ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎไบบใŸใกใจใฏ็ญ‰ไพกไบคๆ›ใงๆˆใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ๅฏพ็ญ‰ใชๅ–ๅผ•ใใฎ็ตๆžœใ ใจ่‡ช่ฒ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใ€ๅ‹้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€NPCใ‹ใ‚‰่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ ผๆฎตใจๆ„›็€ใŒๆนงใใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ—ใ€ใšใฃใจไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ˆž่ธไผšๅ ดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ‘ใฎไธญๅคฎๅบƒๅ ดใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงใ™ใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ“ใซใฏ้ซ˜ใ•ใฎไฝŽใ„ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธธๅคชใฎๆค…ๅญใŒใกใ‚‰ใปใ‚‰ใจใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœจ็šฟใซ็››ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎŸใ‚„ๆžœ็‰ฉใ€้‡Ž่œๅ„็จฎใŒ้ฃŸๆฌฒใ‚’ใใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฏใ‚‚ๆœจใ‚’ๅ‰ŠใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๆญฆ้ชจใชๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹ไธธใฟใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ„ใฆๅ„ชใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ไฝœใ‚Šๆ„ŸใŒใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผ‚ใ†ไผšๅ ดใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใปใฃใใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบ้”ใฎใ”ๅˆฐ็€ใซใ€่ฆ–็ทšใŒไธ€็žฌ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใŒใ™ใใซ้œงๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸๆญฃไฝ“ใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๅฎขใจใ—ใฆๅ…ˆใซไผšๅ ดๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€ๆ‰‹ๆŒ็„กๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎไผšๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใใ‚ฝใƒญใงๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไธญใ€3ไบบใ‚‚ๅ›บใพใฃใฆไปฒ็ฆใพใ—ใ’ใซใƒฏใ‚คใƒฏใ‚คใจใ—ใŸไฟบ้”ใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅซŒใงใ‚‚็›ฎใง่ฟฝใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใจใฏ้•ใฃใŸ็ทŠๅผตใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใ€ๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๆง˜ๅญใซๅฏพใ—้‹ญๆ•ใซๅฏŸใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ”ใคใใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๅนดไธŠใ‚‰ใ—ใใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใจใชใงใ‚Šใ“ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใƒผใฃใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏไธ€ไบบใงใ‚‚ๅๅˆ†ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ ใจๅฟƒใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใ€‚ ้šฃใซใƒŸใƒŠใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฆใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจๅ‡บไผšใฃใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ้“ใŒ้–‹ใ‘ใ€‚ ใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ€‚ ใ‚ทใ‚บใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใจใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใจไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ๆฅฝใ—ใ•ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไปŠใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šในใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใฃใจๅฝผใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ†’้™บใงใใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซๆฅใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅ–ใ‚‹ในใๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฏไธ€ใคใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠ!ใ€ ไฟบใฏใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ่ถณใ‚’ไธ€ๆญฉใ€ไผšๅ ดใธใจ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃใ€ ้‡‘้ซชใฎ็ฅžๅฎ˜ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏๆฅตไธŠใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€ไฟบใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใฎ้–‹ๅง‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€้™ฝๆฐ—ใช้ŸณๆฅฝใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ4 HP60 MP40(+10) ๅŠ›1 ้ญ”ๅŠ›14 ้˜ฒๅพก2 ้ญ”้˜ฒ8 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•140 ็ŸฅๅŠ›155 ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆ17 ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“Lv30ใ€‘ใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ไธญใฎ็งฐๅทใ€่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹้ญ”ๅฅณใ€‘ 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64 64 Stories Golden Wheat Fields And Telescopes I haven't been in Clan Clan in two days. His whole body was relaxed as the puffy yang poured down. "Wow...... Don't get any sleepy..." I yawn sooner. "It's idyllic...... Phew" Mina yawns a little too, as if she agrees with my drowsiness. Unlike me, who opened her mouth wide, Mina had put her hands on her mouth softly and was biting off her sleeper in a moist manner. "Ha ha. It's time for the kids to get to the floor." Me and Mina deny Mr. Announ's words, which contain teasing noises, at the same time. The real age is no different than mine. The beauty in the Japanese costume laughs at Huhuhuhu and how we are. Moving forward as a seamstress, she said in reality she was a high school girl, but from her standing and words and deeds, she illuminates herself as a really cool older man. Is it because it also drips long dark hair in a calm atmosphere from the appearance of the character? "Naturally, I know how Mr. Taro and Mr. Mina feel." That's what she says, slowly shifting her gaze to the view in front of her. Look out over the countryside so we can get caught up in it. This is the neighborhood of a village called 'Comgi Village'. The pastoral atmosphere Just like "Komgi Village" is one of the many small villages that, as the name suggests, makes wheat famous. Speaking of what you're doing near such a village. At the height of the sky, the three of us enjoyed a wheat field full of eyes whilst the wind blew gently. Is the wheat going through a time of harvest, or is the wheat ho glowing gold? The way he slowly stretches his body toward heaven makes me feel like the cochlea he's watching is also getting him to share his energies. Such wheat was shaking in the wind in the sunlight, generating many different waves of gold. The wave-beating golden wheat is like a golden sea plain... We've been in love for a while. "Nice view..." "Good, good, good." It's also a pleasure to take a nap like this, but you have to take action there as an alchemist. I slap my cheeks with both hands and release my sleep mode. "It's time to do it" "Your pleasure." The two of you nod strangely at my signal. Finally, is this the time? Keep the beating beat down with reason and look at the golden field in front of you in a narrow space of calm and passion. "Phew." With an invincible laugh, I take my newly purchased Alchemy Kit from Item Storage. "Zodiac Telescope" [Magnification from 9x to 20x] [It is also an alchemy kit that absorbs various kinds of light and can material the absorbed light. However, it is not possible to absorb light such as the sun or too strong a light source, stars or moon] [Absorption of light + 12%] [Materialization success rate + 5%] I quickly purchased the expensive alchemy kit sold by the NPC merchant of "Michelangelo" after earning 150,000 eso for clearing the extraordinary quest "The Sage and the King's Compromise" that occurred at the Fairy Ball the other day. On the first day in, I didn't remember these telescopes on the product lineup. So, for joining us at some point, I slapped a big one into a fancy kit that would be 50,000 eso in places like surprise, half excitement, etc. "This is the hegemony of my alchemy..." On a sturdy tripod made of blue ore iron (blue metal), a splendidly decorated telescope was seated more than a metre long. The telescope, which is a mixture of pitch black and light blue, is built at a glance to reveal that it is a luxury product. In addition, a number of geometric engraved copper circular decorations float around the perimeter of the long mirror barrel, surrounding it loosely in such a way that it does not detach. They are smaller by reducing the width of the wheel as it approaches the peeping area of the eye, or eyepiece. "Skill 'Appraisal Eye'" Activate the alchemy skill "Appraisal Eye" to find out more about "Zodiac Telescope". [A telescope developed by Zodiac, an alchemist who loved the stars living in the night sky. Zodiac is also said to be the biological parent of a telescope that does not rely on skills and is able to grasp distant situations. The first thing he invented when he was young to define the stars as life forms and grab those entities is this telescope. It's nothing like those telescopes out there on the market made imitating his work. Initially, his will never reached the stars, but nothing but greatness made it possible to gather many lights and look far. However, it is also already a forgotten past among people] ... I see. I mean, I don't think it's natural for an NPC merchant in Michelangelo to sell such a rare kit, but if I recall carefully, I think it was labeled '1' in the number of product lineups left. I mean, I guess this telescope is one thing at a time when I went '0' for what I bought. Bite your joy at what you could have bought earlier than anyone else, and giggle dammit. "This is fate again." The great alchemist Zodiac, far ahead of me. The trace he left for me is in my hands now, and is it about to be inherited? The legacy created by Zodiac, and his wisdom, with the utmost respect and gratitude. "Thy will be with me on my way..." One street, cheeky on "Zodiac's Telescope," Cohon. When I was gentle and ricocheted, I was concerned about Mr. Announ's gaze as if he had pushed his bitter smile to death, and stopped moving his hand. But around Mina sparkling her eyes and looking at the telescope with the same feeling as I do, I still decide that Mr. Announ has not conveyed the beauty of alchemy. By the way, I also bought a regular 'telescope'. I'll try to get that on hand. "Telescope" [Multiplier is 3x to 9x] [It is also an alchemy kit that absorbs light. The types of light that can be absorbed are very limited] This is a handheld telescope with a compact construction with a length of only about 30 cm from the cylinder to the eyepiece. The price was 5,000 eso, which was higher for the price. But for that matter, you can easily gear up and look far away. Far below the highest magnification of "Zodiac's Telescope," this one can only perform light absorption up to one, but the convenience is definitely higher with "Telescope" compared to being able to stock up to three. Because the higher the magnification, the narrower the field of view and the darker the brightness. Looking for enemies thousands of metres away that cannot be confirmed by the naked eye is like looking for gold from the sand in a limited field of view. Enemy mercenaries (players) 100 meters away, it can be said that the telescope is better suited to observe traits while keeping track of monster movements. "Ho." I respond to Mr. Announ's call without taking my eyes off the telescope. "One question, Arinsu. Which way did you use the Alchemy Kit? "Uh, I bought it from an NPC merchant who's usually in Michelangelo" When Mr. Announ, who pushed silently, was just a little distracted and turned a chilling glance, she looked difficult. "What's wrong? "Hardly... There is no information that NPC merchants in Michelangelo are handling such an alchemy kit, and it has never been heard of. Besides, I've heard of items that make it possible to see the other side." "Hmmm... I realized I was selling it recently too, so maybe the sale started after the Fairy Ball." Mr. Announ convinced me that I had just gotten to the Zodiac Telescope. This telescope appears to consist of three parts: a mirror cylinder, a color cartridge, and an eyepiece, which seems to be removable with respect to the color cartridge. This is the part that collects light and there are two other color cartridges included. In other words, it is possible to collect and store up to three lights. : Precautions when peeking into eye contact lenses. Never look at the sun or strong light sources. If you see it, the peeked eye will have a Bad Status of 'Vision Loss' for an hour: I thought this penalty would be lighter given the horror when such an assist log flowed and I saw the telescope in reality. Or surprise those with powerful things like 'vision loss' amidst state abnormalities. "Phew... I don't see the light source." First I focus on the eyepiece area, peek inside but I don't even know where the focus is, and the focus is blurry. "Oh, it was inadvertent" Hold the mirror barrel with your right hand and roughly define the direction of the telescope. Ahead is the wheat field, where the water of gold swings. Yes, what we're about to harvest is the wheat that shakes golden in the sun. "I've got a knack for you." Lower your focus to nine times the lowest magnification to capture the things you want to show and widen your field of view to the limit. "Hmm... this time it could have been helpful to have a wide collection target" Because I felt it would be a cool observation at close range, even nine times. In other words, if the object was small, it would be difficult to capture the light from the telescope because the field of view was narrow. Having caught the wheat hoe over the lens, I succeed in keeping the lively wheat hoes in sight. Then the assist log flows again. : We have discovered the light that can be collected: : Do you want to collect the light into a color cartridge? "Let's start by keeping the multiplier 9x and take it..." Tap Jesus to see how it goes. And then. Could there be a change in "Zodiac's Telescope"? "Heavenly Man" It was at the same time that Mina and Mr. Announ's voice and I went to the conclusion. Remove the face from the eyepiece and check "Zodiac Telescope" again. Then we saw a clear change from earlier. A number of copper rings around the cylinder were circling with light. The child's heart is somehow severely tickled as the complex pattern slowly crumbles while emitting light. : "Yellow (Sun Yellow)" has accumulated in the "Color Cartridge": : When you materialize light, extract it as a color, do it in a dark place as far as possible out of light: I pull out the "color cartridge" and show it to both of us as I replace it with a new cartridge. The cartridge was a clear glassy thing, in which dark yellow liquid was chapped. "Congratulations! "The sun...... So, Arinsuka. Alchemy is a great thing." "Pfft. Cover me! I nodded so well at the impression of my people that I continued the experiment. From the results, light absorption with normal 'telescopes' was not possible with regard to this one. Collecting the light of the wheat ho doesn't seem to come true with a "telescope". But in The Demonic Mirror, he succeeded in absorbing light. Strangely, however, a color with a slightly different name could be taken from the color taken from the Zodiac Telescope. What was taken from "The Demonic Mirror" was "Brilliant Yellow in Food (Hookle Yellow)". Apparently, around not picking up to the part called 'Sun Light', there may be a smaller classified range from which light can be harvested compared to 'Zodiac Telescope'. "Ha wow... it's beautiful! "Sounds like some kind of booze publicity complaint." When Zodiac telescopes increased the magnification, it was found that the type of light could be more finely classified and an intense light color could be collected. However, this experiment showed that it would be difficult to put the lens into perspective for that matter. "I was able to get good results. Is it time? When I've finished taking a good look at all the things I've been able to take, I check the time and ask everyone. "So let's go to the Fairy Ball in the village of Comgi! Mina took the head in good health, Mr. Announ shook his head vertically with pleasure. For that reason, there was Mr. Announ in addition to Mina today. Actually, this may not be the only reason Mr. Announ is here. We made one hypothesis, and this is how we were collecting (...) material about the light, the sun, but that's another story. After trying out the new alchemy kit, we set foot inside the village to participate in the Fairy Ball, which will be held in the village of Comgi, as promised. "Looks like we can slow down here." Michelangelo's tired, isn't he? I walked into the village of Comgi and my first thought was sole. Unlike Michelangelo, paved with cobblestones, the landscape, lined with wooden houses in a pristine village, makes you dust. Actually, I can be the first to enter a city or village other than Michelangelo in plain sight. "I think I'll enjoy it quietly here." Honestly, Low Level Me and Mina were forced to wear out in a fierce battle in Michelangelo named 'Ball'. Itemwise and spiritually. Since one of the urgent quests presented by Ms. Mithola, NPC has also been found to be favored, and the presence of fairy angels (me, White Eyed) who brought that fact, among some mercenaries (players) in the pioneer cities, can be held up on that topic. There were plenty of cities, cities and villages where the ball was held, but reports are up that only the pioneer cities Michelangelo and the mining district Greldi showed up. You know, in Michelangelo, the wind fairy who was with me. Looks like there was a dirt fairy in Greldy. "You shouldn't be in Michelangelo for the time being." "Right..." Because right now, Michelangelo is surrounded by a rather bloody atmosphere. The city's current ruler, NPC Kaguya Morpheus, assembles in Michelangelo as a senior mercenary (player) who attempts a mass battle by forming a detachment party to see if he can manage to attack him within the event period before he pulls into the throne. I also heard this from my sister, who is in the next room of reality (real). "Ash King, you were so strong, weren't you" "I don't know... there were some creeps..." From what I heard when I confronted him directly, King Ash's statement, "You can read, human thoughts, etc.," I recall a dialogue that seemed a little puzzling, and I wander off with nature. I also feel like he said his skill name is' Heart-Eye 'or something... No way, on the gaming system, using an online game linked to the brain... The Ashes King of NPC, part of the system, is really loading and reacting to the human brain. And so on, that king seemed so dangerous that he had ridiculous delusions. "Honestly, I didn't think it would help." "Hara. As far as I can tell, we've heard that both names worked great, haven't we? Me and Mina's voice overlap Mr. Announ's beauty phrase. I kind of feel like my synchronization rate with Mina has been increasing lately. "I owe it to everyone." Thanks to Heavenly Lord! But the synchronization rate still seemed sweet. For some reason, Mr. Announ is laughing happily with Couscous when he hears our unfit hammer. "Whatever, the three of us have fun today." Today's venue is a small village of scale, which means me and Mina's outfit is not the style we're dressed in like last time. Either that or it's an easy-to-move choice, and it's geared the way it always is. "Ash Transparent Shawl" given to me by Mr. Announ. Instead of a shawl, the way I dress my thin fabric muffler around my neck unwrought makes me somehow sorry and apologize. "Yes, it is. I'd rather be pleased. From day to day, wearing it is the honor of being an artisan." I felt Mina haunted next door by what Mr. Announ said. "Oh, I'll wear it, too." Mina tries to switch gear to the one she made herself. "Mr. Mina, I'm glad you care, but it's the outfit that brings Mr. Mina to the top, isn't it? "Then reluctance is useless. Whether I can produce the next thing that brings Mr. Mina to the top of his clothes." As a matter of fact, Mina, me, and Mr. Announ can be geared up for a gutsy bee to handle combat at any time. Although not to the detriment of the ballroom landscape held in the village. This is the vigilance that comes from the lessons we learned at the last ball we attended. Even if it is a ball, there is no zero chance that it will lead to battle. Then it is imperative to prepare for it. "If you need anything, I won't protect you." Mr. Announ is not dressed like a princess martial artist today, but he said he is wearing the most defensive Japanese clothes, and that he could withstand a blow even if he was stuck by surprise. I'm not wearing the dress that Sage Mithola gave me, either. "Heavenly Master, why don't you wear it? "It takes a lot of powerful corrections in terms of status, but, you know..." Hi. I knew there was resistance to something called a skirt. Besides, wearing those makes me float fluffy with the characteristics of my gear, so it's not a substitute to wear from day to day. "Ha ha. Mr. Taro doesn't wear such rare things all the time. In the unlikely event that it develops into PvP and drops..." Mr. Announ hides his mouth and eyes with long sleeves and moves such as getting wet in tears, in a way that the phonetic sounds that he said are likely to come from. Yeah, that's the way you looked at it. The knife you are offering to your hips as your main weapon comes from your sister. The traveler series we see as protective gear starts with Evening Fair (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya). Shawl came from Mr. Announ. Speaking of things that I put together myself, only alchemy related equipment. Hmm. Could it be contributing? No, that shouldn't happen. I hope my sister is a family...... I am proud to say that it is the result of a reciprocal deal, which consists of an exchange of equivalence with others. Besides, using the stuff my friends gave me is extraordinarily easier to attach to than the equipment I bought from NPC, and I feel like putting it on all the time. Walking with that in mind, I approached a place that looked like the village's central square, a ballroom. "Right here! "That's not true." There was a round-tailed chair so as to enclose a wooden table of low height. Various kinds of fruits, fruits and vegetables served on a wood dish on the table appetize. Is the cup also a shredded tree, in the shape of a martial bone but somewhere rounded and I feel tender. We smiled at each other with a dusty smile at the venue where the handmade sensation drifted from there. I feel my gaze concentrate for a moment on our arrival, but it misses quickly. Those who have turned a blind eye are the mercenaries (players) who entered the venue first as tourists and are out of hand. If you observe closely, everyone in this venue seems to be solo attending with no sign of having a party. In the meantime, if the three of us show up stiffened and amicably wierd, we'll chase that with our eyes even if we don't like it anymore. Unlike Michelangelo, tensions seemed to be spreading. While in the Mercenary Corps (Clan) "Lonely Wolf", Mina, who was also a floating being, seemed to have acutely guessed what was going on around her and shut her mouth before saying everything she thought. Keep the decadent Mina's head pounding like she's older, and I'll exhale whoops. I think from the bottom of my heart that Clan Clan is a game that even one person can enjoy enough. But now. Mina and Announ are next door. Meet George and the alchemy path opens. Run through the battlefield with Yuki and Koya. Siz, talk to Yayuchi. Now that I know how fun it is to empathize with something with everyone. I would also like to have more company to play with. I'm sure they, they may have come looking for company to adventure with. Then there is only one means to be taken. "Let's go, Mina! I took Mina's hand and took my own foot to the venue. "Ha, ha." The blonde cleric girl had a superb grin and followed me. At the same time, cheerful music began to sound, announcing the start of the Fairy Ball. Talo Level 4 HP 60 MP40 (+ 10) Power 1 Magic 14 Defense 2 Demon 8 Quickness 140 Intelligence 155 Remaining Skill Points 17 Skills [Alchemy Lv30] [Wind Fairy Friend News (Yujin) Lv1] Title in Gear [Sophisticated Witch] * 3x Skill Points Acquired when Level Up. -Blue particles caused by magic occur in the hair. Stock Title [Rebels cutting ahead] * Critical hit with 50% first shot. -The total number of damage increased by 20% against opponents whose levels are higher than their own. Head: Butterfly Hair Decoration (Defense + 1 Demon Protection + 5) Torso: Coat of Travelers (Defense + 7 Demon Defense + 2) Arms: Traveler's Gloves (Defense + 2 Demon Protection + 1) Foot: Traveler's Trousers (Defense + 4 Demon Defense + 2) Left Hand: "Shoot (Y) Brush (With Fu) (Small)" - Direct paint [F] Flying paint [G] (range 3 meters) Accessories: 'Ash transparent shawl' * Demon proof + 20 MP + 10 It is possible to homogenize the body with a special effect gray field. Close to simple transparency.
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156่ฉฑ ใจใ‚ใ‚‹้›ๆฒปๅธซใฎไบˆๆ„Ÿ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใฃใฆใ€้›†ใ‚ใพใ™......ใ€ ๅฆ™ใชๅฎขไบบใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅ†ทใ‚„ใ‹ใ—? ใŒใ€Ž ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฆชๆ–นใŒ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฃใฆใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ......ใ‚ใฎๅญใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ไฝ•ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“! ๅฆ™ใชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ ใŒใใ€ใ„ใ„ใƒขใƒณใฏๆŒใฃใฆใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹? ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€้ƒจใซใ‚ƒ้จ’ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใƒณใ ใใชใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใฎ็ฌฌไบŒๅธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใซใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆœซๅธญใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใชใ‚“ใ‹ใซใ‚‚้›ๅ†ถใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ‚ณใƒ„ใชใฉใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฆชๅˆ‡ใช ๅฝผใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ่’ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎไธๅฏงใชๆŒ‡ๅฐŽใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚นใงไบบๆœ›ใฏๅŽšใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ†งใ‚Œใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ€‚ๅ้ขใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ๆ›ฒใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„่Šฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใฆๅŒๆ€งใจใ—ใฆๅ…„่ฒดใจใ‚‚ใŠ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใณใŸใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไบบใŒใ€ใตใ‚‰ใฃใจ็พใ‚ŒใŸ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’่ชๅฎšๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ตŒ็ทฏใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใชใ‚“ใ‹ใซใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใŒใพใพใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใปใ ใ•ใ‚Œใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบใซ้™ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใŸใกใฎๆ„š็—ดใ˜ใฟใŸไผš่ฉฑใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆ€ฅใซ่จชๅ•ใ—ใฆใใŸ่ฌŽใฎ้Š€้ซช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซใใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใซไธ€็žฌใ‚ฏใƒฉใฃใจใใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏ็‚Žใซ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๆงใ’ใŸ่บซใจใ—ใฆๆบใ‚‰ใ่จณใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไบ‹ใ€่ทไบบๆฅญใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใ€ๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†่ฆๆœ›ใซใ€็ฐกๅ˜ใซใƒใ‚คใ‚ฝใ‚ฆใƒ‡ใ‚นใ‚ซใจไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹็‰นๅˆฅใช้‡‘ๅฑžใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’ไบคๆธ‰ๆๆ–™ใซใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงๆ–นใ€ใ‚ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฃใทใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œใใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็‰นๅˆฅใช้‡‘ๅฑžใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใใŸใญใˆใช......ใ€ ็‰นๅˆฅใช้‡‘ๅฑž......ใใ†ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅฝน็ซ‹ใŸใšใช้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎใƒขใƒŽใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„็พŽ่ฒŒใฎๆŒใกไธปใ ใจใ‹ใ€ๅนผใ„ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ่ฆ็ด ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ€Ž ใ€Žๆญฆๆ‰“ใกไบบใ€ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Ž้›ๅ†ถใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€Žๆœจๅทฅใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฎŸใฏใ€ใ€ŽๆŽกๅ–ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใ„ใ†ใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆœฌ็ญ‹ใงๆˆ้•ทใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ้‰ฑ็‰ฉใ‚„ๆ˜†่™ซใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซใ—ใฆ้ฃพใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฅฝใใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฏๅ…ƒใฎใพใพใงใ‚‚็พŽใ—ใใ€ๅ›บใ„ใ€‚็ง˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่‰ฒใ‚“ใชๆ‰‹ๆณ•ใงๅŠ ๅทฅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅฝขใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็พŽใ—ใๅผทๅ›บใชๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆ˜‡่ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ˜†่™ซใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็ถบ้บ—ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใใ€็Ÿญๅ‘ฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ ใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใ€็„ก้™ๅคงใซใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใช็‰ฉใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ่ฉ•ไพกใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ็ด ๆใ‚’ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใคใคใ€ใƒ€ใƒ–ใฃใŸ็‰ฉใฏๅฃฒใ‚Šใซๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ่ณ‡้‡‘ใ‚’่ฒฏใ‚ใฆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŠน็Ž‡ใฎใ„ใ„ๆŽกๅ–่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ใ‚†ใใ‚†ใใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฑ•็คบๅบ—ใ‚’ๆŒใคใฎใŒใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ็›ฎๆจ™ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸ็ด ๆใ‚’ใŸใ ๅฃฒใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใ€ๅŠ ๅทฅใ—ใฆๅฃฒใฃใŸๆ–นใŒๅˆฉ็Ž‡ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจๆ€ใ„่‡ณใฃใฆใ€Ž้›ๅ†ถใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใ€Žๆœจๅทฅใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฒๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒไธปใซๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸใ„ใฎใฏใ€้‰ฑ็‰ฉใจๆค็‰ฉใ€ใใ‚ŒใซไปŠใฏใพใ ใงใใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉๆ˜†่™ซใฎ้กžใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅŠ ๅทฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ€Ž้›ๅ†ถใ€ใจใ€Žๆœจๅทฅใ€ใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒใคใŒๆœ€้ฉใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒœใ‚ฏใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆšดๆŒ™ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚้›ๅ†ถ ๅ›ฃ้•ทใฎใƒžใ‚ตใƒ ใƒใ•ใ‚“่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒ้ขๆŽฅใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€็ฌฌไธ‰ๅธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ‰ฟ่ชใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๅ…ฅๅ›ฃ่จฑๅฏใจใ„ใ†้‹ใณใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ›็„ก็†ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ—ใฆใฟใŸ็ตๆžœ......ใ€‚ ๅ…ฅๅ›ฃ่ฉฆ้จ“ใฎ้ขๆŽฅใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒžใ‚ตใƒ ใƒใ•ใ‚“ใฏใปใจใ‚“ใฉ็„กๅฃใงใ€Žใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€ใจ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ไธ€ใคใ€ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใƒใ‚ซใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€่‡ชๆšด่‡ชๆฃ„ใซใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€้‰ฑ็‰ฉใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚„็พŽใ—ใ•ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅ…จ็จฎใฎ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใฆใ‚ณใƒณใƒ—ใƒชใƒผใƒˆใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ๅ–‹ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ๅˆๆ ผใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆญฃ็›ดใซใ€ๅฑ•็คบๅบ—ใ‚’้–‹ใใŸใ‚ใซใ€Ž้›ๅ†ถใ€ใง้‡‘ๅ„ฒใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŠใ‚ใ‡ใฎ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…็†ฑใ‚„็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใซใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ†ใกใฎๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใซใชใ‚“ใœใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใซๆดปใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚„ใ€ ใ€Ž้›ๅ†ถใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚ฆใƒใซๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ใชใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏไปŠใงใ‚‚้ฎฎๆ˜Žใซๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ€ใˆใฐใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆไป–ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใŸ้‡‘ๅฑžใ€้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒŽใงใ—ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ†? ใพใ่ฉณใ—ใใฏ่จ€ใˆใญใˆใŒ......ใ€ ๆ•ฐ็žฌใฎ้–“ใซ็”Ÿใ˜ใŸๆฒˆ้ป™ใฏใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅคงใใ‚ŒใŸ็œ‰ๅ”พใ‚‚ใฎใฎ้€ธ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใชใ‚‰ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ......ใพใ•ใซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซ็„ถใŸใ‚‹ๆŒฏ่ˆžใ„ใงใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰้›ๅ†ถๅธซใซๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใง...... ใใ‚ŒใŒ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฎ้กžใง้‡‘ๅฑžใซๆˆใ‚Šๅพ—ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใƒœใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๅฏพ่ฑกๅ†…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ป„้‡‘ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ˜ใ‚ƒใพใ ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใช?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎดใฃใฆๆ›ฒใŒใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ๆญฆๅ™จใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œ่ฃ…้ฃพๅ“ใฎ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅ”ธใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ„ใ€…ใฏใ™ใใซๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไบŒๅธญใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใ€Ž ใ€Œๆœจๅˆ€ใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใไธๆˆฆใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚‚ๅซใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใƒใ‚ซใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ›ณใ‚‚ๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใซ็ถšใใ€็ฌฌไธ‰ๅธญใฎใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚่ฉฑใซๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜”ใฎ......ไผŠ้”ๆ”ฟๅฎ—ใŒๅพณๅทๅฟ ้•ทใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ช˜ใ„ใ‚’ใ€Ž่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎๅ ดใงใ€ๆœจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅธฏๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ–ญใ‚ใฃใŸใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚ๅˆ€ใฎๅฝขใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆไฟใคใ ใ‘ใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็งใงใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่ฌ€ๅใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใพใ™ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๆœ‰ๆง˜ใงใฏ็งใŒๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใชใ„ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใจใชใ‚“ใงใ‡ใ„! ใ‚ใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š! ๆ‰“ใก็ •ใๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ! ใƒ‰ใƒค้ก”ใงๆœจๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็œŸๆ„ใฏๅนณๅ’Œ็š„ใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€้›ๅ†ถใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏไฝฟใ„็‰ฉใซใชใ‚‰ใญใˆใจ่‡ช่บซใฎๅœจใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’่ฌ™่™šใซ่กจๆ˜Žใ—ใ€ใ ใ‘ใ‚“ใฉใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใฏๆ›ฒใ’ใญใˆใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ‚‹ในใๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‹ในใ่€…ใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅธฏๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใฉใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ‚ใฎๅญใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใ‚’่ชญใฟๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ใพใ ใพใ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’้›ใˆ้€ ใ‚‹่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆœช็†Ÿใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‰ใใ†ใช็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€ŒใชใƒผใซใŒใ€ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใฏไธ‡็‰ฉใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ€‚ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใฉใ“ใŒ้›ๅ†ถใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅŠฃใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ? ๅ„ชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‚นใฏใ‚ใ‚ŒใฉๅŠฃใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹็ญ‹ๅˆใ„ใฏใชใ„ใ€ใ ใจใ•ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบ้”ใฎ้›ๅ†ถใฎๆ–นใŒไธ‹ใ ใฃใฆ? ็”Ÿๆ„ๆฐ—ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“้”ใฏใ‚ใ‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคใ‚‚ใใ†ๆ€ใ†ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ๅพ’ๅผŸไปฒ้–“ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใธๆ€ฅใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซ้›ๅ†ถใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ€ๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซ้›ฃใ—ใ„ไฝœๆฅญใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใง้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚„ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงๆ‰“ใก่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใฏใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅพ’ๅผŸใŸใกใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒณใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใ‚ดใƒŸใจๆถๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่žใ„ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ็กฌๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใฎใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใซใฉใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€‚ ๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ƒŒไธˆใ€ๅฒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ญ‹่‚‰ใ€้›ๅ†ถๅธซใฎ้ ‚็‚นใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅ›ฃ้•ทใ€ใƒžใ‚ตใƒ ใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹่ฆชๆ–นใŒใ€้›ๅ†ถใฎ่ฉฑไปฅๅค–ใงๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸ!? ใใฎ้ฉšใในใไบ‹ๅฎŸใซๅพ’ๅผŸใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆชๆ–นใฏใ€ๆป…ๅคšใซๅ–‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใŒใ€็ใ—ใ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€่ทไบบใฎ็›ฎใ ......ใ€ ่ชฐใฎ็›ฎใ€ใจๅ›ฃ้•ทใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅพ’ๅผŸใŸใกใฏๅ…จๅ“กใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใƒœใ‚ฝใฃใจๅใๅ‡บใ™่จ€่‘‰ใฏๅ˜่ชฟใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตๆป…ๅคšใซๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‹ใชใ„ไบบใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใ“ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎ่ƒธใซ้‡ใใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้›ๅ†ถใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ......ใ€Ž้€”ไธญใพใงใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒใ€ๆญ“ๅ–œใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ใ ใŒๆบใ‚‹ใŽใชใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใง็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹่ฆชๆ–นใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็‚‰ใฎ็†ฑใ•ใซใŸใ˜ใ‚ใใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚้‰„ใฎ็กฌใ•ใซ ไฝ•ใจ่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใจใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใŒใ‚Šใชใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅญๅผŸใŸใกใฏ่ทไบบใฎ็ซฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฏใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไธ‡็‰ฉใ€ใ ใจ่ฑช่ชžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ€Žๅ™‚ใฎใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ‹......ใ€ ๆทฑใใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅธใฃใฆๅใๅ›ฃ้•ทใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ไปŠใ‚„ๅฝผๅฅณใซไธๆบ€ใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๆœ€ไธŠใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹้›ๅ†ถๅธซใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใƒžใ‚ตใƒ ใƒใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅƒๅนด้›ๅ†ถใฎๅคง่€ๅ€™ใ€ใจใ„ใ†้กž็จ€ใชใ‚‹็งฐๅทใ‚’ๆ‰€ๆŒใ™ใ‚‹่ฆชๆ–นใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’
158 156 Stories A Forge Artist'S Premonition "Even I collect..." Strange guests, or chills? watched blurry as he left the workshop of "Wushu Man (We)," and I was somewhat whining (crushing). Then Mr. Gantetsu, who has been looking after me from day to day, asked me with a gahaha laugh. "Mr. Gantetsu, Mr. Genklow, I don't think I have enough ore for my parents to admit... what the hell is that kid? "Ha! Strange kid, don't you have a good mon?" The Silver Angel. "I don't know why it's so noisy." Mr. Gantetsu is a friendly mercenary (player) who, while in his second seat as deputy commander, also teaches me some tips on blacksmith skills in the last seat. He's rough on words, but his desire can be thick with that polite guidance, and he's a bit of an admirer. On the other hand, I will never accept what I don't like, and with a core that doesn't bend, I want to call you both brother and father as same-sex. Such a person declared a beautiful girl who appeared flustered. With that background, the surrounding brothers didn't seem to feel funny. "How could you be an alchemist?" "You seemed selfish because you looked a little good." "Mr. Gantetsu, are you kidding me about that beautiful girl? "Only that guy won't have it." Listening to the foolish conversation between my brothers, I think about the mysterious silver-haired girl I've suddenly visited. Although I did get a moment into that beauty, I guess everyone couldn't have swayed it as a body that gave its soul to the flames. With regard to the craftsmanship, I can't easily accept the request to show me what's in my hand. "I hear you brought some special metal." "Put that in the bargaining material, or..." "Daimyo, that pretty girl must be a man mercenary (player)." You mean you got special metals and stuff from him? "Hey there..." Special metals... yes, what bothers me the most is not the element she used useless alchemy, the beauty owner who doesn't seem to be anything in the world, or the young girl who said so. I can't help but wonder about the fact that the top three seats in "Wushu Man (We)" had enough negotiating materials and rare metals to approve that it was okay to show the weapon creation itinerary. While I belong to the Mercenary Corps (Clan) "The Martial Striker," I am as good at "woodworking" skills as I am at "blacksmithing" skills. And as a matter of fact, I'm growing something called 'harvesting' skills. For whatever reason, I like to decorate minerals and insects as collections. Ore is beautiful and stiff even as it was. It's fascinating to change the shape of the hidden possibilities by processing them in various ways, and to elevate them into more beautiful and robust beings. I think the insects are beautiful after all. Even though it is small and short-lived, it is beautiful where the body is colored in various patterns, depending on individual ecosystems and habitats. We can collect a variety of objects, no matter how much, infinitely. And there are people who appreciate me now. Collect the materials and collect them while the dubbed items are put up for sale. It is my goal at this clan clan to save money, get more efficient collecting gear, and have my own exhibition shop. So instead of just selling out the material I collected, I figured it would be more interesting to process and sell it, so I gained 'blacksmith' skills and 'woodworking' skills. Minerals and plants, and insects that I haven't been able to harvest yet. When it comes to processing them, 'blacksmiths' and 'woodworking' are the results of the decision that these two are the best. Naturally, naturally, I was sad after all. What did I think of such an outrage? He applied to join the Battlefighter, said to be the culmination of the Blacksmith Mercenary Corps (Klan). The captain, Mr. Masamune, will interview himself and carry the permission to join the group with the approval of the deputy captain, Mr. Gantetsu, and the third seat, Mr. Genklow. I didn't think I could do it anyway, but if I just wanted to, I tried and it turned out... Even when it came to interviewing for the enlistment exam, Masamune asked me one question, almost silently, 'Why would I want to come in?', and I just let her bathe. I wondered if I was fooled by such a grumpy (bumpy) attitude, and if I kept talking about my knowledge of minerals, my beauty, and my desire to collect and complete all Clan Clan varieties of ore with momentum close to self-destructive abandonment, I got a pass for some reason. Of course, to be honest, I also said it was because I wanted to make money from 'blacksmiths' to open an exhibition store. "Your passion and knowledge of ore. Oh, why help us? Let everyone here take advantage of me. ' "It's funny how you're trying to get into our house even though you want to do more than blacksmith." I can still vividly recall Mr. Gantetsu and Mr. Genklow laughing and saying that to me. It may have been the first moment I played Clan Clan and was recognized by another mercenary (player). "Mr. Gantetsu, what kind of metal, ore, was it that she brought? "Whoa? Well, I can't tell you the details..." The silence that arose during a few moments was also a sign that her brothers and sisters around her were also somewhat interested in her. An alchemist with an anecdote of what a great eyebrow spit is about turning just iron into gold. But she really... behaved like an alchemist, and she hated me and the other blacksmiths... I don't know how she got Kim, I don't know, but I want to collect her. If it can be metallic like ore, it's still not part of my collection. "The Clan Clan hasn't discovered gold yet, has it? "It's funny what a weapon that beats and bends" "Mixing with ornaments at best" But when Mr. Gantetsu roared one more time, each shut his mouth immediately. I'm waiting for a reflection on "Kim" that my two-seat girlfriend brought. "Wooden knife, maybe that's why it included the meaning of no war. Without the intention to fool around or hostile..." Following Mr Gantes, Mr Genklow from the third seat also joins the story. "There are stories of the old... Dada Shinto turning down Tadashi Tokugawa's coup d 'etat by carrying a wooden knife. It's like a wooden knife that barely keeps the shape of a knife, and if I'm useless like this, I'll participate in a conspiracy. But in this case, it would be better if I didn't participate." "Why not! That lady, cut off the enemy! I'll make a weapon to smash. In this place! I brought a wooden knife with a Doya face. Though its sincerity is peaceful, it is useless when it comes to blacksmiths. You said to us that you humbly express your ways, and that more and more people do not bend their will! "In the place of righteousness, the righteous carry a sword. I don't know what that means... we may not have been able to read her intentions yet, but we may have been immature as weapons builders." "That sounded great." "Nah, but the Alchemist is dealing with everything." "Oh, I guess." What do you think is inferior to blacksmithing in alchemy? There's no such thing as being inferior. " "Our blacksmiths are better down there? I don't know what to say." "Mr. Gantes says oh, but Junya thinks so too, doesn't she? One of my brothers suddenly came to talk to me. Indeed, blacksmithing skills are more challenging in a series of tasks that are harder than you can imagine. I don't feel good when they tell me that we're down there doing our best and enjoying ourselves. But as soon as I heard that my brothers and Genklow were using "alchemy" where his main skills were trashed, I wondered if it was because his attitude had hardened. So when I'm wondering how to answer my buddies... Mercenaries (players) at the top of mountainous backs, rocky muscles, and blacksmiths suddenly broke their hips. This is Mr. Masamune, our mercenary commander. Or my parents opened their mouths other than talking about blacksmiths!? Both my brothers and I were stunned by that amazing fact. Parents rarely talk. That's what he used to say. "... those eyes are the eyes of craftsmen..." Whose eyes, the captain did not say. All the brothers and sisters in this room should feel it, though they don't put it in their mouths. Boso The words that spit out are monotonous. But this statement was heavy on our hearts because we're usually the ones who don't open our mouths. "... the lady looked at our blacksmith and said... 'Until halfway through, the weapon was raising its voice of joy'..." A parent who speaks of an angel of silver in a slow, but unwavering tone. "... not even wandering over the heat of the furnace. Not even the iron hardness. I'm not fascinated by the beauty of blacksmiths. That gaze, yes. 'I want to talk more'. That's what I had my eyes on..." What do you want to talk to? That means no one asks questions. Nonetheless, the children here are at the mercy of the craftsmen. Indeed, the angel of silver used to brazenly say that 'the alchemy counterpart is everything'. "... that lady is the 'rumored' angel..." Deep, breathing and vomiting in front of the captain, there would now be no jailed brother (or brother) dissatisfied with her. As the rusted sword regains its sharpness and radiance, the cloudy perception of our brothers and sisters will be sharpened. "... this is something you can't lose..." Mr. Masamune, the blacksmith at the top of the clan clan and head of our regiment. Parents who possess the rare title of "The Great Age of Millennial Blacksmiths" felt as though they recognized her as a partner (rival).
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42่ฉฑ ้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใŠไบŒไบบใฏ......็งใŒไปฅๅ‰ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใจใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ้…’ๅ ดใงๅฐ่€ณใซๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚15ๆญณไปฅไธ‹ใฎ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ€‚ใ‚ถใ‚ณใŒๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใ‚ƒในใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ้•ท่บซ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใฏไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๆซๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฉใๆฝฐใ™ใž?ใ€ ใ‚บใ‚ทใƒณใจ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ฝฎใใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅจๅœงใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆจชๆšดใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ไฟบใŒ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’็™บใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€‚ ใงใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏไธ€ๆญฉใ€่บซใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใจใฎ่ท้›ขใฏ2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ€‚ใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใฏใใ† ใ€Œใ‚ˆใใ‚„ใฃใŸใชใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจๆ›ดใซ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ™‚ใฎ้Š€้ซชๅคฉไฝฟใซ ๆฒนๆ–ญใฎใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใƒซใƒ•ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไธ€็žฌใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒ็™บใ™ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒไฟบใซๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’่žใๅ‡บใ™็ด„ๆŸ? ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใ‚ถใ‚ณใฎใใ›ใซใชใ‹ใชใ‹ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญ?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่จ€ใซใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚‚ๅŒ่ชฟใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด„ๆŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏใƒŸใƒŠใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ไผธใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......้Š€้ซชๅคฉไฝฟใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใƒŸใƒŠใ‹ใ‚‰็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใใฎๅŒ็œธใŒๅ‘ใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎ่จ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅซŒๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ€ๆฌฒใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆ้š ใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‹็žณใจ็›ธๅฏพใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ƒธใ‚’ใ‚ˆใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏไพกๅ€คใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ่ฒด้‡ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใซใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“็ตกใฟใฎๆกˆไปถใ‚‚ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏไฟบใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€่ฆชๅฏ†ใซใชใฃใŸใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‹? ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซๆ‰‹ๅผ•ใใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ? ใ€Œ......ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไฟบใจๅ‡บไผšใ„ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ†’้™บใ‚’ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใŒใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ ใฃใŸ? ใ•ใฃใใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใ†ใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ ๅฐใ•ใ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ไธ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ้ป™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅ†ไธ‰ใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจไฟบใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎไธๅฎ‰ใซๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹็žณใซใฏๆ€ฏใˆใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆฟƒใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใฏไฟบใงใฏใชใใ€ไฟบใซใ™ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใ‹ใ‚‰็œผๅ‰ใฎไบŒไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจ็›ดๆ„Ÿ็š„ใซ็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใจไผธใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใ€ๅฅณไฝ“ๅŒ–ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š้™คใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅฐใ•ใชๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆกใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ”ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅŠฑใพใ—ใซใƒŸใƒŠใฏๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ ทใใ€‚ ใฏใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚Šใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใจใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒใŸใฎๅ›ฃใซใ€ๆˆปใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚็งใฏใ‚ใชใŸใŒใŸใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆ ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒƒใจไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅผทใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใŒ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใ‚’่‚ฉใซๆ‹…ใŽใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚้ขใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฃใกใ€‚ใŠใพใˆใฏใƒใ‚ซใ ใชใ€‚ใŠใพใˆใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฅดใŒใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ€ๅคงใใช่ขซๅฎณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใงใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ่ฉฑใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠใพใˆใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒใƒƒใƒ”ใƒผใ‚จใƒณใƒ‰ใ ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใคใใฅใไฝฟใˆใญใˆๅฅดใ ใชใ€ ๅฝผใฏใ‚คใƒฉใคใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€่…น็ซ‹ใก็ด›ใ‚Œใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น่งฃๆถˆใจใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ดใ‚นใƒณใฃใจ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซใŸใŸใใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ˆžใฃใŸๅœŸๅŸƒใฏๅฐใ•ใชไฟบ้”ใซใตใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใฏๅฐ้ฆฌ้นฟใซใ—ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใฃใŸใใ€ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซ็ขบไฟใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅธธ้“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚‚ๅผฑใ‘ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ้ ญใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใˆใˆใชใใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใƒใ€ ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ ใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใงใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฑšใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆฑšใ„ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏไธญใ€…ใƒ”ใƒฅใ‚ขใช็‰ฉๅทฎใ—ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ๆ€ฏใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใจใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎใ—ใŒใ‚‰ใฟใ‚’ไฟบใฏ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใจใ—ใฆใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ใ‹ใฐใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ƒŒไธญใงๆŠผใ—ใฆใ€่…ฐใซใ‚ใฃใŸๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้ซ˜ใพใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใจใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ่‡ช็”ฑใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่‡ช็”ฑใฏๅฑ้™บใจ่ƒŒไธญๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ ใ€‚่‡ช็”ฑใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆ–‡ๅฅใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€ ๆšดๅŠ›ใ‚’็ตตใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚’่ƒŒๅพŒใซๅพ“ใˆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏ้™ใ‹ใซไฟบ้”ใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญไพ›้”ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ ใ‘ใŒ็”˜ใ„ๆฑใ‚’ๅธใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใชๅคงไบบ้”ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๅญไพ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€็‹ก็Œพใซๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๆŠœใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏๆฏ›็šฎใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใฏใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ›ใ€้‹ญใ„็œผๅ…‰ใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......่ฉฑใ‚’ใ€ไป•ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š็›ดใใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่…ฐใซใคใ„ใŸใ‚ตใƒผใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’้ž˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใๆŠœใๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ‚’ไฟบใŸใกใŒใพใŸใ€ไฟ่ญทใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ‚Šใจใ„ใฃใฆใฏไฝ•ใ ใŒใ€ๆœ‰็›Šใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ†ใช ใซใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒไธๅฏๅฏพ่ฑกใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใฏไฝœๅ‹•ใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆๅผทๅผ•ใชๅ‹ง่ช˜ๆ–นๆณ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใœใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ?ใ€ ๆฉŸๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‰Šใในใใ€ไฟบใฏใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€‘ใŒ้–“่ฟ‘ใชไปŠใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆฌฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅคšๆ•ฐใฎ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€‘ใŒ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใชใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใ‚’่ชฟๆŸปใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ‚ชๆ‰‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซ็ถšใใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚‚ใŠใฃใใ†ใใ†ใซๅฃใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ“ใ“ใฏๅคœใซใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ถใ‚ณใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅผทๆ•ตใŒใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใ€‚็‹ฉใ‚Šใซใฏใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใฎ้ญ้‡ใฏๅ…จใใฎๅถ็„ถใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘่ƒธใฎ็•™้ฃฒใฏไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใŒใ€่‚ๅฟƒใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ‚ชใ่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ—ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใงๅฟƒใชใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚‰ใŒใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใๆ‚ช่ณช่กŒ็‚บใซๅŠ ๆ‹…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใพใงไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šไธ€็žฌใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎ่ฉฑใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’็–‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไฟบ่‡ช่บซใซๅผทใ„ๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚? ๅฉใๆฝฐใ™ใž? ้Š€ใƒใƒ“้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€ ่จฑใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒๅฐใ•ใ™ใŽใฆใ€้ˆใ„ใŠๅ‰ใฎ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ‹ใ™ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใชใ€ ไฟบใฏๆŒ‘็™บใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€Ÿๆ”ปๆ€งใ‹ใคๆ”ปๆ’ƒๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ€Ž็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ท้›ขใงไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฎๆถ™+2ใ€ใจใ€ๅˆใฎๅฏพไบบๆˆฆใง็›ฎใใ‚‰ใพใ—ใจใ—ใฆๆดป่บใ—ใŸใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰+2ใ€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ€่ฝใก็€ใ‘......ใ€‚ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้Š€้ซช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆœฌๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฃใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ‚ถใ‚ณใฎใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใ—ใ‹ไฝœใ‚Œใชใ„้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใไฝ•ใฎๅฝนใซใ‚‚็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใช!ใ€ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ„šๅผ„ใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ฎใƒชใƒƒใจๅฅฅๆญฏใ‚’ๅ™›ใฟ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹? ใ™ใใชใใจใ‚‚ๅ…ƒๅ›ฃๅ“กใ‚’ใ„ใณใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ—ใ‹่ƒฝใฎใชใ„ใ€ๅญค้ซ˜ใฎใŠไธ€ไบบๆง˜ใ‚’ๆฐ—ๅ–ใฃใŸ็‹ผใ‚‚ใฉใใซใฒใจๆณกๅนใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใž?ใ€ ็ฒ‹ใŒใฃใฆใฏใฟใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏ้žๅธธใซ่–„ใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎๆจชๆšดใซๅฑˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ™ใ”ใไธๆ„‰ๅฟซใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใงใใ‚‹้™ใ‚ŠๆŠ—ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......ใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒใใ†ๅ‘Šใ’ใฆใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆ–นใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ–ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆฃฎใฎๆœจใ€…ใŒ้ณดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ้Ÿณใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€่พบใ‚Šใซใฏไป–ใซ4ไบบใฎ ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‚Šใซ้šๅˆ†ใจ็พคใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ ใชใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใซใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ไฟบใฎใ“ใจใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ้š ่”ฝใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚„ๆš—ๆฎบใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขใ—ใฆๅญฆใถๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅผทใๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใคใคใ€ไฟบใฏ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใชใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆ‰“็ ดใงใใชใ„ใ‹ๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ‚“ใ‚ใ‡......ใ€ ใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใจใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅทฎใฏใ™ใ”ใใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ—......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ‚ธใƒผใƒƒใจไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ‡บๆ–นใ‚’ ใ“ใ“ใฏๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใŒ้€ƒใ’ใฎไธ€ๆ‰‹ใซ่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ€Žใƒขใ‚ฏใƒขใ‚ฏ่‰ใ€ใจใ€Ž็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใ€ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€Œใฐใปใตใ…ใƒƒใƒƒ!?ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€้€ฃใฎๅ‹•ไฝœใฏใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆ่พผใพใ‚Œใ€ใใฎใพใพๅœฐ้ขใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ไธญๆ–ญใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ€ใ ใ‚Œ!?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅ›žใ‚ŠใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซใ–ใ‚ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€Žใƒใ‚ณใƒณใƒƒใ€ใจ้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใช้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใƒ‰ใ‚ตใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚ตใƒƒใจไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‹็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใŸใใ€้ ญใฏๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใŒใ€ๅ››ไบบไธญไธ‰ไบบใŒ่‰ใ‚€ใ‚‰ใซๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใงๆŠŠๆกใงใใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆ€ฅใซ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‹ใ‚‰่งฃๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆ้ก”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใŒไฟบใฎ้ ญใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅฟตใฏๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ใ™ใใซ่งฃๆถˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ป’้ซชใƒใƒ‹ใƒผใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใฎ้บ—ไบบใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎใƒ’ใƒˆใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ใฏใ€็ง้”ใŒใŠใพใˆใซๅ•ใ†ๅฐ่ฉžใ ใ€ ๅŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’่…ฐใซๆบใˆใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใฎใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใฏใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ›ใŸๅง‰ใŒใใ“ใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใŒไฟบ้”ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซใชใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏไฟบใŸใกใจ็›ธๅฏพใ—ใŸใจใใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใ—ใ€ๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ไฝŽใ่บซๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ‚‹ใงใ€็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’็‹™ใ†็‹ผใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏใ€ใฉใ“ๅนใ้ขจใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€่ฟ‘ๆ‰€ใงๆ•ฃๆญฉใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ™่ฃ•ใชๅงฟๅ‹ขใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......15ๆญณไปฅไธ‹ใฎ ใ€Œๅ‹คๅ‹‰ใชไบ‹ใฏ็พŽๅพณใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ๅŠใ‚„้”ใฏๅฏใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅญใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅคœใตใ‹ใ—ใ‚‚่จฑใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฑช่ฏใซใ‚‚ๅ›ฃ้•ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้ขจใฎ็‹ฉไบบใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใจใฏใชใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏไฟบใŸใกใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆจชๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใƒžใƒŠใƒผ้•ๅใ ใž? ใใ“ใฎ้Š€้ซชใŒใ€ใŠใพใˆใ‚‰ใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใ ใจ่žใ„ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซใ€ใ“ใฎๅญใฏใ‚ฆใƒใฎๅญใงใชใ€‚ๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰็‹ผใฎใฒใ‚ˆใฃใ“ใซใ€ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎ็‹ฉใ‚Šใ‚’่บซไฝ“ใงๆ•™ใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ใฆใ„ใ?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’็จใ‚€็›ฎใคใใซ้™บๅ‘‘ใ•ใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใงใชใ€‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ‚Œใซใฆๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ๅญไพ›ใซๅญไพ›ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็šฎ่‚‰ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใซๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒๅง‰ใ€‚ ใใฃใกใ‚Šใจ็šฎ่‚‰ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎๆฎ‹ๅ…š้”ใŒๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ™ใฎใ‚’ๆฒนๆ–ญใชใๆณจ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅง‰ใฏใ€ไธ‰ไบบใŒใ„ใชใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸ้ ƒใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใƒŸใƒŠใฎไธก่„‡ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅง‰ใฎไปฒ้–“ใจใŠใผใ—ใไบŒไบบใฎ ใใ—ใฆใ€Žใฏใ......ใ€ใจๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€ไฟบใฎ้ ญใซใƒใƒณใฃใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽ......่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใƒใ‚ฐใฏใพใ ใชใŠใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใญ?ใ€ ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ„ใ ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใฏใ€ๆ€ช่จใซใพใ‚†ใญใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใช็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ…ใ‚......ใ€ ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„้–“ๆŠœใ‘ใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆผใ‚Œๅ‡บใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใซ็ตกใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎไปถใง็‹™ใ†่ผฉใฏๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ้‹ๅ–ถใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใฌๅง‰ใฎๅฃ่ชฟใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃใ”ใ‚‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ‚‚ใฃใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฃ......ใŸใพใŸใพๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€‚ใพใŸใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œ......ๅง‰ใ€‚ไปŠใ€็›ฃ่ฆ–ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ˆใใชใ„ใ‹ใจ......ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ไธญใ€ใชใœใ‹่ƒŒๅพŒใงใฏ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใœใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏๅง‰ใฎไปฒ้–“้”ใฎ่ฉฑใ—ๅฃฐใ€‚ ไฟบใจๅง‰ใŒใใ‚‡ใ†ใ ใ„ใ€ใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใ“ใจใฏไบ‹ๅ‰ใซๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฟบใ‚‰ใ‚’ ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€‚้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ใใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€‚ใพใ•ใซใใฎ้€šใ‚Šใซใชใฃใกใพใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใŠใ‚ŒใŸใกใฏใ€Ž็‹ฉใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ™้…”็‹‚ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ฌใƒใƒใƒใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅ›ฃๅ“กใ€‚ ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใฏๅˆฅใซๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ใ„ใ‚ŒใŸใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ซ(ใ )ใงใ™!ใ€ใ€ ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซไฟบใจๅง‰ใฎๅซใณๅฃฐใฏใ€้‡ใชใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚
42 42 Words Of Insanity. "Ah, those two are... the leader of the mercenary regiment (clan) 'Lonely Wolf' to which I belonged before, and the deputy leader," I'm convinced to hear Mina's frightening explanation. I see. Think back at Yuichi and Michelangelo's Tavern, a group of mercenaries (clans) and "lone wolves" made up of all mercenaries (players) under the age of 15. Whether they are children or not, they use a first-attack unattackable system that targets 15 years of age and younger, and use their cunning means to hold the adults in their hands. "Hey, Minazuki. Zako's on his own." To Mina's remarks, the long gold bars called Vikins intimidate Mina in a unilateral manner. What the hell was that from earlier? This guy. "I'm gonna smash you? Put Zushin and the gold bars on the ground, and I'm going to intimidate this one. When I tried to get in and complain about that tyrannical attitude. Vikin and I stepped aside because of a body such as the disapproval. Instead, Wolfe moves forward. It's less than two meters away from us. "And Vikin. Humph... Minazuki is not a useless mercenary (player), is he? "Well done, Minazuki" That's what Wolfe says, and he goes further this way with his hands wide open. "The promise seems to be going well to get into the rumored silver-haired angel (...) and get the information out well (...)" Wolf smiles without alarm and looks to Mina. For a moment, I didn't know what Wolf meant by the words he uttered. Mina's gonna come in on me and get the information? "Oh well. You did. Pretty good for Zako's, huh, Minazuki? Vikin is also in tune with Wolfe's words, as he approaches. "As promised, I can send you back to the Mercenaries." And Wolf reaches out to Mina. "And, humph... silver-haired angel. Why don't you come in with us, too? I could see those eyes laughing humbly as Wolfe's gaze moved out of Mina, deserving of his opponent. George's words lift his chest when greed is relative to his blinding eyes, similar to that unspoken disgust. Information in this world is worth it. Maybe my alchemy information is definitely valuable. And Mr. Mithola's involved case. After them, Mina approached me and told me she'd become intimate? And you've been trying to guide me to The Lonely Wolf since the beginning? "... Mina, is that true? You met me, had an adventure with me, and all of that was a promise to these guys? Earlier, you were listening with interest to the alchemy story, which is also what you were doing to rejoin this mercenary regiment (clan)? Mina, shuddering small, looks down and shuts up. To my repeated inquiries, Mina looks at me with a hazy look. And slowly reach out to me. The colour of fright is dark in its anxiety-shaking eyes. And I intuitively understand that the subject was not directed at me, but at the two people in front of me from the sound of my eyes. Grab a gently stretched hand. Earlier, he removed Moya Moya about feminization, gripping Mina's little hand back tight. "It's okay. Tell me." To my encouragement, Mina nods cocklessly as if she had decided to. Little blonde cleric (Minazuki) turns to Wolfe and Vikin and slowly, but in a clear tone, vomits his words. "Woe to me, I will not return to your regiment. Why do you say that? I wasn't told to be with you. I don't know about that." Mina, who's out of words, is strengthening her power to hold my hand. Vikin, who saw it, took the gold bars on his shoulders and made a face. "Eh. You're an idiot. You think a guy like you can have fun playing in this clan clan without being devastated? If we talk about it, you and I had a happy ending, but you can't make it." He hit the golden bars on the ground like he was upset or relieved of angry stress. The dirt and dust from it sprinkles on the little us, and Vikin makes a bad habit of it in a silly tone. "Damn, it's always the right way to secure the information you can use. I knew if you were weak or weak, you'd be smart. No, Minazuki." Damn right, you're right, George. I feel a little dirty about what you look like, but I had something purer inside than these guys with dirty hands. Why is Mina so frightened of these two? I don't know how she and The Lonely Wolf feel. But on this occasion, there must be something you can do as Mina's friend. I push my back to cover Mina and reach for the knife on my hips. I felt the tension increase all at once. "Humph... live as a mercenary. That is certainly freedom, but freedom is dangers and back-to-back. Being free means you can do whatever you want, and you can't complain no matter what you're done" Follow Vikin behind the painting of violence, and Wolfe will speak to us quietly. "Some cowardly adults use the kids and only themselves smoke sweet juice. Then we, the children, need to cunningly outrun them." Wolfe flickers his fur cloak and turns his sharp eyes this way. "Humph... let's talk, let's re-compartmentalize" Then, slowly start pulling the servel on your hips out of your sheath. "We can't do anything on our own. We're protecting Minazuki again. However, in return, it is conditional upon you joining the group with silver hair (you) who may have useful information and information about Sage Mithola. It's a win-win proposition, isn't it? If you can't swallow this story..." "With that helpless coward (Minazuki), will you be our bait for hunting? The unattainable system will not operate on mercenaries (players) under the age of 15." What a forceful way to solicit. "Why are you two in this place? I'll ask the questions I have to ask to sharpen my flight. These guys shouldn't be the only ones craving information about Sage Mithola now that [Fairy Ball] is close. It was recognized that I was in Michelangelo with Mr. Misola and was witnessed by numerous mercenaries (players). But there is no verse that always seems to tell me where I am. Then how could these two be the only ones who knew what we were doing? "There's going to be a [fairy ball] soon. You're not bad at investigating 'Mithola Forest' that seems to have something to do with it, are you? Following Wolfe, Vikin also mouths like he said. "Besides, if it's night here, there 'll be strong enemies like Minazuki who can't deal with them. It's great for hunting." Really? You mean our encounter was a total coincidence? My breast drank dropped just a little, but I haven't been able to tell you the key part. "Would you stop saying bad things about Mina" From start to finish, Koitsu and the others utter heartless words with an attitude of looking down on Mina. Plus, it even comes with the lie that Mina was involved in some serious malicious behavior. And more importantly, I listen to these guys even for a moment, and I learn strong anger at myself for doubting Mina. "Ah? I'm gonna smash you? Silver little bastard." Forgive me, Mina. "I'm too small for your blunt golden bars, don't even scratch me." While I'm provoking, I'll check my stock of items. The only fast-track and aggressive properties are the "Shooting Fireworks Small". But I don't even think they'll give me time to use it at this distance. And then there's "Emerald (Emerald) Tears +2" and "Chemli Balls +2", which worked as a blind eye in the first interpersonal match. "Vikin, calm down...... You don't have to be serious about your silver-haired opponent who's alchemizing garbage skills." "Ha. You sure do. In addition to Zako's Minazuki, we can only make crap. Alchemy won't do us any good! I'll bite my back teeth off with a gibberish to the two of you who even fool around with alchemy. "Want to give it a try? It's as easy as snoring an ex-member into a lonely wolf, isn't it? Though I can see it, I feel the winning eye is very thin. But it's so unpleasant to succumb to these tyranny. So I'll fight you as hard as I can. "Humph...... If you can do it, do it." The moment Wolfe tells him that and raises the hand of those who do not have a sabel, the forest trees purposely ring. Turning to the sound, there were four other mercenaries (players) lurking around. You erased the signs from the beginning and surrounded us... "Sounds like you've had quite a crowd of 'lonely wolves'. Are you so scared of Mina or me? While I strongly regret the need to learn about cover-up and assassination skills, I can think of ways to break this desperate situation. "Tenmei..." Well, what do we do? Vikin and Wolfe alone seem to have a huge difference in power...... "Well, what do we do? As you can see inside me, Wolfe looks at me and looks at me. I regret it here, but I can only bet on the one hand of escape. I combine "Mockingbird Grass" with "Stone Colo" and "Red Eyed Stone" to hold the pink "Chemli Ball" and swing my right arm to quickly hit the ground. "Bahouuuuuu!? However, a series of motions had to be interrupted because he was pressed in the neck from behind and slapped in the face straight to the ground. "So, who!? Mina's frightening screams rose and the circle simultaneously followed. And I wonder if 'Pocon' and a dumb noise sounded, followed by a dsad and something falling down. With my head held down, I want to figure out the situation somehow, and my head circles my gaze around something I can't lift. Then, three out of four members of the "lone wolf" that had surrounded us until just now are falling into the grass. There are two new mercenaries (players) standing loosely beside each other who appear to have braved their powerlessness in an instant. What the hell method did you use? Just so I could grasp it, and suddenly I'm free from the power of holding my head down, so I rush up. Where the hell was anyone grabbing my head? But that suspicion dissolved as soon as I saw her. A dark-haired ponytail beauty stands. And the human said. "'Well, what do we do?' is the dialogue we ask you. ' My sister was there with her double sword on her hips and a pitch-black cloak. "This is surprising. Mercenaries, what does" Neck Hunter "look like to us" Lonely Wolves "? Unlike when Wolfe is relative to us, he reveals his vigilance and keeps his posture low. It was like, associating a wolf targeting a prey. The opposite sister has a spare posture, like where the wind blows, like a walk in the neighborhood. "Humph... a system that does not allow traumatic behavior to be performed against mercenaries (players) under 15 years of age. But that's an exception to the status anomaly specialization ability, which makes it possible to stay asleep... I've learned this." "Although diligence is a virtue. It's time for the boys to go to bed. In the meantime, if you've stopped giving my kid a bite, why don't I forgive you for the night?" "I didn't expect the 'Wind Hunter' Singh, who is also a luxuriously commanding officer, to come. But that has nothing to do with us. It's a violation of manners to embezzle prey? I don't remember hearing about your silver hair." "Personally, this child is our child. If you're going to hand it to a wolf chick, you're going to be teaching the real hunt with your body. Going to study? The sight of my sister Wolfe grows more risky. "Hmm...... If I did it like you guys, I'd hunt my neck lightly (...), because I'm not an unidentified child (...). Are we withdrawing today?" A sister whose child tells her to be a child and gets sarcasm. That's my sister. You return the irony exactly. "Vikin. Bad minutes, we're leaving." "Oops..." That's how the 'lone wolf' remnants watched without alarm disappear, when she was completely sure the three of them would be gone, she nodded to her sister's companions and two mercenaries (players) who were waiting on either side of Mina at some point. And he sighed, 'Ha...' and put his hand pompous on my head. "Taro... as I was asking, it looks like the character bug hasn't gone back yet? My sister, who saved me and Mina, had surprisingly wrinkled Mayu and looked into her grumpy eyes somewhere. "Ahhh..." An indescribable dumb reply leaked out of my mouth. "Though I think I already know that I've been tangled up with those guys. Those who aim for Taro in the matter of Mithola the Wise come out. The character stands out. Report it to the operation." Unexpectedly mumble in the tone of my sister, who does not say yes or no. "So, what?" "I watched Taro... something good because I happened to be beside Taro. If that comes out again, you might not be able to help." "... sister. Didn't you just say surveillance? "No, I was wondering..." As we let out the subtle air, somehow we started to see a thrive behind us. "If you say that, it's not cool." That's the speech of my sister's people. Did my sister and I hear about it earlier today? "Mr. Singh always curses at us. He said he drank it for me. That's exactly what's gonna happen." "If you're gonna say that, you're gonna 'drunk up' the booze, right? "Isn't that nice? We're all" hunting drunkards. " Gahahahaha and a laughing sister mercenary. I got help, and I don't care about all this teasing. But there's a part of me that I really want to scratch. "" It's my sister and brother, Genka! Brilliantly, the screams of me and my sister overlapped.
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10่ฉฑ ๅฐไบบใฎๆญฃไฝ“ ใ€Œๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“โ™ช ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๅคงๆญ“่ฟŽใ ใ‚ใใ‚“ใฃใ€ ๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๅธฐใฃใฆใใŸใ€ ใ‚†ใˆใซใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใใฎๅฏพๅฟœใซๆ€ฅใใŸใ‚ใ€ไฟบใจPTใ‚’่งฃๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใใ‚“ใฃใฃ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅงฟใฏใ„ใคใพใงใงใ‚‚ๆ„›ใงใฆใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใชใœใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๅบ—ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใฏๅฎขใŒใ€ไบบใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค–ใ ใจ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใŒใงใใชใใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใใใ†ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใฃใฃใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใใ‚ƒใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใŸใฃใใ•ใใ‚“ใƒŠใƒณใƒ‘ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒŠใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ‚‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซ้›†ไธญใงใใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅบ—ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใชใ€‚ใƒ’ใƒˆใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ•ใซใคใ‘ใ“ใ‚“ใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใŒๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นๅˆๆ—ฅใจใฏใ„ใˆ่ชฐใ‚‚ๅฎขใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ใพใ ็›ฎใซใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใง็ฒ็‰ฉ(โ™‚)ใ‚’ๅพ…ใกไผใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใŒๆฟƒใ‚†ใ„ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใชใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒใ„ใŸใ‚‰่ชฐใ‚‚ๅ…ฅๅบ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ•†ๅ“ใŒไธฆใถใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใซใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใงใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚“ใฃใฃโ™ชใ€ ไฟบใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒใกๅธฐใฃใŸ็ด ๆใ‚’ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ—ใคใคใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่จŠใญใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚......ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆๆœŸ้–“ใซใ‚ˆใใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ตใ‚’็‹ฉใ‚Šใซใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ๅคฑๆ•—ใงใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใจ้›‘่‰ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ๆˆๅŠŸใงใ€Ž ใ€Œๅฐไบบใจใ‹ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฐไบบใ‰? ใใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ„ใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ ไฟบใฏๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ ธๅฟƒใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹่ณชๅ•ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏไธๆ€่ญฐใใ†ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใง ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ใใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ€NPCใŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใซใฏ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉๆง˜ใŒใ„ใ‚‹~ใฃใฆๅฐ่ฉžใ‚‚ไฟก็”จใงใใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ†ใ‹ใใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใฎ่ฌŽใฏใ€ๆœชใ  ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸๅฐไบบใ€‚ ไปŠใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ใพใŸๅฐไบบใซไผšใˆใชใ„ใ‹ๆŽข็ดขใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅบ—ใฎๅค–ใฏๆš—ใๆ˜Ÿใฎๅ…‰ใŒ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคœใฎใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใฏๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใฏใพใ ่กŒใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ‚’ๆททใœๆททใœใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบไธ€ไบบใงใฏๆ˜ผ้–“ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ตใ ใฃใฆๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹็–‘ๅ•ใ ใ€‚ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆใ€ใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ตใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ€‚ๅŠ›ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒไฝŽใ™ใŽใฆใ€ไธ€ๅŒนใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใฎใซๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐด+ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธ โ†’ ใฎๆถ™ใ‚’่ฟฝๅŠ ใง5ๅ€‹็”Ÿๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ3ใซไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹! ใ™ใ“ใ—็†Ÿ่€ƒใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚’ๅฎŸ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผๅ ใ‚ฟใƒญ H50(+10) MP35(+10) ๅŠ›1 ้ญ”ๅŠ›14 ้˜ฒๅพก2 ้ญ”้˜ฒ8 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•100(+47) ็ŸฅๅŠ›110(+33) ใƒ‰ใƒคใ‚กใ‚กใ‚ก! ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใจ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒๅคขใฎ3ใ‚ฑใ‚ฟ่ถ…ใˆ! ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•้‡่ฆ–ใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใŸใŒใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใจใ—ใฆใฏ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซไธŠใ’ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹? ไฟบใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒณๆญฆๅ™จใ€ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€‘ใ€Ž่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒๅŠ›1ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใ‚! ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใจๆ‰‹ๆ•ฐใงๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ‹็”ทใฎใƒญใƒžใƒณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ตๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚‚ไธ‡ๅ…จใ ใ‚ใƒ‰ใƒคใ‚กใ€‚ ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€‘่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใƒปๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›+18(+9) ๆŠ€้‡่ฃœๆญฃG ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒณๆญฆๅ™จใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›+18? ใชใœใ‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใŒๆญฃใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€‘ใ€Ž่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€ใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›+10ใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒ......ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆŠ€้‡่ฃœๆญฃGใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใชใฎใ‹? ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆŠ€้‡่ฃœๆญฃใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‘ใฐ้ฆดๆŸ“ใ‚€ใจใ‹ใใ†ใ„ใ† ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใฎใชใ‚‰้ก˜ใฃใŸใ‚ŠๅถใฃใŸใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ—! ใ‚ใจใฏไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ†’้™บใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๆ–ฐ็ด ๆใ‚’่ฉฆใ™ๆ™‚ใŒใใŸใ€‚ ร—11ใ€ใจใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใงๆŽกๅ–ใงใใŸใ€Žใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทร—7ใ€ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ™ใ€‚ ่ตคใ„็žณใฎ็Ÿณใ€ใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ตใฎ็žณใŒ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใงใใŸ็Ÿณใ€‘ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใ€ๆ „้คŠๆบ€็‚นใฎใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใ€‘ใ€‚ ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใใฎใพใพใ ใชใ€‚ ใ€ใŒไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ๅฏ่ƒฝใ‹่ฉฆใ™ใ€‚ ้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใฎๅทฆ็šฟใซไธ€ๅ€‹ใšใคใ€ใใฎ่ตคใ„็Ÿณใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ 10ๅ€‹ใงๅคฉ็งคใŒๅนณ่กกใซใชใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใซๅฟ…่ฆใช็ด ๆๆ•ฐใฏ10ๅ€‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใจๅŒใ˜ใงๅคšใ„ใช......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒๆœฌ็•ชใ ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅค‰้ฉใฎ้Š…ๆณ•ใ€!ใ€ :MP30 โ†’ 25ใซใชใฃใŸ: ใพใšใฏใ€Žๅค‰้ฉใฎ้Š…ๆณ•ใ€ใงใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€ŽไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€!ใ€ ใ•ใๆˆ‘ใŒๆ‰‹ใง็…Œใ‚ใ‘ใ€่ตคใ„ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚ˆ! ้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใฏไฟบใฎๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซ็œฉใๅ…‰ใ€ๅทฆ็šฟใซ่ผ‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็‰ฉ่ณชใฏ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅณ็šฟใซใ€้€ใ้€šใฃใŸ่ตคใใฆใ‚ดใƒ„ใ‚ดใƒ„ใ—ใŸ็ŸณใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ร—10ใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ๆˆๅŠŸ โ†’ ็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณร—1ใŒ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ใƒ•ใƒใƒใƒใƒใƒ! ็†ฑใ„ใž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“! ๆฌกใฏๆ „้คŠๆบ€็‚นใฎใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใ˜ใ‚ƒ! ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใฏ7ใคใŠใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅคฉ็งคใŒๅนณ่กกใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ็ด ๆๆ•ฐใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒงใƒœใƒผใƒณใ€‚ ใ ใŒใพใใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅˆๆˆใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹! ้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ไบŒใค็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใฏไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“็ด ๆใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใฆๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใฎใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใจใฏใ†ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎไธญใซๆตฎใ‹ใถๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใฏๆ›‡ใ‚Š็ฉบใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅˆๆˆใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใ‚ปใƒซใ€ ใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใฏ้‡œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒฅใƒใƒณใฃใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๆ‡ใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใซๅˆใ†็ด ๆใฏๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใซใชใ„......ใจใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚’ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€Žใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใ€ใ‚’้‡œใฎไธญใซใƒใ‚คใƒƒใจๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใจ็›ธๆ€งใฎๅˆใ†็ด ๆใฏ......ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‡œใฎไธญใฏๆพ„ใฟๆธกใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใจ่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ๆ „้คŠไพกใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่ตคใ„ๅฎŸใ€‘ ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใงๆ‹พใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใงๅŽ็ฉซใงใใŸใชใ‚“ใฎๅค‰ๅ“ฒใ‚‚ใชใ„็ด ๆใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ใ‚’ใƒใƒใƒฃใƒณใจ้‡œใซ่ฝใจใ—ใ€้‹ใ‚’ๆททใœๆททใœใ€‚ ้‡œใฎๆธฉๅบฆใฏไธญ็ซใงๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‰ฒใฏใ€Žใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ทใ€ใฎ็™ฝใฃใฝใ„ใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒŸใ‚ฃใจใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ใฎ่ตคใ„่‰ฒใŒๆ—จใ„ๅ…ทๅˆใซ้‡ใชใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅŒ‚ใ„ใฏใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใ€‚ๅตใจๅœŸใŒ่…ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€‚ ็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใฏ้ฉšใใปใฉใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใซ็ตกใฟใคใ้‡ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใšใ€ใŸใ ใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒใƒฃใƒ”ใƒใƒฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ ใ€‚ๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใ„ใจๆททใœใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใŒ้€Ÿใใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œไปฅ้™ใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใ€้‡œใฎไธญใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใฏ็™ฝใจ่ตคใŒๆททใœใ“ใœใช่‰ฒใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆˆๅŠŸใ‚’ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹้’ใ„็…™ใŒ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใŸใ€‚ :ใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ท+ใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸ โ†’ ้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰: ใ€ใ‚คใƒขใƒ ใ‚ท้ขจๅ‘ณใฎ้Žๆฟ€ใชๅ‘ณใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒก็Ž‰ใ€‚ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€1ๅˆ†้–“ใ ใ‘ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใƒปๅŠ›+10ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€Œใตใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ่ตคใจ็™ฝใŒๆททใ–ใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒก็Ž‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏๅคง่ˆˆๅฅฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅŠ›ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใง็”Ÿใ‚ใฐใ‚ˆใ—! ้‡‘ๅกŠๆฌฒใ™ใ‚‰ใฐใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใง้‡‘ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ในใ—! ใตใฏใฃใฏใฏใฃใฏใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงไฟบใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใฏใ‚ซใƒใƒผใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใใ‚“ใ‚ใใ€ไฝœใฃใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใจใ‹ใๅฃฒใ‚Šใซใฏ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‰?ใ€ ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใพใฃใจใ†ใช็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฃฒใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใŠใญใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ€ๅธ‚ๅ ดใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ€ใ‚’6ๅ€‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จ้ƒจใง7ๅ€‹ใซใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ€Ž ใฏใ€ๅบƒๅ ดใซใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒœใƒผใƒ‰ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆฟใซๅผตใ‚Š็ด™ใŒไฝ•ๆžšใ‚‚่ฒผใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็ด™ใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใŒใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆๅ—ๆณจใ—ใ€ๆŽขใ™ๅ ดใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๅคœใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒœใƒผใƒ‰ใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ‹ใŒใ‚Š็ซใŒ้…็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ็‚Žใซ็พคใŒใ‚‹ ใ€Œ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใซใŽใ‚„ใ‹ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใƒœใƒผใƒ‰ใฏ้…’ๅ ดใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใซใ‚‚ไฝต่จญใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ ใฎใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€็ซถๅฃฒใ ใ€‚ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅ“ใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใ“ใง็ซถๅฃฒใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’็ซถๅฃฒใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ€ไธ€ๅฎš็Ž‡ใ‚’็จŽ้‡‘ใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฎ้‡‘้กใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ็จŽ็Ž‡ใฏ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œ้•ใ†ใใ†ใงใ€็จŽใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅบ—ใงๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็ด ๆใŒๅฎ‰ใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ็ซถๅฃฒใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ็ซถๅฃฒใฏNPCใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ้–“้”ใŒ็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๆฟใซๆ•ฐๅญ—ใŒๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐใ•ใชๆœญใ‚’ใฏใ‚่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ็ซถๅฃฒใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ€คๆฎตใŒๅค‰ๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅˆๆ—ฅใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“......ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹็ด ๆใฏๅฃฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€็จŽ้‡‘ใงๆพๅ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹้‡‘้กๆŠœใ„ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉใŒ1ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆฟใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ€คๆฎตใฏใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใง่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจไฟบใง่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ•ฐๅญ—ใ‚„ๅ“็‰ฉใฎๅๅ‰ใŒ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ็ซถๅฃฒใฎๅ‰ใงใƒกใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๆคœ็ดขใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใซใคใ„ใฆใฎๅ€คๆฎตใŒใ‚ใฎๅทจๅคงใชๆฟใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎ็›ธๅ ดใฏ......ใ€ ไฟบใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใใใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎใ‚ซใƒ†ใ‚ดใƒชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ›žๅพฉ็ณป็ตฑใ‚’้ธๆŠž่‚ขใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎ้ …็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็ซถๅฃฒใฎๆฟใฏใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใจ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๆœญใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€HPใ‚’1ๅˆ†้–“ใง120ๅ›žๅพฉใ€‘ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒป380ใ‚จใ‚ฝ ๅ‡บๅ“่€… ใ‚จใƒซใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€HPใ‚’1ๅˆ†้–“ใง120ๅ›žๅพฉใ€‘ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒป400ใ‚จใ‚ฝ ๅ‡บๅ“่€… ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ‡ใƒขใƒผใƒˆ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ+1ใ€HPใ‚’1ๅˆ†้–“ใง180ๅ›žๅพฉใ€‘ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒป580ใ‚จใ‚ฝ ๅ‡บๅ“่€… ใ‚จใƒซใƒชใƒƒใ‚ฏ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ+2ใ€HPใ‚’1ๅˆ†้–“ใง240ๅ›žๅพฉใ€‘ใƒปใƒปใƒปใƒป860ใ‚จใ‚ฝ ๅ‡บๅ“่€… ใƒžใ‚พใƒ’ใ‚นใƒˆ ใ™ใ”ใ„้ซ˜ๅ€คใงๅ–ๅผ•ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏใ€NPCๅบ—ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๅฑ‹ใง่ฒทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅœจๅบซใฏใŸใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ +ๅ€คใฎใคใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€ไธ€้ƒจใฎ้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใŒๆฅต็จ€ใซ่ฒทใ†ใใ†ใงใ€ๅœจๅบซใ‚‚ๅ“่–„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎๆถ™+2ใ€ใฏHPใฎๅ›žๅพฉ้‡200ใจใ„ใ†ๆ•ฐๅ€คใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ€860ใ‚จใ‚ฝใงๅ–ๅผ•ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Žใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ+2ใ€ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ไธ‹ๅ›žใ‚‹ๅ›žๅพฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒๅพใ€…ใซHPใ‚’ๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใฆใ„ใไป•ๆง˜ใจๆฏ”ในใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏไธ€็žฌใงๅ›žๅพฉใ ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎ็›ธๅ ดใงๅ‡บๅ“ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ860ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฏๅ›บใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ“ใ“ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็จŽ็Ž‡ใฏใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ็ณป็ตฑใฏไธ€ๅพ‹ใ€5%ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ 860ใฎ5%......43ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‹ใ€‚็ฒ—ๅˆฉใฏ817ใ‚จใ‚ฝใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏใšใ„ใถใ‚“็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ๅ•†ๅฃฒใ ใชใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ด”ๆฐดใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’1000ๆœฌๅฟ…่ฆใช็ด ๆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‹ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๅฑ‹ใŒๅพใ€…ใซHPใ‚’120ๅ›žๅพฉใ™ใ‚‹ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’1ๅ€‹30ใ‚จใ‚ฝใง่ฒฉๅฃฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ซถๅฃฒใฎ+ๅ€คใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๅ€คๆฎตใ‚’่ธใพใˆใฆ......ใ€‚ ใฎๆถ™ใ€ใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไพกๆ ผ่จญๅฎšใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏไฟบใŒๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใซใ€Ž้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ€ใฎ็›ธๅ ดใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ใคใ‚ใŸใ‚Š30ใ‚จใ‚ฝใงๅ–ๅผ•ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงใ—ใŸๅ€คๆฎตใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ€Ž้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ€ใฏใ™ใใซไฝฟใ†ไบˆๅฎšใ ใ—ใ€ๅฃฒใ‚‰ใšใซใจใฃใฆใŠใใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—......ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๅค‰ใช่™ซใŒใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใกใ‚ƒใใƒผใ‚“ใจ่ฆ‹ๅผตใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใใƒณโ™ชใ€ ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใชใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ็จใฟใ‚’ๅˆฉใ‹ใ™ใจใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎ ๅ‡ถๆ‚ชใชใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ้ก”ใซใ€ใตใจๅ…‰ใŒใ•ใ™ใ€‚ ๆœๆ—ฅใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆ€–ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ„ใงใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎ็พŽไบบใŒๅฐ็„กใ—ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ…ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‰ใ…ใƒƒโ˜† ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใƒƒใƒƒใŸใ‚‰ใใ€ ไฟบใฎใƒชใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใซใ€่บซใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ˜ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚ฏใƒใ‚ฏใƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใธใ„ใใฎใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใฃใจใ€้ซ˜ใฟใธใ€ ๅ‡บ็™บใฎๆ™‚ใ ใ€‚ ๅคœใ ใจใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใฏๅฑ้™บใ ใŒใ€้™ฝใŒๅ‡บๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบใงใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฏใšใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆบ€ใ€…ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚็„ก็†ใฏ็ฆ็‰ฉใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใŠๅบ—ใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ•ใใปใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใŠๅบ—ใง็›ฎใซไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ้™ณๅˆ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅ•†ๅ“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“......ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๆƒšใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ใ‚ˆ? ใ‚ฆใƒ›ใƒƒใ€ ใฎๆถ™ใ€ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใŠๅบ—ใฎๅ•†ๅ“้™ณๅˆ—ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใซ้Žฎๅบงใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ•†ๅ“ๆœญใซใฏใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใจๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ๅ€คๆฎตใฏใชใ‚“ใจ1ๅ„„ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ€คๆฎตใŒ็คบใ™ใใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใฏโ€”โ€” ไฟบใŒๅˆใ‚ใฆๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅ“ใ‚’ใจใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใซๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ๅฃฒใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใชใ‚“ใฆๆฏ›้ ญใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไพกๅ€คใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๆ„ๅ‘ใซ็…งใ‚Œใใ•ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใคใคใ€ไฟบใฏใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ‚’็™บใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใธใจใ€ๅฐไบบใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใซใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจๅˆฅใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰10ๅˆ†ๅผฑใงใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้“ใ™ใŒใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๅŒนใฎใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€‘่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ไธ€ๆ’ƒใง่‘ฌใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไฝฟใˆใใ†ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆฒนๆ–ญใชใๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๆถ™ใ€2ๅ€‹ใจใ€Ž้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ€ใŒ7ๅ€‹ใ€‚ 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ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€ใใฎไธๆ€่ญฐใชๆœจใซใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅคชใ„ๆžใพใง่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€่ฝใกใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆžใฎไธŠใซไน—ใ‚Šใ€ๅ†ใณใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€‚ ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซๅฐไบบใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ็ฉบใธใ€Ž็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ‚’ๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ™ใ‚‹ใจโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ็ฉบใซๆณข็ด‹ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ€็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ใฏ็ฉบใธใจๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใฎ็ฉบๆจกๆง˜ใฏๅธธใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใชใใ€ๆ˜ผใ‚‚ๅคœใ‚‚ๆ™ดๅคฉใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎไธŠ็ฉบใซๆใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉบใฏใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไปฎๅˆใฎ็ฉบใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ใฏ......ๆˆปใฃใฆ่ฝใกใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐไบบใ‚‚็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆปใ‚Œใชใ„ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใพใงใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐๅฐไบบใฎไธ–็•Œ(ไปฎ)? ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใซใ€ใ‚ใกใ“ใกใฎไธŠ็ฉบใซ็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆณข็ด‹ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใฆๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅฐไบบใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎใฟใงใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใงใฏๆ™ฎ้€šใซ็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใฏ้‡ๅŠ›ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ่ฝไธ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใพใง่กŒใใ‹ใ ใช......ใ€ ไฟบใฏๆœจใฎๆžใซๅบงใ‚Š่พผใฟใชใŒใ‚‰่€ƒใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ‹ใŸใ‚ŒใŸๅฐใ•ใชๆžใ‚’ใคใพใ‚“ใงใฏ้›ขใ—ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใ€ใƒ“ใƒงใƒผใƒณใจ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ€่€ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๆœจใฏใƒ–ใƒ‹ใƒ–ใƒ‹ใ—ใฆใฆๅค‰ใชๆœจใ ใชใใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใใฎๅ ดใง่ปฝใใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆžใฏใ‚ฐใ‚คใฃใจไธ‹ใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅผพๅŠ›ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆไฟบใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ไธŠใ’ใ€1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉไฝ“ใŒๅฎ™ใ‚’ใ•่ฟทใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ†ใฃใ€ ใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆžใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆ็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๆ„ใ‚’ๆฑบใ—ใ€ๆžใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏไป˜่ฟ‘ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Š้ฃ›ใณ่ทณใญใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ๆžใซ็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใฎๅผพๅŠ›ๆ€งใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€ๆžๅ…จไฝ“ใŒใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใจๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใ—ใฆๆˆปใ‚ใ†ใจใƒ“ใƒฅใ‚คใƒณใƒƒใจไฟบใ‚’ไธŠ็ฉบใธใจๅผพใไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้ซ˜ๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸไฟบใŒใ€ใพใŸๆžใซ็€ๅœฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงใใๆžใฏๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒ‹ใƒงใƒณใƒƒใจไฟบใ‚’็ฉบใธใจ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ“ใฎใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆžใ‚’่ธใฟๅค–ใ—ใŸใ‚‰็ขบๅฎŸใซๆญปใฌใ€‚ ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใ€ใ‚’ไธ€ๆœ›ใงใใใ†ใช็จ‹ใฎ้ซ˜ๅบฆใพใงไธŠใŒใฃใŸไฟบใ‚’ๅพ…ใกๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒ—ใƒณใฃใจๆฐด่พบใซ ๆฐด้ขใซใƒ€ใ‚คใƒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ‚’้ก”้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใ€ใคใ„ใงไธŠๅŠ่บซใ€่…ฐใ€ๅคชใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใจ็ถšใใ€‚ ็ฉบใธใจ็ชๅ…ฅใ—ใŸไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซใ†ใคใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰้€™ใ„ๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ ่ถณใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅœฐ้ขใซๅŸ‹ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใจใซใ‹ใๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰็”ŸใˆใŸไฟบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœฐใธใ€‚ ไธŠ็ฉบใฎ่ฆ‹ใˆใ–ใ‚‹ๆฐด้ขใฏใ€ๅฐไบบใฎไธ–็•Œ(ไปฎ)ใฎๅœฐ้ขใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ไป•็ต„ใฟใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹? ใจใซใ‹ใไฟบใฏ่ถณใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใฃใ“ๆŠœใใ€ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏใ€‚ ๆค็‰ฉใŒๆฐดๆ™ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช ๅœฐ้ขใ ใ‘ใŒใŸใ ใฎๅœŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใฎๆค็‰ฉใฏๅ…จใฆ็ตๆ™ถใงใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็พŽใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ’ฒใ่ช‡ใ‚‹่Šฑใ€…ใ‚‚ใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใช่‰ฒๅฝฉใฎ็ตๆ™ถใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่ตคใ€้ป„ใ€้’ใ€็ดซใ€ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใจ่ผใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใงๅ‘†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใจๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็”ฒ้ซ˜ใ„ๅฃฐใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใใจใ€ใใ“ใซใฏ็พฝใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๅฐไบบใŒไธ€ๅŒนใ€ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฑˆ่จ—ใฎใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๅฐไบบใ ใ€ ไฟบใ‚‚ๆŒ‡ใ•ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€ๅฐไบบ? ใใ‚Œใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏๅฆ–็ฒพใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใใ†ใ•ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏๅฆ–็ฒพใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใใฎๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใŒๅˆๅ›ณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆœจใ€…ใ‚„ๆค็‰ฉใฎ้™ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ–‰ใซๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎไฝใพใ†ๆฃฎ! ใ€Œๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚€ๆฃฎใ€ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผใธใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใฃใ€ ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใชๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใซๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๅคฉไฝฟใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ป’ใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆฐ—ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ€ ใใฒใฒใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„็ด ๆใŒๆŽกๅ–ใงใใใ†ใ ใ€‚ H50 MP35 ๅŠ›1 ้ญ”ๅŠ›14 ้˜ฒๅพก2 ้ญ”้˜ฒ8 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•100 ็ŸฅๅŠ›110 ๆ‰€ๆŒ้‡‘ 200ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ้ ญ:่ถใฎ้ซช้ฃพใ‚Š ่ƒด:ๆ—…ไบบใฎใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆ ่…•:ๆ—…ไบบใฎๆ‰‹่ข‹ ่ถณ:ๆ—…ไบบใฎใ‚บใƒœใƒณ ๅณๆ‰‹:ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€‘่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใƒปๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›+18(+9) ๆŠ€้‡่ฃœๆญฃG ๅทฆๆ‰‹:ใชใ— ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใ‚ตใƒช:ใชใ— ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆ:22 ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆ:0 ็งฐๅท:่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ๆ™‚ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅ–ๅพ—้‡ใŒ3ๅ€ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ:้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“Lv10 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10 10 Stories Who A Dwarf Is "Place, sorry I rented it" "It's okay. Angels are always welcome." I'm at the Hui Sword (Arts) Shop Skill George now. Returning from the forest of Mithola, Yuki, Yuki, my three were once to be dissolved. Therefore, they decided to dissolve PT with me in order to rush the response. "Angel, I want to always love how you smell. Wow." Why am I in this Okama store? That's because there are no guests. "Calm down outside, I can't alchemy..." "Oh, yeah. Angel, you're so cute, Takusa, you're getting numbed." Same goes for Napa, but he can't really concentrate on alchemy when he's seen wandering. "Thank you" I wonder if this shop is okay. Keeping up with the little human, it's not something I worry about doing alchemy, but no one has seen a guest come in yet, even though it's the first day of service. So if you have a punch-perm wolf with a shocking pink eyeshadow that is ambushing prey (A) at the counter, no one will think to come into the store. Begin the alchemy with the shame of this store in mind, sidelined by a new, green-lit item (...) placed in a showcase lined with products. "Does Mr. George know 'The Forest of Missora'? "George's fine. Whoa." I'm going to 'convert' the material I brought back from the Missora Forest, and I'm going to ask what I care about. "So... does George know 'The Forest of Mithola'? "I know you do. I used to go hunting for Mohusa during the beta test period. Wow." "Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)" will be generated with "Sewage" and Weed Top Conversion Success due to "Water" Top Conversion Failure. "Have you ever seen a dwarf or something? "A dwarf? I wonder if there was such a monster." I keep asking questions that touch the core as I put out the synthetic cauldron. George curiously puts his neck to my question. "Did you see Sage Mithola (...) in" The Forest of Mithola "? That's not the question." "That's not there. Wow. You know, I can't even trust the dialogue that NPC has a wise man in the Mithola Forest." Right or right. The mystery of the Mithola Forest has not yet been solved by mercenaries. Don't worry about it. A dwarf I saw in the forest of Mithola. I'd like to go to the Mithola Forest right now and explore if I can see the dwarf again, but outside the store there is dark, starlit light. The "Forest of Mithola" at night appears to be a vicious monster, so I can't go yet. I think while mixing and mixing the synthetic kettle. In the first place, I doubt I can defeat even Mohusa who comes out in the daytime alone. Rapidity is barely enough to keep up with Mohusa. Power, attack is too low, it takes too long to defeat one. : Purified Water + Nucleus of Slime Emerald (Emerald) Tears: While thinking about the dwarf I saw in the Mithola Forest, I realized that I was generating 5 extra jade (emerald) tears. Me, my character level's up to three. I forgot to allocate the level points to the status. If you don't have enough Attack, you can swing it to power! After reflecting on it, I will perform a level point assignment. Character Name Taro H50 (+10) MP35 (+10) Power 1 Magic 14 Defense 2 Demon Defense 8 Quickness 100 (+47) Intelligence 110 (+33) Doyah! Fast and intelligent is over 3 keta of dreams! This time I shook my level point with an emphasis on quickness, but as an alchemist, I am also fully up in intelligence. Raise your powers? My main weapon, [Little Tail Knife] "Xiaomei Xiao" Equipment Required Status is Power 1. You don't have to! It would be a man's romance to go faster than that and push it off with overwhelming speed and maneuvers. Now we have all the anti-mohusa we need, Doya. [Ootake] Mixed Night/Attack +18 (+9) Skill Correction G casually, I checked the main weapon, "Night of the Horse". Attack + 18? For some reason, the offense was rising. Weird. If I remember correctly, [Kotai] 'Nightfall' would have had +10 Attack... Is this the effect of Tech Correction G? But it's called technology correction. If you wear the same weapon, are you familiar with it or something? I don't know, but if it's more aggressive, it's a wish or a fulfillment. All right! And then it's time to try the new material we got on this adventure. "Red Eyed Stone (Red Eye) x 11" dropped by Mohusa and "Immortals x 7" that could be collected in the Missora Forest. Let's just look at each description. Red Eyed Stone [A stone made of the loss of magic by Mohusa's eyes]. Imobes [nutritious imobes]. You both stay put. In the meantime, I'll see if "Red Eyed Stone (Red Eye)" is top-convertible. Place one on the left plate of the copper balance, one by one, with its red stone. Since the balance has been equilibrated with 10 pieces, how many materials are needed for the top conversion? That's a lot like 'water'...... This is where it comes from...... "The Copper Act of Change! : MP30 25 now: First, increase the success rate of "conversion" with the Copper of Change method. "'Top Conversion'! Come on, brilliant with my hands, red jewel! The copper balance dazzled light with my hanging voice, and the substance on the left plate instantly disappeared. And on the right plate, a clear red, gotten stone appeared. : The recipe recorded the top conversion of "Red Eyed Stone (Red Eye) x 10," Success Red Lotus Stone x 1: Huhahahahahahaha! It's hot, Alchemy! Next time, it's full of nutrients! However, the balance did not equilibrate after seven beetles, so the number of materials was not sufficient to make the upper conversion. Shobourne. But well. Start synthesizing more than this! I put 'Red Lotus Stone' in a copper synthetic kettle, and I use more and more materials to see what the second material is good for. But with my tension, the starry sky that floats in the synthetic cauldron becomes cloudy. "... Cancel Synthesis" "Red Lotus Stone" makes chupong noises from the cauldron and returns to my nostalgia. So far I don't have the right material for Red Lotus Stone...... I can't help it, so I pound in the cauldron the 'eel' that couldn't make the top conversion. Okay, well. The material that goes with this guy was... 'Miko's Fruit'. The cauldron is clear and sparkling. Miko Nuts [Nutritious Red Nuts] That was a material that could not be picked up in Michelangelo or harvested in the Missora Forest. Drop the 'Miko fruit' into a pot and kettle, mix and mix the pan. The temperature of the cauldron will be seen over medium heat. The white creamy colour of "Imomi" and the red colour of "Mico fruit" seem to overlap the delicious appearance. The smell is, honestly, tight. Eggs and soil feel rotten. The stickiness is amazingly refreshing, barely feeling the weight entangled in the stirring stick, just the feeling of being picturing the liquid. If you don't pay attention, you may mix faster. Since then, there has been no particular change, and the liquid in the cauldron has remained a mix of white and red colours. I guess this is a failure. After a while I thought so, a blue smoke that meant success could get in. : Immortal + Miko fruit Extreme Akiba: [Amethyst balls with a radical taste of eel flavor. When used, it will only have a status of +10 for 1 minute] "Whoa, whoa, whoa! I am so excited about the red and white mixed candy balls. What do you say? This is alchemy. Even if you don't have the strength, you can grow it in alchemy! If you even want gold, don't make gold out of alchemy! Ha-ha-ha. This means my lack of attack power can be covered. "Angel, wow, you're not going to sell alchemy items you made? When I'm in Joy, George comes up with some serious questions. "How do you sell it? "Oh, my God, this is something you need to teach me." Oh, there's a market for mercenaries (players), both of them. Since then, I have made 6 "Extreme Abrasive Eggs", making them all 7, then Okama guided me to sell "Tears of Emerald (Emerald)". The prize neck and auction (Wonted) have many stickers on wooden boards called quest boards in the square, and the contents written on the paper are quests. It is also a place to find, order, and look for so-called quests. Now for the evening, a burning fire is positioned in front of the quest board. Mercenaries (players) swarming with flames were like bugs gathered in the light. "As always, it's not that bad." The quest board is also housed in a building called the Tavern, but the prize neck and auction (Wonted) are more varied and numerous. Another feature of the prize neck and auction (Wonted) is the auction. They're going to auction off the items and gear the players got here. However, if you auction a product here, they will take a certain percentage of the amount of the sale as a tax. They say the tax rates vary from city to city, and to escape taxes, you sell goods in your own store, like George. "Materials are cheap today." George twinkles watching the auction. The auction is managed by NPC-like humans, and small bills with numbers on huge boards are inserted, and the prices that are being auctioned one after the other fluctuate. "I guess it's the first day... even if you sell the materials you can get here, it's mostly 1 eso, minus the amount exploited in taxes..." The price on this board is different for each mercenary. I mean, George and I are seeing different numbers and item names. When you open a menu in front of an auction and search for a product you're interested in, the price for that product looks like that giant board. "The price of the potion is..." I'm just going to select the recovery system from the item category and tap on the potion item. Then the auction board starts to change with the bills labeled Kashakasha. Potion [120 recovery of HP in 1 minute]... 380 eso seller Eric Potion [120 recovery of HP in 1 minute]... 400 eso seller Mordanado Potion +1 [180 recovery of HP in 1 minute]... 580 eso seller Eric Potion + 2 [240 recovery of HP in 1 minute]... 860 eso seller Mazohist It was traded at an awesome high price. But the potions still seem to be mostly mercenaries buying from NPC store item stores, and the stock seems to be accumulating. The one with the + value was said to be bought very rarely by some high level players, and stock was thin. My "Emerald (Emerald) Tears +2" is based on a figure of 200 HP healing and is traded at 860 eso, with resilience slightly below "Potion +2". But this one recovers in an instant compared to the specifications that the potion gradually recovers HP. I mean, 860 eso should be stiff if you put it on the market here. "George, what is the tax rate here in Michelangelo? "Item lineage is uniform, 5%." 5% of 860...... 43 eso. The gross margin is 817 eso. So? That's a lot of good business for me. From the materials that need 1,000 bottles of "pure water" and from the mercenaries (players) who make potions, it's not worth the effort. Because the item store is selling a potion that gradually restores HP 120 times for 30 eso a piece...... Further based on the price of the + value potion of the auction...... There were no other mercenaries selling "Emerald Tears," and I had to decide when it comes to pricing. Finally, when I checked the market for 'Extreme Ame Ball', it was traded at 30 eso per piece. It won't even be a big price, so I plan to use 'Extreme Jade' soon, and I'll keep it without selling it. "All right... George, thanks for the guide" "Oh dear. I was watching over me so that angels wouldn't get weird bugs." Is it your fault that a few mercenaries (players) pretended to be out of sight when a punch perm stares around them? In the face of the vicious George, the light shines. Morning sun. "Don't look so scared. You're ruining my beauty, aren't you? "Uh-oh. Angel. Uh-huh." To my lip service, a wolf who twists and knocks. "Oh, where are you going? "More, to the height" It's time to leave. Mithola Forest is dangerous at night, but if the sun starts coming out, I should be fine now. "Oh, my God, I'm so motivated. But you can't do that, can you? I answer the worried wolf with a full smile. "Worthy of George's splendid store, because I want to put the product down (...) and have it" Just now, something I noticed at George's store. That's a newly displayed product. "Oh... Angel, you're gonna fall in love, aren't you? Uho." The Emerald Tears I gave you were sitting in a product display case in George's shop. The merchandise tag says' Angel's Potion 'and what a hundred million eso the price was. What does the price mean? You treat my first successful alchemy very seriously, and I don't want to sell it. And while I felt the illumination of George's intention to put all that value on me, I left Michelangelo. To the forest of Mithola, to find a dwarf. Less than 10 minutes after George and I break up, we arrive in the Missora Forest. I slaughtered a few slimes on the road and got 3 Nuclei of Slime. [Kotai] Was it because of the increased attack power of the Mizuki night that I was able to bury the slime away in one blow, and I felt the level up. I check the stock of items that I think I can use and keep my knife safe. 2 "Emerald (Emerald) Tears" and 7 "Extreme Jade". It is our policy to aim for a place where we have seen dwarves before while defeating Mohusa relying on this item. Because of the solo this time, we will continue through the woods with constant vigilance around us without collecting. Whether the posture has succeeded or not, a few meters away we discover the fuzzy and usually the moffy. That one doesn't seem to have noticed this one yet. I take the 'extreme jade' out of the item storage and put it in my mouth. Then, what a bitter flavor spreads in my mouth, only naturally staring at my face. ... This is the eel flavor. While enduring the first, checking his status, he was gaining strength to 11. Now the offensive boost is complete and ready. The enhancement lasts 55 seconds remaining. I rush at full speed and strike Mohusa by surprise. "Piong?" Mofwusa, who noticed the approach, looks back at this one, but it's too late. Sifting the knife from top to bottom, Mohusa wanders backwards like a flinch. Having found myself handy with a definite feeling, I succeed in piercing the knife without getting a haircut and hitting the second shot as well. Is this the squeal of Mohusa when she chants magic? "Pyong!" Alternatively, the body is flipped from the front of the mofsa and moved to the right side from the mofsa. As I aimed, the fireball crept past where I had just been. Is this the boon that raised the stat speed? Unlike last time, I am convinced that I have the speed at which it is possible to react to or avoid the attack of Mohusa. As it is, I hold the knife backwards and cut off the mofu to mark it. Mohusa flickered once again and bounced hoarsely into the air. "Piong Piong Piong!" They fly a fireball of counterattack from the top of my head, but I try to roll down the ground from a lowered position. Move straight to the Mohuusa landing point and mutilate three more times. "... Can I defeat Mohusa with 7 shots if I use 'Extreme Ame Ball'" I went further into the back of the woods, blinding myself to the joy of destroying Mohusa alone. I've run into a few mohusas since then, but succeeded in defeating them intact, I've reached a point I recognize. Well, how can I see dwarves again? I've already applied a rough calculation. In the meantime, I'll try to take the 'stone place' I picked up in Michelangelo and the woods from the item storage and throw it over the air as appropriate. Yes, the plan is to throw a stone corn around the midget coming out gnawed and see how it reacts. But "Stone Place" drew a parabola and fell somewhere and disappeared. My status doesn't allow me to reach the height where the dwarf appeared... How to earn some height...... As far as the surroundings are concerned, there are only trees, trees, trees and trees. In other words, climb up to the tree and then throw the stone. I use my little body to try to climb as many branched trees as possible. But in this short body of hands and feet, climbing a tree was a difficult business, and when I was about to give up that it was impossible to smash it. When I grabbed the trunk (Miki) casually, it felt like the buni was rubber elastic and sucked into my hand. "There are some weird trees..." I climbed the strange tree, confirming that I would not slip. Having appropriately reached the thick branches, I ride on the branches, taking care not to fall, and retrieving the 'stone' from the item storage again. When you throw 'Stone Place' into the sky around the midget coming out with the hanging voice - Ripples were born in the sky, and the stone was sucked into the sky. The sky pattern of this' Mithola Forest 'is constantly unchanged, with sunny days and nights. In other words, the sky painted above this must be the provisional first sky made by someone. "The stone... doesn't come back and fall. Will the dwarf also be caught by stone and come out" Once you get in there, there's a chance you won't be able to go back. However, what I found out is, if I could get to that height, dwarf world (tentative)? I might put it in. Then, I try to throw stone corn over the sky everywhere, but the ripples were born and sucked in only around where the dwarf appeared, otherwise normally the stone corn fell according to gravity. "Well, how do you get to that height..." I think while sitting on a branch of a tree. Pinch the divided little branch in front of you and repeat the separation, thinking as you stare at Bjorn and tremble. "Still, this tree is a bunny, weird tree" Say it yourself, I realize something. Jumping lightly on the spot, the branches dropped gooey, pushed me up according to their elasticity, and my body lost the universe for about a meter. "Ooh, ooh." I almost lose my balance, but I land desperately clinging to the branches. But this might work. I made up my mind and moved near the tip of the branch to jump as much as I wanted. Because of its elasticity when I land on a branch, the whole branch turns and bounces me up into the sky, buyingly trying to get back. When I landed on the branches again, the branches bent bigger than they had been earlier, causing Gugnaume to rise into the sky. Out of balance in my body. If you step off the branches from this height, you will surely die. What was waiting for me when I went up to an altitude that seemed to overlook the "Forest of Mithola". It was a sound that sank (...) to the water's edge. Taste the feeling of diving into the water from the face, followed by the upper body, hips and thighs. What stuck in my eyes as I entered the sky was crawling out of the ground, no, my leg part was still buried on the ground, but it was my body that grew out of the ground anyway. Sky to earth. Was the invisible water above a mechanism that led to the ground in the dwarf world (tentative)? Anyway, I pull my feet off the ground and look around. There. It was a forest where plants emitted brilliant, crystal-like glitter. Only the ground was just dirt, and all the other plants were beautiful as if they were made of crystals. The blooming flowers also consist of crystals of various colors, red, yellow, blue, purple, pink and glorious. When I'm touched and frightened, I hear voices from behind. Turning to his high voice in surprise, there was one feathered dwarf, floating in the universe, pointing to this one with an unrelenting grin. "Ah, a dwarf." I'll point it at you, too. "Hmm, dwarf? That's not true. I'm a fairy, aren't I? "" "Yes, we are fairies." " Fairies have emerged simultaneously from the shadows of trees and plants, as if the fairy's introduction had been a signal. I found it, the forest where the fairies live! "Welcome to Christerie, a gemstone-producing forest" I smile angels, too, as I respond to the smiles of innocent fairies. Don't let black emotions distract you. "Nice to meet you, fairies" Kuhihi. This place looks like it could use some amazing material. H50 MP35 Power 1 Magic 14 Defense 2 Demon Defense 8 Quickness 100 Intelligence 110 Possession 200 eso. Head: Butterfly hair decoration Torso: Coat of Travelers Arms: Traveler's Gloves Feet: Traveler's Trousers Right Hand: [Kotai] Minato Night/Attack + 18 (+9) Tech Correction G Left Hand: None Accessories: None Skill Points: 22 Level Points: 0 Title: Old Skilled Girl Three times the amount of Skill Points acquired when leveling up. Skill: Alchemy LV10 "Conversion"... "Copper Law of Change" and "Failure is the King's Road to Success" "Synthesis"...
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ใ€Žๅคฑ่ฝไธ–ไปฃใฎๆ‡ไธญๆ™‚่จˆใ€ใงๆ–ฐใŸใช้บไผๅญใ‚’ๅธๅŽใงใใ‚‹ใ—ใ€่žๅˆๅŒ–ใฎใƒฌใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒผใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใซใฏๅคงๆญ“ๅ–œใ ! ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸ! ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ–ฐ็ด ๆใฎใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ ! ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใๅ€’ใ™ใจใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใธใจๆบ€้ขใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใƒœใ‚ฑใƒƒใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฏ็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใจๅ…จ้ข่ก็ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅคช้ƒŽใฏ็„กไบ‹ใ‹!? ็งใฎ ใ€‘ๆ•ฐๅŒนใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฎใ™ใๅ‚ใซ็€ๅœฐใ—ใŸๅง‰ใซใ€ใ‚ตใƒ ใ‚บใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใ€็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹~ใ€ ๅบ็›คใฏๅฅฝ่ชฟใชๆป‘ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใงใ€็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏ็„ก้™ใซๆฒธใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใถใจใ็™บ็”Ÿใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€ฃๆˆฆใซๆฌกใ้€ฃๆˆฆใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆบ€่บซๅ‰ต็—......ใจใพใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€็–ฒๅผŠใ—ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ70ไบบใปใฉใ„ใŸ ๅŒๅฃซใŒๅ”ๅŠ›ใฃใฆใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅไธญๅ…ซไนใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฏไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใฟใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎ......้€†ใซ่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ‹ใช......ใ€ 2ไบบใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใฏ็ชฎๅœฐใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใฎๆ•‘ๆธˆใชใฉใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใฏใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใฃใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ†ใกใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ•ตใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฃใฆใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใฎ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅญ้พใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œ็ถ™ๅญใฎ่ฆ‹่งฃใฏ็š„ใ‚’ๅฐ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจ่ฆชๅ‹ใ‚‰ใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚ใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎ้ ฌใŒๆœฑใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใกใ‡ใฃใ€‚ ใ‚’ใฐใ‚‰ใพใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็Ÿณๅƒ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŸใกใซๅ‘‘ใฟใ“ใพใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†......?ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ€ไฟบๅซใ‚ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ใ€Œ็ถ™ๅญใ‚‚้‹ญใ„ๅˆ†ๆž็œผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใฆ้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„ใชใ€ ใ‚€ใฃใ€‚ ๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใŒใ‚„ใ‘ใซๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใซๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใพใๅˆฅใซใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฆ™ใซ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใซใ—ใฆใฏไธ้‡ใซๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹2ไบบใซๅ„ชใ—ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใชใ‚‰ๅฅณๅญใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ ใ‚ใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ•ใ„ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ‚€......ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ƒธใซใ‚ใ ใ‹ใพใ‚‹ใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใกใฎ่€ƒใˆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ€Žๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธŠ็ญ–?ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใ‚„ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ็ต‚ๅง‹ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใฎใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ใใฎๆš—ใ•ใŒไธ€ๅฑคๅข—ใ—ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ™ใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฎไบบใจ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใƒผใ€ๅญ้พใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใƒผใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใจใ‹้€ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใใฆใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒผ?ใ€ ๅฎŸใฏไฟบใ€ใ‚ดใƒƒใƒ›ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใ‚’ๆ‹’ๅฆใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ—่ซพใ“ใใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฝผใฏ......ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไฟบใซใจใฃใฆ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ ใ€Œใ„ใกใŠใ†......? ใ•ใฃใใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ......?ใ€ ไฟบใฎใ“ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ไธๆบ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฎใƒœใƒซใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ธๆ–น้ขใงใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃ! ็งใฎๅคช้ƒŽใซใฃ!ใ€ ็‰นใซๅง‰ใฎๆญฏใŽใ—ใ‚ŠใŒๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใไปŠใฏใƒƒ! ไปŠๅพŒใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚่ธใพใˆใ€ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ! ใใ‚Œใซใฏไธ€ๆ™‚ๆ’ค้€€ใ€ๆ’ค้€€ใง็•ฐๅญ˜ใฏใชใ„ใช!?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎๅทไปคใซใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ๅซใ‚ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€Žใ“ใฎไธ–ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็Ÿณใฎใปใจใ‚“ใฉใฏใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใฎ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใฎๆฎ‹้ชธใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ชฌใฏใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Ž1็•ชๆœ‰ๅใชใฎใฏๆ็ซœใชใฉใฎๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๆ•ฐๅไธ‡ๅนดๅ˜ไฝใงๅŒ–็ŸณใจใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒ้€š่ชฌใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒๆ˜จไปŠใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใซ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏใ€ๆกไปถใ•ใˆใใ‚ใˆใฐ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒ็ŸณๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซ60ๅนดใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€‚่‚Œใชใฉใ€ไฝ“็ต„็น”ใ”ใจ็ŸณๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ไพ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€ ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ขๆŒใกใง่ชžใ‚‹่€ƒๅคๅญฆ่€…ใฎ็”ทๆ€งใ€ใใ‚Œใซ็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใง้ ทใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ้ขใ€…ใ€‚ ใ€Žไธ–็•Œๅ„ๅœฐใงใฏๅทจๅคงใชๅฒฉใŒใƒ’ใƒˆใฎ้ก”ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ๅทจๅคงใชไบ€ใฎๅฝขใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๅฃฐใŒๅบฆใ€…ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใฆใ€็Ÿณใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใฏ?ใ€‘ใจๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅ›ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚จใ‚ธใƒ—ใƒˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅทจๅƒใฎๆ•ฐใ€…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใง็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŸใกใจไบคๆˆฆไธญใ ใฃใŸไฟบ้”ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ€ฅใซๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใŒใ€Ž็พๅฎŸใงใ‚‚ๅทจๅคง็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„!ใ€ใจๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใงใ€ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไธ€ๆ—ฆใฏใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ•ใฃใใใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€Žไธ–็•Œๅ„ๅœฐใงๅทจไบบใฎๅ‡บ็พ!?ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒˆใƒซใฎ็ทŠๆ€ฅ้€Ÿๅ ฑใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚จใ‚ธใƒ—ใƒˆใฎๅฃ็”ปใซใฏไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ•ฐๅ€ๅคงใใชๅทจไบบใŒๅคšใๆใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใ€ๅคๆฅใ‚ˆใ‚Šไบบใ€…ใ‚’ๅฐŽใใ€ใพใŸไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้•ทใ„ๅฏฟๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ไผ่ชฌใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹็ฅžใฎ็ณป่ญœใ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅทจไบบใŸใกใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๆญปๆœŸใŒ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใฐใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใ™ใ‚‹็‰นๆฎŠใช็Ÿณๆใง่ฆ†ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ไบบ้–“ใซๅ‘ฝใ˜ใŸใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็œŸใซๆญปใธใจ่‡ณใ‚‹ใพใงใซใฏๆ•ฐๅƒๅนดใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆญปๅพŒใฎไธ–็•Œใซ่กŒใๆบ–ๅ‚™ใจใ—ใฆ่‡ช่บซใ‚’ใƒŸใ‚คใƒฉๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅ„€ๅผใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไผ่ชฌใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Žใ€ใƒกใƒŽใƒ ใƒณใฎๅทจๅƒใ€‘ใจใ„ใ†ไธ–็•Œ้บ็”ฃใซใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๅใช้€ธ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ด€ๅ…ƒๅ‰27ๅนดใฎๅœฐ้œ‡ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅทจๅƒใŸใกใซใƒ’ใƒ“ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็Ÿณๆใฎไธ€้ƒจใŒๆๅ‚ทใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใใฎๅทจๅƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘้ ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ€‘ใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅ™‚ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ไบบ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซๅฏฟๅ‘ฝใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ—ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒชใ‚ขใƒณใฏใ€ใจใใŸใพ่ฆš้†’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„่ญ˜ใฎๆฎ‹้ชธใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผในใ‚‹ใพใฉใ‚ใฟใฎไธญใงใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€ ใ€ŽๅฎŸ้š›ใซๆ•ฐใ€…ใฎๆ–‡็Œฎใซ่จ˜้Œฒใจใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็ฌฌ14ไปฃใƒญใƒผใƒž็š‡ๅธใƒใƒ‰ใƒชใ‚ขใƒŒใ‚นๅธใจๅฆปใฎใ‚ตใƒ“ใƒŠใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ—ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒชใ‚ขใƒณใฎใ†ใ‚ใๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใใฎๅฃฐใŒ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ ๅ˜็ด”ใซใƒ’ใƒ“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€ใใฎ่ฃ‚ใ‘็›ฎใซ้ขจใŒๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆ้ŸณใŒ้ณดใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ......ใ€‚ ใ€Žไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่ชฌใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใงไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใฃใŸใจๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€ŽใƒกใƒŽใƒ ใƒณใฎๅทจๅƒใฏๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใพใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซไธ–็•Œๅ„ๅœฐใงๅทจๅคง็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ€็‰นใซๅทจไบบใซ้…ทไผผใ—ใŸ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Žใˆใ‡ใ€‚ๅทจไบบใซไผผใŸๅทจๅƒใŸใกใจใฏใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฎๆ„ๆ€็–Ž้€šใŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅคงใใช่ขซๅฎณใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒ......ๅทจไบบไปฅๅค–ใงใฏ็Ÿฅ่ƒฝใฎไฝŽใ„็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ‚‚ๅคšใ......ไธ€้ƒจใฎ่ก—ใงใฏ่ขซๅฎณใŒๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌใงใฏๅคชๅคใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅทจๅคงใช ใ€Žๅฅˆ่‰ฏ็œŒใฎๅคง่ฆณ้Ÿณๆฎฟใ‚‚ๅคงๆททไนฑใซ้™ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใ“ๅƒๅนด้–“ใงๆ–ฐใ—ใไฝœใ‚Š็›ดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฆณ้Ÿณๅƒใฏๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใŒ......ๅคใใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใจใ€ๅคงใใ„็‰ฉใง100ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใซ่ฟ‘ใ„่ฆณ้Ÿณๅƒใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ็ฅžๅƒใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคงใใช่บซไฝ“ใŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆญฉใใ€ๅฎถๅฑ‹ใ‚„่ปŠใชใฉใ‚’่ธใฟใคใถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ˜ ๅƒใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใซใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ‚ชๆ„ใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ•…ๆ„ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€ๆฅตใ€…่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงๆญฉใๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸ......ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใใฎๅงฟใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Žไบบๅž‹ไปฅๅค–ใฎๅทจๅคง็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ‚‚ๅ‡บ็พใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไธ€็•ช่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใฎใฏๅทจไบบๅฝขๆ…‹ใฎๅทจๅƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปฐใฃใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใญ?ใ€ ใ€Žใฏใ„ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฏใ‚จใ‚ธใƒ—ใƒˆใฎ็ฅž่ฉฑใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๅคช้™ฝ็ฅžใƒฉใƒผใ€‘ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ™ใŒ......ไปŠๅ›žใ€ๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ๅทจไบบใŸใกใฏไธ€ๆง˜ใซใ—ใฆ่‡ชใ‚‰ใ‚’็ฅžใจๅไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไธŠใซ็ซ‹ใคๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ไฟกๆœ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคช้™ฝใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใ ใจใ‹ใ€ใ€ๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ ใ‚“ใ‚“!? ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่žใ„ใŸๅ˜่ชžใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใพใŸใ€ ใ€‘ใฏใ“ใฎๆ™‚ไปฃใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใชๆฐ—้…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใใฎๅ…‰ใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใŸใจใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ็ตถๅฏพไธป็ฅžใฎๆฐ—้…ใฏ......ใ“ใฎๆฅตๆฑใฎๅณถๅ›ฝใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใ€‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จผ่จ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŽใงใฏๅทจๅƒใŸใกใฏ......ใ€ ใ€Žใฏใ„ใ€ๅ„ๅ›ฝ็›ฃ่ฆ–ไธ‹ใฎไธญใงใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ€Žๅทจๅƒใฎ่กŒ้€ฒใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€
280 277 Marches Of The Myths : An unexpected event [huge statues all over the city] occurred: ; No overall quest rewards in particular: : There are many more materials to drop than stone statues: With this log announcement, it goes without saying that many mercenaries (players) rush to the [infected city of Sanatorium]. Although there are no quest rewards, the material you drop over the stone statue is likely 'new material', so to speak. "All hands, intercept posture! "" "Saar Yesser! It was RF4you (Yuji) who quickly sidelined the second row. A large amount of what was cobblestone moved, and it approached like waves. "I'm coming! [Stone Beetle (Golibri)] That sounds like a name! "It's just like a cockroach. Those guys are gonna let the numbers take care of them and go straight ahead! As my best friends set up, flat stone creatures about a meter in diameter crawl to the ground at great speeds. Before there is a frontal collision with this faction, I switched gear to "Dancing Circles in the Sky (Rondo)" and danced over the fuzz. If the proud wind of Fu swells, the flat bugs will rise one after the other, temporarily losing their propulsion. In a few moments, too, the scuffle and the upheaval will not stop over one fellow man after another from behind. But that's enough. With a little time, I stretch the thread from my fingers and connect with the blue white. And her mouth opens up painfully as my fingertips move. This is limited to opponents who seem to have high Physical System Defense. An army of [Stone Beetle (Golibri)] that freezes instantly and blunts movement. As it were, I took a shot of Sniper Fireworks from the sky and then took the genetic information from Earth Gard, the giant beast of the crust, recorded in the Pocket Watch of the Lost Generation, into my body. Activate the 'Ground Crack' of Extra Skills [Sleeping Crustal Beast] to run cracks on the earth. Several rows of [Stone Beetle (Golibri)] were swallowed up in that rift and succeeded in drastically reducing the number. Though the gravity on me now stands at one-sixth, the mysterious creature of Togetuge Metro crumbled instantly if it fell there at a weight of 12 tons. Falling into the space where the spark sparkle lingered, I prepared to fight back, immediately unleashed "Weight Multilayer (Snake)" and activated "Earth's Creation of Mountains (Earth Wall)". A painting of the streets, the ability to transform them, builds a fairly powerful and large breakwater. With this, I have exhausted all the MP700 of Benefit fused with "Earth Gard, the giant beast of the crust [one horn]," but I think I have been able to buy time for everyone to get ready for battle. If you look quickly at the flowing log, it turns out to be what you expect. New material and this is a... fossil!? I can absorb new genes in The Lost Generation Pocket Watch, and I'm thrilled to see more repertoires of fusion! "Yay! I knew it was a drop of new material! You should all knock them out soon! If I waved back with a full smile behind me, everyone stared at me with a flashing look. This is how we collided completely with stone creatures. "Is my Taro safe?!? Is my El (mi) alive!? [Stone Beetle (Golibri)] I give it back to my sister, who kicked a few and landed right next to us, with a thumbs-up. "Sister, this way is fine! "El, he's alive." At the beginning it was a good slip, able to overwhelm the stone creatures. But they keep occurring all the time, knocking them down or knocking them down, as if they were coming to an infinite boil. It is a fact that in a streak after a series of wars, this one is getting exhausted, even if it doesn't have to be full of creation... The mercenaries (players), who actually had about 70, felt zapped when they floated just now and felt like they were down to around 60. "I'm also suspicious that mercenaries will be working with each other as soon as possible." "Ten, eighty-nine, the mercenaries tried to get in... but on the contrary, they kick ass, I guess that's the och..." Two people are right, perhaps [Sanatorium, the infected city] stands in distress. It is no longer a situation that can be said to be the salvation of the 'Cannibal Demon (Ghoul)', etc. "Well, I guess it's odd that we keep having so many enemies..." "Zilong is right." "My stepchildren's view is a target." If Nicole and her best friends smile, their cheeks stain the Zhu. Huh. "We need to stop the people who are spreading colored fungus (virus)..." "[Infected city Sanatorium] really gets swallowed up by the stone statue creatures......? To their whining, mercenaries (players) around them, including me, show a satisfactory color. "My stepchildren have sharp analytical eyes, and they're reliable." Mmm. The shaking nights are slightly gentle with the dragons. Well, I don't know what I'm thinking, but oddly enough, for my best friends, I'm being polite... kind of too nice to the two of us. Normally, women are through, and I don't really deal with them by saying they're a pain in the ass or anything. Mmmm... what, Moya Moya obsessed with this chest... "It's our idea, after all, he said he wanted Mr. Taro, and it's a good idea to keep in touch with him earlier? Besides Yukiya Shizuku always seemed grumpy, I feel that darkness has increased even further. Still, Zilong and the others never shut their mouths. "Um, Mr. Taro. Can you get in touch with the person you just spoke to? "Yeah, yeah, Zilong's right. - Didn't they send you a friendship application or something? Actually, I, Mr. Gogh, didn't refuse the friendship application. I didn't accept it, but he... they were interesting mercenaries (players) to me, so I wasn't sure how to respond. "Yikes...? Earlier, they skipped my friend application......? For some reason, the mercenaries (players) around me were boiling over to this statement. Disgruntled, or in terms of angry voltage. "Goddamn it! To my taro! I was particularly afraid of my sister's toothpick. "Anyway, now heh! Based on what's going to happen, we're going to rebuild the operation carefully! There's no difference in temporarily retreating, retreating!? Included in my sister's decree was the "Neck Hunting Drunk Communist", and the withdrawal was no longer disputed by the consent of the Silver Army (Silverley) and other majorities. "Do you know the theory that most of the stones in the world are the remains of former organisms" "The most famous are fossils such as dinosaurs. It was a legend that those became fossils in hundreds of thousands of years. But yesterday, the newly discovered fact is that it takes less than 60 years for the organism to petrify even the conditions? There are also cases of petrification of body tissue, such as skin." An archaeologist man who talks with a serious face, plus the face of a newscaster who keeps nodding with a strange face. "Around the world, huge rocks look like human faces, resembling giant turtle shapes," he said, raising his voice from time to time. Now, even though it's a stone [this was also, maybe, an organism?] and when it comes to the most whispered beings, it would be a number of giant statues in Egypt ' It was us who were engaged with the stone creatures in [Infected City Sanatorium], but suddenly Shaking Night and Evening Fai said, "Even in reality, the giant creatures moved one after the other! 'And I screamed, so I logged out once to figure out exactly what was going on...... I just turned on the TV and said,' The emergence of giants all over the world!? 'There was an emergency bulletin circulating for the title I said. "Many Egyptian murals depict giants several times bigger than humans. There is a legend that they actually existed, guided people more than in ancient times, and also had a longer life span than humans. It's called the genealogy of God. Such giants also ordered humans to cover their entire bodies with special stones to coat them if their time of death approaches. Even so, it will take thousands of years for them to truly reach death, so it would be something like a ritual that mummifies themselves as they prepare to go to the post-mortem world '. Is it true there was such a legend? There is also a famous anecdote in the World Heritage Site called "[Menomun's Giant Statue]. The earthquake in 27 BC causes cracks in the giant statues. Some of the coated stone has been damaged. Rumors spread from that giant statue that when it was around dawn, [groans] could be heard. Leptilians, far more long-lived than humans, groaned in what can sometimes be called the remains of awakening consciousness." "It is actually recorded in numerous literature, and the 14th Roman Emperor, Emperor Hadrianus, and his wife, Sabina, also hear the groans of the Reptilians. The last time that voice was recorded was in calendar year 196." I wonder if there was simply a crack in it and the wind hit that rift and the sound was ringing or something...... 'It turns out that the theory that wasn't believed was true in this uproar' "The giant statue of Menomun has moved, hasn't it? And there are giant creatures around the world, especially giants." "Yep. There is no great harm done to giant statues because they are uniquely communicative... but there are many less intelligent creatures besides giants... some cities are damaged or something... ' "Many buildings have collapsed in Japan due to a number of giant Kanyin statues, said to have been built in ancient times." "The Great Guanyin Hall in Nara Prefecture is also in havoc," he said. 'The newly recreated Kannon statues have not moved in the last thousand years... since ancient times, some are large and close to 100 meters,' Footage of a large body actually said to be a god statue walking slowly and trampling houses, cars, etc. I don't feel any malice in that bare gesture. I didn't do it deliberately, it looked like I was walking around in an extremely natural way...... However, the figure resembled a human being walking without caring about the ants on the ground. "There are giant creatures out there besides the human form, but you said the most interesting thing is still giant forms of giant statues, right? 'Yes. In fact, speaking of Egyptian mythology, it is the existence of the [Sun God Ra]... this time, they who have moved have not uniformly named themselves gods' 'You seem to believe in a being that stands above them. It's an [angel who directs the sun] or a [divine son of heavenly light (Miko)] name... he seems to worship it as an absolute god' Hmm!? Words I've heard somewhere, or... "This is another name that is likely to appear in the [Rainbow Goddess (Arco Illis)] Church's Rainbow Bible, etc." "They say that [God Son of Heavenly Light (Miko)] exists in this age. When there are definite signs, we are awakened by the light. And the sign of its absolute Lord God seems to testify that... from this Far Eastern island nation [Japan] ' "Then the giant statues..." "Yes, under national surveillance, he said he was headed to Japan." "Is it a march of giant statues..."
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238่ฉฑ ๅฎถๆ—ใจใฎๅ†ไผš ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚“ใ€ใŸใ‚ใ†? ใชใฎใ‹......ใ€ ้กŽ้ซญ ๅบญๅœ’ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆๅบญใพใงไธก่ฆชใ‚’่ฟŽใˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใธใจ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใใฎใพใพๆŠฑใใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๆ„ŸๆฅตใพใฃใŸใฎใ‹้ผปๅฃฐใงใ€Žๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใŸ?ใ€ใ€Žไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใซใ€ใ€Žใ™ใใซๅธฐใ‚Œใชใใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใญใ€ใ€ใจไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฌใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒผ! ่ฉฑใซใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ ใ„ใถใ‚คใƒณใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใƒˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใใ€ ้กŽ้ซญใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€่ฑชๅฟซใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ”ใจไฟบใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ€ŽใŸใ ใ„ใพใ€‚ๅธฐใ‚ŠใŒ้…ใใชใฃใฆใ™ใพใชใ„ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใฎๅ†ไผšใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๅฟƒใ‚‚ไฝ“ใ‚‚ใฝใ‹ใฝใ‹ใจๆธฉใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“! ๆˆ‘ใŒๆฏๅญใชใŒใ‚‰ใ„ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใ„ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ€ใ™ใใซใงใ‚‚ๅ†™็œŸใซๅŽใ‚ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใชใ!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅซŒใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใ€็™บ่จ€ใŒๅฐ‘ใ€…ๅฑใ†ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ไฟบใจๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใƒ˜ใƒณใƒ†ใ‚ณใชๅฐ่ฉžใซ่‹ฆ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ˜ใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คๆฐ—่ณชใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅ†™็œŸใฏ็งใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบคๆธ‰ใญใ€ ๅง‰ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใชใœไฟบใฎๅ†™็œŸใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใŠ............ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ้Š€ใฎใƒใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใฏ็พฉๅฆนใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€ไน…ใ€…ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌ่ชžใ€้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใจ้ก”ใ€ไผผใฆใ‚‹......ใ‚„ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใฃใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไปฒ่‰ฏใใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไน…ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใชใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฃใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆ็พฉๅฆนใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒ—ๆฌงๅ‡บ่บซใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใฎ้ซชใฏ ใ€Œๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใกใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ“ใจใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚็พๅœฐใฎๅญฆๆ กใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ“ใใ€ใŠ่ฉฑ่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€‚ ใ€ŒใชใซใŠใ†ใฃ!?ใ€ ไฟบใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใ˜ใจ่ƒŒไผธใณใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไธญๅญฆ็”ŸใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใซใ‹ใชใ†ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚็พฉๅฆนใฏๅ…„ใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใฝใ‚“ใฝใ‚“ใ—ใฆใ€ใซใฃใ“ใซใ“ใฎใ”ๆบ€ๆ‚ฆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‚”ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ใ”ใพใ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใธไปŠๅพŒใฎไบˆๅฎšใ‚’ใใ‚Œใจใชใๅฐ‹ใญใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใ„ใคใพใงๆ—ฅๆœฌใซใ„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใŠๅฎถไบ‹ๆƒ…ใŒใ”ใŸใ”ใกใ‚ƒ? ใ—ใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€ๅฝ“ๅˆ†ใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌใซใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฃใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใ€ใŸใใ•ใ‚“้Šในใ‚‹ใฃ!ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใฏไฟบใจๅง‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชไธๅฎ‰ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฎถๆ—ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใ ๆœซใซไฟบใซๅ‘Šใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต่ซ–ใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–ใฎไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅฉš็ด„ใฎไปถใฏ่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ใฎใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบ้”ใฏไธ€ๆฏใคใใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ ใ ใฃๅบƒใ„ๆ›ธๆ–Žใซ้›†ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ปใƒใ‚น็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใจๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅง‰ใซ็พฉๅฆนใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚‚ๅŒๅฎคใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใ—ใ€่กจ็ซ‹ใฃใฆๅฉš็ด„ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ˜Ž่จ€ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ใ‚‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใซ้€šใ†ใ“ใจ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ่จฑๅฎนใงใใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅง‰ใŒ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฑบๅฎšใซๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎๅฐ†ๆฅใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธŠๆต้šŽ็ดš่€…ๅŒๅฃซใฎ้ข่ญ˜ใ‚’้ซ˜ๆ ก็”Ÿใฎใ†ใกใซ็ฏ‰ใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆ่กŒๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Žไป็ฅžๅฎฎใ€ๅฎถใซใพใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฅญๅ‹™ใฏใ“ใชใ›ใชใ„ใ€ใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใซ้€šใ†ใฎใฏ็พฉๅ‹™ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็‰นไพ‹ใจใ—ใฆ่จฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๅใ‚’ๆ–ญใ‚‹ใซใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎ็†็”ฑใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคไผ‘ใฟใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใจใ‚‚ใซ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใธๅ…ฅๅญฆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๆกไปถใซใ€ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ€่กจๆƒ…ใซ่‹ฆๆธ‹ใŒๆบ€ใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฃใจไฟบใฎ้ก”ใŒใฒใฉใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็†่งฃใงใใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠไปŠใพใงใฎ็”ŸๆดปใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏๅซŒใ ใ€‚ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใ€่Œœใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅญฆๆ กใซ้€šใˆใชใใชใฃใฆใ€่ฆ‹ใš็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใฎๆจฉๅŠ›ๅฟ—ๅ‘ใซๆบบใ‚ŒใŸๅญไพ›ใŸใกใจๆœบใ‚’ไธฆในใ‚‹ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ€‚ ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒๆ‚ชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ......็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒไป–ใซๆœ‰ๅŠ›ใชไบคๆธ‰ๆๆ–™ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใพใงใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใฏใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ไฟบใฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใจๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใšใ€่ฟ”็ญ”ใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ใŸใ ใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚ŒใซๅฟƒใŒ่€ใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸ้ ƒใ€ไฟบใฏๆ›ธๆ–Žใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‹ใซๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽ......ๅคงไธˆๅคซ......?ใ€ ไปŠใพใงไฝใฟๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒžใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎไธ€ๅฎคใ€ใใฎๅๅ€ไปฅไธŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅง‰ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๆš—ใ„ๅฃฐใฎๅง‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญ......็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใงใ ใ„ใถ ใฏใใ€ใจไบŒไบบใงๆทฑใ„ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ็š‡ๆ—ใฎๆ„ใซ้€†ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ€ใพใŸๅฎŸๅŠ›่กŒไฝฟใซๅŠใถ่ผฉใŒ็พใ‚Œใฆ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚’่ฅฒใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใซ่ฟทๆƒ‘ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฑ•้–‹ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไฟ่จผใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใฆใญ......็งใฎ ็พๅฎŸใ‚’ๆ”นๅค‰ใ—ใฆ็š‡ๅฎถใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚„่ฒกๅŠ›ใฏๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใฎๅ้ขใ€ใ€Žไป็ฅžๅฎฎใ€ๅฎถใจใ—ใฆใฎ็พฉๅ‹™ใ‚‚็”Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใฏไฟบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅนดไธŠใงใ€ๅฝ“็„ถ้ซ˜ๆ กใ‚‚ๅ’ๆฅญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบบ่„ˆใ‚‚ๆง‹็ฏ‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—่‚ๅฟƒใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใŒๅง‰ใซใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅง‰ใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ใ ใ„ใถ่พ›ใ„็ซ‹ๅ ดใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆฒˆ็—›ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใซๅ ด้•ใ„ใชใปใฉใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„ๅฃฐใŒๅ”็ชใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็™บๅฃฐๆบใฏ็พฉๅฆนใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒŸใ‚ฃใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šใ‚“ใงๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ ใ™?ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ€็พฉๅฆนใŒไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ? ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šใ‚“ใงใ‚‹้Šใณๅ ด? ็งใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ้ŠใณใŸใ„ใ€ใงใ™ใ€ ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ไฟบใจๅง‰ใ€‚
241 238 Stories Reunion With Family "Didn't you? Is it..." Clean your chin mustache (mustache), and look at me and keep an eye out for the middle-aged with refreshing, short hair. Mother rushing over to me waiting to pick up her parents to the garden, not the garden. And I held him like that, and he said in his nose, "Are you okay? '' I would have been anxious, '' I'm sorry I couldn't be home any time soon, 'I've apologized over and over again. "Ha-ha-ha! I heard the story, but it actually has a lot of impact when I see it" A father who puts his hand on his jawbeard and approaches him with a luxurious laugh. Embrace me for each mother and say, 'I'm home. I'm sorry I'm late,' he muttered small. After all, the first reunion in a long time is a delight, and my mind and body are pompous and warm. "Hmmm! It smells good while my son, feels good, but I'd love to fit it in the picture soon! "Hey Dad, I don't like that" "You must be a little jeopardized." My mother and I complain about my father's weird dialogue. "My father has always had a hentai temper. I have a lot of photos of Taro, so we can negotiate." My sister. Why do you have my picture? I don't remember the camera being pointed at after the sex change. "Wow............ brother, well done (...)" It was my sister-in-law, Michelle, who rocked a silver half-up twin tail and let her peek into her face from the shadows of her father and mother. "Mmm, Japanese for a long time, hard. My face looks like mine... you did it. Can we get along better with this? "We're close. Long time no see, mi." Again, I look seriously at my sister-in-law's face. Michelle from Northern Europe has silver hair close to white blonde hair (platinum blonde). I'm pale and silver. The colors of the hair and eyes are different, and the shapes of the faces are somewhat similar. "How have you been? "Over there, a lot of interesting things happened. Local schools, fun" "Brother, let me talk to you. I knew it was (...) tiny. I'm your sister? "What the fuck!? I couldn't have been a loser and a backstretcher or a middle school Michelle. My sister-in-law pounds her brother's head and is a smiling delight. Try to deceive your remorse and ask Michelle somewhat about your future plans. "Ko, how long are you gonna be in Japan this time? "What's the matter with your house? I'm coming. So, I'm in Japan for the time being? "Oh, mi. I'm happy for you." "You and your sister, you and your brother, we can play a lot! That's what Michelle said and took my sister's hand. I had a lot of anxiety, but I still wish I was family. Dad told me after he was troubled. "In conclusion, I will tell His Highness that I would like you to meet me about the engagement because there is also sexual change." After the turn of the family reunion, we took a breather and were gathered in Dad's extensive study. Grandpa Sebas and his mother, his sister and sister-in-law Michelle are also in the room. "However, I will not make it clear that I will stand out and refuse to talk about the engagement. Now, with that attitude, everyone in the Buddha's Shrine will not turn in the right direction." "Also, it is time for Shintaro to attend the Royal Japanese Academy..." Dad, that's unacceptable. My sister pinches her mouth on my father's decision. If it is the top position in charge of Japan's future, we need to build an understanding between the upper classes among high school students. Otherwise, we will not be able to carry out the work related to the "Buddha Shrine" family, which acts on Japan's back, and so on. Attending "The Royal School of Japan" is close to duty. Apparently he was in a position to have that forgiven as an exception. That's why he said he needed a good reason to turn down a nomination from above. "At the end of the summer vacation, Shintaro will be admitted to the Royal School of Japan. Subject to that, the royal family will be asked to drop off the engagement confirmation so far." Dad stares at me and his expression is full of bitterness. I'm sure it's because my face is turning into something awful. Even my father thinks of me, although that's understandable... I still don't like how my life has changed before. Every day I line up my desk with kids drowned in strange power orientations, unable to go to school where Shaking Night, Evening Fai, and Xi are. I feel sick just imagining it. "Shintaro... my father makes other powerful negotiating materials. Until then, please, won't you convince me? I can't look my father and mother in the eye and I can't respond. It's just, when silent time flowed and my mind couldn't stand it, I left the study quietly. "Taro... it's okay...? One of the apartments I've been used to living in, my sister came into my room, more than ten times that. "... you can't be okay." I laugh pitifully at my dark voice sister. "So far, I know I don't have a choice... but somehow, I don't know..." "Well... my father seems to have had a lot of trouble with that too... now we just have to find out if there's any other way." Ha, and you and I get a deep sigh. I want to do something about it. But there is no guarantee that against the will of the royal family, and that a student who extends to exercising his strength will show up and attack his best friends, or develop into something annoying to his family. "My people are in trouble too... They have a lot of friends I don't know (...)..." We can alter reality to counteract royal pressures, power and financial might have been obtained. But on the other hand, my duty as a 'Buddha's Shrine' family also arose. My sister is older than me and naturally graduates high school. That's why they were building connections, too. But my sister doesn't have the memories at heart. I'm tough too, but my sister's in a much harder position. The brighter my voice sounded abruptly out of place in such sinister air. The source of the voice is my sister-in-law, Michelle. "Brother, sister, I'm not well. You wanna play with Mi and get better? Tilt your neck with Kyoton and your sister-in-law will see us. "A playground for your brothers (...)? A playground for your sister to play with? I want to play with you, too." Me and my sister looking at each other.
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261่ฉฑ ้ ๅ ใˆใจๅ…ฑใซ้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใƒใƒผ! ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ€ใ€็‹ฉไบบใฎ ใ•ใ‚“! ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใใ‚Œใˆใˆ!ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚งใƒชใƒผใŒ่ฒ ใ‘ใ˜ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ๅคšๆ•ฐใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ™ใใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒณใ‚’ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚„ใฃใกใพใˆ! ไฝ•ใŒPvPๆœ€ๅผทใฎ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใ‚! ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฌๅ–š็ฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆใชใ„ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œ้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใฃใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹! ใฟใฃใจใ‚‚ใญใƒผใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใƒผ!?ใ€ ใ€‘ใ‚‚ๅคงใ—ใŸไบ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅค–้‡ŽใŒ้จ’ใŽ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆญ“ๅฃฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็งใฎๅฟƒใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใฎใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใฏใ......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆœ€ๅผทใปใฉใ€ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„......ใ€ ้€€ๅฑˆใใ†ใชๅ‘ŸใใŒ่€ณใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่ƒธไธญใซๆฒธใใ€‚ ๅฃฐไธปใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆš‡ใ‚’ๅผ„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ€‘ใจใ„ใ† ็งใฎๅˆƒใ‚’้˜ปใ‚€ๅฃใŒใ€้šœๅฎณใจใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ๅฌๅ–š็ฃใŒๅผทๅคงใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€‚ ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒๅฌๅ–šใ—ใŸ็™ฝ็…ๅญใฏ่ถ…ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๆ”ป้˜ฒไธ€ไฝ“ๅž‹ใฎ็ฃใ€‚ๅ›ณไฝ“ใŒๅคงใใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒๅฐ‹ๅธธใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใฏ้ ทใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆๆ•ๆทๆ€งใ‚‚้ซ˜ใใ€็งใฎใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใซๆ˜“ใ€…ใจใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใซใฏใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ถใƒชใ€‚ใŠใพใ‘ใซใใฎไฝ“ๆฏ›ใŒใฒใฉใ้ ‘ไธˆใง็‰ฉ็†้˜ฒๅพกใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ€้ซ˜ใ„้ญ”ๆณ•้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅ‚™ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’็ด ็›ดใซๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฎๅธฏใณใŸไธญ่ท้›ข้ญ”ๅ‰ฃใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ€‚็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎ้ ญ้ƒจใ€็‰นใซ็›ฎใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆ็‰ฝๅˆถใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็Œ›้€ฒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎๅคงใใช่…•ใŒ่ฟซใ‚Šใใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€็งใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅœฐ้ขใซ่ปขใŒใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใ„ใ–ใพใซใฏๅ›ž่ปขใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใŸๅŒๅ‰ฃ่ก“ใ‚’ไบŒๆ’ƒใŠใฟใพใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ถšใ‘ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‡ใ€ๆจชใฃ่…นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šใฌใ‘ใฆใฏไบŒๆ’ƒใ€ไธ‰ๆ’ƒใ€ๅ››ๆ’ƒใจๆ‰‹ๆ•ฐใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๆ‰‹ใ”ใŸใˆใŒๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ้ ผใฟใฎ็ถฑใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸ็งใฎ็งฐๅทใ€ใ€ ไธ€ๅบฆใงใ‚‚็ต„ใฟไผใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€็žฌใ้–“ใซHPใฏๅ…จๆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฏใšใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ทŠๅผตๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆ็งใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ็™ฝ็…ๅญใจ็›ธๅฏพใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใจใใŸใ‚‰ๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใชๆง˜ๅญใงๅคงใใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๅฐใ•ใช็“ฆ็คซใ‚’ใƒใƒณใƒใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ๅ‘ใซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒ่“„็ฉใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„็™ฝ็…ๅญใซ็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใซใ‚‚ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ่‹›็ซ‹ใกใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅผทใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใชใŸ่‡ช่บซใฏๆˆฆใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใญใ€ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ€ ๅฌๅ–š็ฃใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใใ€ๆœฌไบบใŒๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใฆใใฆๆˆฆใˆใ€‚ๅฌๅ–šๅฃซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅฌๅ–š็ฃใ‚‚่‡ช่บซใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใฎๅ†…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใŠ้–€้•ใ„ใฎๆ–‡ๅฅใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธๆบ€ๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใฎๅฎ‰ใ„ๆŒ‘็™บใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๅซŒๅ‘ณใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงๆ”พใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ไธ€ๅˆ‡ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใšใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็“ฆ็คซใ‚’ๅคงใใๆŒฏใ‚Š่ขซใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€......ใ€Žใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใƒœใƒผใƒซใ€......ใ€ ่ฑช้€Ÿ็ƒใ€ใใฎไธ€่จ€ใซๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใง็“ฆ็คซใฏ็งใฎ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใƒƒใƒƒไธŠไฝใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃ!?ใ€ ็งใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ‰‹่ฟ‘ใช็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใฆใฏ็‹ฌใ‚Š่จ€ใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ็Ÿณใ‚’ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฌกใซใพใŸๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใŒใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ‚Ÿใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ€Žใ‚นใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒปใƒœใƒผใƒซใ€......ใ€ ๆฌกใ“ใใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€ใใ†ๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใ‚“ใงใฟใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไบˆๆƒณใจ้•ใฃใฆใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒๆŠ•ใ’ใŸ็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใฏๅœฐ้ขใซๆฟ€็ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€้‡ใใ€้‹ญใ„ไธ€ๆ’ƒใŒ็งใฎ่…น้ƒจใ‚’ ใใฎๅใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚นใƒผใƒ‘ใƒผใƒœใƒผใƒซใฟใŸใ„ใซๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใ‚ฆใƒณใƒ‰ใ—ใฆใฏ็งใซใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒณใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซใฏ้…ใใ€ใ‚ฏใฎๅญ—ใซๆ›ฒใŒใฃใŸ็งใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏ็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎ็ˆชใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎๆŠ•ๆ“ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎšใ‚ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซไผใ™็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใฏ่‡ณๆฅตๆฎ‹ๅฟตใใ†ใซๅคงใใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ดฐ่บซใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅคงใฎ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็งใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใญใ€‚ ๆœช็Ÿฅใฎๅนป็ฃๅฌๅ–šใซใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚‚ๅ‡บใšใ€ๆ—ข็ŸฅใฎๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏๅฑฑใปใฉใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใฎๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใŒไป–ใฎ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใƒ†ใ‚ขๅ…ญ่ณขๅพ’ใ€‘ใ ใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณ็ ”็ฉถไผšใ€‘ใ‚‚ใ ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚ทใƒณใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใกใพใˆโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใƒƒใƒƒ!?ใ€ ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚ŠใŒๆœ€้ซ˜ๆฝฎใซ้”ใ—ใŸใ‹ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใ€‚ ่†จๅผตใ—ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใจ็†ฑใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†ทใ‚ใใฃใŸใ€ๅ†ท้…ทใช้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ชใ‚ชใ‚ชใ‚ชใ‚ชใ‚ชใƒณ!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็†ฑๆฐ—ใซๆตใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ฆฌ้นฟใฉใ‚‚ใฎๆ„ๆฐ—ใŒๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซ่Žใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ“ใฎๅฃฐใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ !? ใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ !?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆ......็‹ผใ€ใŸใกใฎ......?ใ€ ็‹ผใฎ้ ๅ ใˆใŒใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใธใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ใ•ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ๆญขใพใ‚Šใ€่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ใ™ใใซใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’้›ข่„ฑใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็งใฎ่ƒŒใซใฏ้‡ใ„ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆปใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€็™ฝ็…ๅญใŒใ”ไธปไบบๆง˜ใฎๅ‘ฝไปคใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€็งใŒ่บซๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ˆชใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใšใซๆŠ‘ใˆใคใ‘ใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ขใ‚ชใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ชใ‚ชใ‚ชใƒณ!ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ขใ‚ชใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ชใƒณ!ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฅใ‚ฅใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใƒณใ€ ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ้Ÿฟใ็‹ผใฎ้ ๅ ใˆใฏใ€ใ™ใๅ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใŸใ‚Šใ€้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ…ฅใ‚Š็ต„ใ‚“ใ ่ก—ไธฆใฟใŒใ€ ใใ‚“ใช็Œœ็–‘ๅฟƒใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใซใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’็…ฝใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ ๅ ใˆใฎๆ•ฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใพใงใ‚‚็ถšใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ ๅ ใˆใฏใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใƒ”ใ‚ฟใƒชใจๆญขใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅฃฐใฏใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใๅคช้ƒŽใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใตใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใŒ่พผใฟไธŠใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žไฟบใฎๅง‰ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใใ‚‚......่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏใงใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใพใฃใŸใๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใงๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅคงๅฅฝใใชใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚นใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ฒใƒใ‚ฒใƒณใƒ€ใƒƒใƒ„ใ‚’ๅฅขใฃใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ“ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’็ง้”ใซๅฑŠใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ—ใฉใ‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€‘ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใŸ? ้•ใ†ใ ใ‚? ใŸใ ใ€ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใงๅผฑใ„ๅฅดใ‚‰ใŒ้›†ๅ›ฃใƒชใƒณใƒใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ๅคช้ƒŽใฎ่ฉฐๅ•ๅฃ่ชฟใธๅ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใ ! ไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๆ„ๆ€ไผ้”ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ๅฝผใŒๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅทฎใ›ใฐใ€ไธ€ๅŒใŒๆƒใฃใฆใใกใ‚‰ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚็งใ‚‚ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ•™ไผšใฎๅฐ–ๅก”ใ€ไธ€ๆฎตใจ้ซ˜ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰็ง้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏๅ…จ้ƒจใง7ไบบใฝใฃใกใ€‚ๆ•ฐใ“ใๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใช็•ฐๅฝฉใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏไธ€่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆๅง‰ๅฆนใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹็งใฎๆ„›ใ—ใ„ๅผŸใจๅฆนใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใ€‚ไบŒไบบใฏ้Š€ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใชใณใ‹ใ›ใ€ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’ไธ€ๅฟƒไธไนฑใซ็จใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹็œผๅทฎใ—ใฏใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใซๅฑๅฎณใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹่€…ใซใฏๅฎน่ตฆใ—ใชใ„ใจ็‰ฉ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใใ‚‰่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅง‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใซใฏไบŒไบบใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ็†่งฃใงใโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ใ ? ใชใœๆ„›ใ—ใฎๅฎถๆ—ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ€ๅฑˆๅผทใช็ญ‹่‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆไธŠ่ฃธใฎ็”ทใŒ5ไบบใ‚‚็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ไฝ•ใŒๅ•้กŒใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅค‰ๆ…‹ใŸใกใŒๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ•ใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใ ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅคช้ƒŽใจใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅญใซ่‚ฒใฆใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“! ใ€Œไฟบ้”ใฎ่„ณๅ†…ใซ็›ดๆŽฅใ€ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’้€ไฟกใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹!? ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒ!ใ€ ใ€ŒPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใฃใฆใ€Žๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎ่ก—ใฎๅคฉไฝฟๆง˜ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹......?ใ€ ไปŠใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆ! ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ•้กŒใชใฎใฏใ€็งใฎๅคงไบ‹ใง็„กๅžขใง็ด”็ฒ‹ใชๅผŸใจๅฆนใ‚’็ฉขใ™ใ€็ญ‹่‚‰ใฒใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใƒกใƒณใ‚บใงใ—ใ‚‡! ใ€Œ......ใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใฏ......็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใฆ......็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใถใ‚Šใฎ้ข็™ฝใ„ใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“?ใ€ ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๅคช้ƒŽใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒ็งใฎๅผŸใ€‚ใฃใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆตฎใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ๅฎถๆ—ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซไป˜ใใพใจใ†ๆฑš็‰ฉใ‚’็งใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ้™คๅŽปใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚’ๅฟœๆดใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚„ใถใ•ใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็งใฎๆ‚ถใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๅฟƒๅขƒใชใฉๆง‹ใ‚ใšใซใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใฏๅ–‹ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใจ่ƒŒๅพŒ้œŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใƒกใƒณ้”ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ๆ‹˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš! ใ€Žใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใŒใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใƒชใƒณใƒใ€‚็ตๅฑ€ใฏ่ฟ”ใ‚Š่จŽใกใซ้ญใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‹ใฃใ“ๆ‚ชใ„ใชใใ€ ้ขฏ็ˆฝใจๆ•™ไผšใฎๅฐ–ๅก”ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้™ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸๅคช้ƒŽใŸใกใซใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€่ฝไธ‹ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏ......?ใ€ ็งใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใƒ ใ‚ญใƒ ใ‚ญๅ…ฑใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ›ใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒง้”ใฏๅคช้ƒŽใฎไธ€ๆŒ™ๆ‰‹ไธ€ๆŠ•่ถณใซใ€ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ๅค‰ใช่ถฃๅ‘ณใซ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ‚ใชใŸใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใง็ด”็œŸใชๅฟƒใฎๆŒใกไธปใชใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใช ใ€Œไป–ใซไฝ•ไบบใ€ๆฝœใ‚“ใงใ‚‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅคง่ฆๆจก้€ฃๅˆใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๅ€‹ไบบใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใงๆŒ‘ใ‚€้ฆฌ้นฟใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅคช้ƒŽใŸใกใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ไบบๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็งใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใ‚ใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใŒๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไธ–็•Œใซ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸใฎใ‹็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใพใใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใจใ—ใฆใ€็งใฎๅผŸใŒไฝ•ใฎ็ญ–ใ‚‚ใชใ—ใซ็„ก่ฌ€ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไบ‹ใฏใชใ„ใฏใšใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„ๆ•ฐใงๅŠฃใ‚‹ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ€ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅคช้ƒŽใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใƒ‡ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‹ๅ›ฎใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฃใจๅคงๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ้›†็ตใ•ใ›ใฆใ€็งใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใซๆฅใŸใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ่ƒธใฎๅ†…ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใŒ็พๅฎŸใจใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅฆใ‹ใ€‚ๅผŸใŸใกใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎใพใพ็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฉใฟใ€ใใ—ใฆๅ‹‡ใฟ่ถณใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใคใ„ใซใฏ่ตฐใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ€150ไบบไปฅไธŠใฎ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ„šๅผŸใจๆ„šๅฆนใฏใŸใฃใŸ7ไบบใงๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไปฒ้–“ใฎ5ไบบใฏใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใƒ˜ใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใ‚บใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฆนใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€‚ๅง‰ใ‚‚ๅง‰ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฆนใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚็„ก่ฌ€ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ ใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒๅคฑ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ๅคช้ƒŽใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงๅฅ‡็ญ–ใ‚’็”จใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅทฎใ‚’่ฆ†ใ™ใฎใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใ„ๅฐฝใใ›ใ€ ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใƒกใƒณๅ…ฑใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใฃใ“ใ„ใ„ๅฐ่ฉžใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใฏใŸใ ็—›ใ„ใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฑ่ฒฌใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ•ใใ€ไปŠๅคœใฎ่ก€ๆนงใ่‚‰่ธŠใ‚‹ ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏๆๆ€–ใฎ่‰ฒใซๅก—ใ‚Šๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใซใ‚พใƒฏใƒชใจ้€™ใ„ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ๅ†ทใŸใ„ๆ‚ชๅฏ’ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€็‹ผใฎ้ ๅ ใˆใŒๅ†ใณไฝ•้‡ใซใ‚‚็™บใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฏ่ท้›ขใŒใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฃใŸ็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’็‹™ใ†ใใฎ้ณดใๅฃฐใŒ......ใใ‚Œใ“ใ็ฃใฎๆฏ้ฃใ„ใŒใ™ใๅ‚ใง่žใ“ใˆใใ†ใช็จ‹ใฎ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿฟใ„ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆ! ใ‚ใฎๅญใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใƒƒใ€ ้จ’ไนฑใฎไธญใ€ไธ€ไบบใŒๅคช้ƒŽ้”ใฎๆ–นใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใฃใฆ......ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ไฝ•่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ ใจ? ใ‚ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง......ใ€้ ๅ ใˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใ€‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹......!ใ€ ใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒง้”ใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใฏใ‚ˆใ‚Š่†จๅผตใ—ใ€็ถšใ‘ใฆ็™ฝใไฝ“ๆฏ›ใ‚’ใชใณใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚้ ญ้ƒจใฏ็ฃใฎใใ‚Œใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้‹ญใ„็Šฌๆญฏใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•็งใŒ้ญ้‡ใ—ใŸใฉใฎ ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๆœใŒใ‚„ใถใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ‚‚็„ก็†ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅค‰ๆ…‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใญใ€‚
264 261 Stories Running With Howl "Hyah! It's on our captain, [God of the Hunter (Singh)] is just Zakoh! He's going down from the hunting side to being a prey to be hunted. Aah!? "Sister (ah)! Good luck with that. Yeah! Even if Shelley speaks out of defeat, she is quickly dismissed by an overwhelming majority of words. "Just do the sin! What's the strongest mercenary regiment in PvP! "Look! There's no hand or foot on Mr. Red's subpoena! "Aren't you just running around! Minotaur! "What's wrong -!? "Isn't it a big deal, [Hunter's God (Singh)]? It struck my heart more than the noisy cheer of the outdoors... "Ha... I knew there was nothing more boring than the strongest..." A boring grunt blushes his ears and just a few regrets boil in his chest. The voice lord, of course, is a mercenary (player) named [Red] who is free. While this one is desperately playing with the white lion attack, she was bored to play with the little rubble in her hand. Just look at me repeatedly, throwing lightly up and then catching. The wall that holds my blade is too powerful a summoning beast to stand as an obstacle...... The White Lion summoned by Red is a super powerful offensive integrated beast. I can snort that attacking power is not normal because of the large figure. Besides that, he's also highly agile, and he's unzarred to easily follow my speed. Besides, I can't believe its hair is terribly sturdy and has physical defense as well as high magic defense... Activate the Magic Mid-Range Demon Sword Ability to keep such a giant honest away. Even if you tow at the head of the white lion, especially the eye, it will ramp up as if there is no significant damage. As the big arms of the white lion loom, I quickly roll back to the ground. Remember to take two shots at double swordsmanship with rotation. Continue to slip the opponent's nose, flank, with two, three, four shots and a lot of trouble, but I don't feel like I can handle it. My title, which was also the outline of my request, [Strategies of the Weak (Lancaster)], has nowhere to be found in this summons. You can't let go of a decision like this, Jiri. Once it's assembled, HP should lose everything in an instant. With all that tension I'm relative to the white lion in front of me, but when I'm red, I exhale big sighs in a swallowing way, and I'm still pumping small debris. Along with the White Lion, which never accumulates damage, I also find Red somewhat irritating. "Ha! You don't fight for mercenaries, Red." Not just summoners, but the person comes forward and fights. From the summoner, the summoner will be within his own strength, and even if he knows it's a misguided complaint, he spills a cheap provocation of dissatisfaction. To the words she unleashed with the intention of disgust, she swayed heavily the rubble she had without moving any expression. "Well... 'Monster Ball'..." Fastball, the rubble crashes into my knee (knee) at a speed that runs out of that word. I can't keep up with too much speed and abrupt her behavior and hide my surprise at the phenomenon of splashing debris on my knees if I notice it. I felt quite a shock on my feet and if I checked my HP bar right away, it would have been shredded by about a quarter. "Top Abilities for Throwing Skills!? Without answering my question, she spits on herself when she picks up a nearby stone colo. From the fact that she stares at the stone in her hand, she realizes that the next time she throws it again. "... 'Super Ball'..." Avoid next time, try to be so intent, but unlike expected, the stone colo thrown by Red clashed to the ground. A faster, heavier, sharper blow chooses my abdomen. As the name suggests, bouncing off the ground like a superball hit me clean. Late when I realize that, my body, bent by the letter K, is torn by the white lion's nails. Red, who identified the next throw and looked down at me lying on the ground, took a huge sigh of regret. I'm also surprised at the sight of a skinny girl lifting a metre of rubble with ease, but I'm impressed by the versatility of the ability to turn an object on the spot into a murder weapon. You're a complete loser to me. I had no hands or feet to summon an unknown phantom beast, and I never thought even my known throwing skills would evolve that way. Yes, there are many things you don't know about this game. That's why if [Infected City Sanatorium] 's dominance passes to other mercenaries (players), we've stepped this far because we don't know what [Reality Alteration] will happen, and we've retained the wave of offensive combinations... but it's time to limit ourselves. "If that's the case, we [Tsukinothea Six Wise Men] because! "So is the [Clan Clan Research Association]! "I don't care what it is, just kill Singh - heh!? I thought the exuberance had reached its culmination, then. I tried to cut apart the inflated arrogance and heat, and the chilling, ruthless sound sounded. "Wow, wow, wow, wow, wow!" That rapidly shrinks the minds of the idiots flushed by the ambient heat. "Oh, come on, what's this voice?" "What!? Which one!? "What is this... wolves, of the...? The wolf howl begins to be heard from there. Red's hand stops trying to make a toddle of me, and he slowly looks around. Though I thought this was an opportunity and tried to leave this place immediately, there is something heavy on my back. If I twisted my neck and looked up, the White Lion would wait for your husband's order and keep my fingernails down so that I could not move. "Aohhhhhhhhhhhhh!" "Ao wow on!" "Wow, wow, wow." Creepy wolf howls can be heard right from the side or some from afar. No, this may have been deliberately pronounced so that the intertwined streets echoed the howls of the [werewolves (Lycans)] and, overlapping, did not allow them to locate themselves. To the point where such suspicion arose, it was the number of howls that fuelled anxiety. The howl, as if it would last forever, stopped perfectly at the next moment. This voice definitely belongs to Taro. If I knew that, I'd be laughing all the time. "How dare you take my sister... you're ready" Totally happy to say something. Maybe I'll luxury Taro's favorite ice cream, Hagehagen Daz, later. Nevertheless, where and how is this voice delivered to us? The mercenaries around them are also looking around in the middle of nowhere. Did you hunt down the Mercenaries? You're not, are you? It's just a bunch of cowardly, weak people trying to do mass lynching. ' One mercenary (player) screams as he rebels against Taro's questioning tone. "There! You're using some kind of conveying skill! If he points his finger at you, we'll all be together and face you. I'm no exception. Church spires, all seven of them trying to look down on us from a height. Though few were, they emitted an overwhelming discoloration. That's because of my dear brother and sister, who at first glance looks like sisters. They twitch their silver hair and stare indifferently at the red. You're telling me that that anger-burning eye will not condone anyone who does harm to his family. No matter how far we are from here, I can understand how you two feel being my sister - what is that? Why do you have five naked men standing behind your beloved family trying to show off their tenacious muscles? It's Taro and Michelle who accept that these perverts deserve to be around! I don't remember raising him like that! "Are you sending messages directly into our brains?!? What an ability. Damn it! "I'm not a PT member, but I'm not your friend, and you had the skills to do this! "Hey, isn't that the 'angel of the city of beginnings'...? I don't care about that right now! More problematic than that is my precious, innocent, pure brother and sister, muscle teasing macho men! "... Mmm, is that kid... conspicuous... the funniest, sweetheart you ever knew? I can't believe even Red knows about Taro, that's my brother. Not if it's a little floating. If you're going to get rid of the dirt behind my family, it's not too rash to support Red temporarily. Taro kept talking, regardless of my stuffy mood like that. Despite all the perfect and behind-the-scenes machomens! 'Besides, the lynch you guys tried to do. You end up getting paid back, so it's not cool.' Surrounded by Taro, who descended from the spires of the church. "Give me that height... how, what's the drop damage...? My heart just has to keep rolling. I'm sure Taro can follow Mukimuki. At any rate, it seems like Macho and the others are leaning towards Taro's every step of the way. Yeah, you haven't woken up to any weird hobbies, have you? You are the owner of a beautiful and innocent heart. That's what you do with all those perverts, samurai, and you hit them with a munch, and you order them... Oh? That might surprise you. Taro, who looks great in front of everyone, is submissive in front of me alone... maybe. "How many others are lurking!? "Do you have a fool to challenge a big coalition like us at a private party?" Nobody thinks the Taro's coming in from the front, albeit in small numbers. I hope so, too, but I can't help wondering if Taro woke up to a new world or not. Well, that shouldn't mean my brother would act recklessly without any measures. Not to mention Taro, inferior in number, can't possibly stick it in from the front. I know because I'm my sister. If it's Taro, it must be a demonstration or something. You must have secretly rallied the big forces to help me. The question in your chest becomes a reality, or no. If you observe your younger brothers, you will walk straight from them and into bravery - they will finally run and have stepped into the realm where more than 150 mercenaries (players) can wait... I'd like to think it was a joke, but my stupid brother and my stupid sister seemed to set up a fight with only seven of us. Plus, five of my buddies are Macho Hentaiz. "... Mr. Singh's sister is unusual. If you're a sister and a sister, is your sister reckless?" I don't think Red can help but laugh. No matter how much Taro uses odd tactics in alchemy, it will be difficult to mask this difference in power. "Eat it up." Taro's cool dialogue with both Machomen just hurts. As a sister, it's reprimand. "Come on, it's the start of tonight's bloody meat-dancing dinner party." The moment Taro said that, his frightening emotions changed to the color of fear. Specifically, that's a cold chill crawling over my spine with a zoster. Because the wolf howl was again emitted multiple times. Earlier, there seemed to be no distance, and that squeal aimed at the seemingly possible prey... that's what the beast's breath sounded like from so close a distance I could hear it right beside me. "Hey, look at that! The ones behind those kids. Huh." In the midst of the commotion, one fingers the Taro and the others, prompting them to be vigilant. "I can follow that [Silver Angel]... who the hell are you? "Angel, you say? That's like... [The Devil Who Can Bring A Howl] isn't it...! The muscles of the machos swell more and continue to twitch the white body hair. The head turned to that of the beast, peeking sharp canine teeth out of his mouth - becoming more of a tenacious werewolf (Lycan) than any other werewolf I've encountered. I can't even get my clothes smashed. So they weren't perverts, were they?
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150่ฉฑ ใ„ใ„ใˆใ€ๅˆ€ใงใ™ ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใจใ‚‚็ฐกๅ˜ใซๅœฐ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ใŸใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใŒ็ฒพ้œŠใงใ‚ใฃใŸ......่–ๅ‰ฃใชใ‚‰ใฌ็ฒพ้œŠๅ‰ฃใ€็ฒพๅ‰ฃใฎ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅ‰ฃใ ......ใ†ใ‚ใฃ!?ใ€ ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž็Ÿฅๆตใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฃฎใฎ็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใŒ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ„ๅ‹ขใ„ใงไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ !?ใ€ ็Ÿขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ๅ‹•ใใง็ฉบไธญใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅ่ปขใ—ใฆใใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟบใธใจๅฎšใ‚ใ€็Œ›้€ฒใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใฏใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใจ ใ“ใฎใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใใ—ใฆไธๆ„ใ‚’็ชใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎŒ็’งใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ€‚ ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใจ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๆ‚Ÿใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐโ€•โ€• ๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใช้…ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅทปใ่ฟ”ใ™ในใใ€ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใพใง้ฃ›ๆฅใ—ใฆๆฅใŸใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใ‚’ไธ€็จใฟใ—ใฆๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆˆฆ้—˜ใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้Š€็‹ใฎๅฐพใ€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž ็žฌ้–“ใ€็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใฏๅคง้‡ใซ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸ้Š€่‰ฒใฎๆฏ›ใจ่ก็ชใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฑใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏใ€ๅฐปๅฐพใŒ่ฟซใ‚Šใใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจๅŒ็ญ‰ใฎๅคงใใ•ใซ่‚ฅๅคงๅŒ–ใ—ใ€็‰ฉ็†ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ600ไปฅไธ‹ใฎใฟ้˜ฒใใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้‡‘็‹ใฎๅฐปๅฐพใ€ใฎๆ–นใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ600ไปฅไธ‹ใ‚’็„กๅŠนใ ใ€‚ ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชใƒใƒผใƒˆใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸๅŠ้ขใ€ใƒชใ‚ญใƒฃใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ€ๅ†ๅบฆใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใพใง20ๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅผฑใฟใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€‚ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅผ“็Ÿขใ‚’ใ“ใจใ”ใจใ้˜ฒใ„ใงใ„ใŸ้Š€็‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้€ฃ็™บใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅฆ–็‹ๆ—ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฐปๅฐพใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ? ใ‚‚ใพใ ใพใ ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ไปŠๅพŒใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใชใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใชใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใฎไธ€็ชใใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ˜ใฆ้˜ฒใ„ใ ใ€‚้‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็กฌ่ณชๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใจ่ฆ‹้–“้•ใ†ใปใฉใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ใƒใ‚ตใƒƒใจๅฐปๅฐพใฎๆฏ›ใŒไผธใณใ€ๅ‰ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅผพใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใฎๆฌกใชใ‚‹ไธ€ๆ’ƒใฏ่ฟ…้€Ÿใ ใ€‚ ้–“้ซชใ„ใ‚Œใšใซ้€ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‰€ใงใ€่บซใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ่ปขใŒใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ•ใฃใใพใงไฟบใŒใ„ใŸๅœฐ้ขใฏ้™ฅๆฒกใ—ใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅœŸๅกŠใŒๅฎ™ใ‚’่ˆžใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ ดๅฃŠๅŠ›ใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚‚ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใƒคใƒใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€Ž็Ÿฅๆตใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฃฎใฎ็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใซไฟบใฏ้˜ฒๆˆฆไธ€ๆ–นใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€้€ƒใ’ๆƒ‘ใ†ใ“ใจใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซๅผทๆ•ตใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ”ป้˜ฒใŒ5ๅˆ†ไปฅไธŠ็ถšใ„ใŸ้ ƒใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ไฟบใฎ้›†ไธญๅŠ›ใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ใ€…ใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚ฏใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้ฟใ‘็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚็„ก็†ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใคใ„ใซใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใŒไฟบใ‚’ ้‡‘ๅฑžใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒชใƒƒใฃใจๅซŒใช้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆ•ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใฏๆฎบใ›ใšใ€็„กๆง˜ใซๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ปขใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ HPใฏ90ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ5ใธใจๆฟ€ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ ใ‘ใงใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใจใฎ่ท้›ขใŒ้–‹ใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚ณใƒใƒฉใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใŒ็”Ÿใ˜ใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใซ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎใ€Ž ใ€Œใคใ€ๅผทใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ็ด ๆๆŽกๅ–ใฏใ“ใฎ่พบใงใใ‚Šใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅบ—ใง่‰ฒใฎๆŠฝๅ‡บใŒใฆใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž ็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใธๅธฐใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใซใ€็„กๆƒ…ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€‘ใฎ่€ไน…ๅ€คใŒ0ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€Œใ‚“? ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆ......ใ€ ๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€‘ใฏๆญฆๅ™จ็ ดๅฃŠใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆถˆๆป…ใ—ใพใ™: ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒๅŠ›1ใฎๅ‰ฒใซใ€ใใ“ใใ“ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใฎใ‚ใฃใŸไฟบใฎ็›ธๆฃ’ใฏใ€ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒ’ๅญใจใชใ‚Šๆถˆใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใ‹......ใ€ ๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฒใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใŸๅˆๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใฃใจไฝฟใ„็ถšใ‘ใŸไฟบใฎๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ่ฟ‘ๆŽฅๆญฆๅ™จใŒใ€ๅดฉๅฃŠใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใฃใฆ? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซๆญฆๅ™จใฎ่€ไน…ๅ€คใŒใ‚ผใƒญใซใชใ‚‹ใจๆถˆๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ“ใพใง่€ไน…ๅ€คใฏไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ—ใ€ใ€Ž็Ÿณๅ‰ฃใ€ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ‚ณใƒฌใฏใ‚ทใƒ“ใ‚ขใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅˆคๅฎšใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใจใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆ€่€ƒใ—ใฆๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใซ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่€ไน…ๅ€คใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใพใพใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใซๆฅใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ :ไฝฟ็”จ่€…ใฎ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒ300ไปฅไธŠใจใ„ใ†ๆกไปถใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™: ๅŒ–ใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅˆ่€ณใ ใ€‚ ๆ„›็”จๅบฆ......? ใใ‚“ใชๆ•ฐๅ€คใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใฎใฉใ“ใซใ‚‚่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€้š ใ—่ฆ็ด ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‹? ใ“ใฎๆ•ฐๅ€คๅใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ไธ€ๅฎšๆœŸ้–“ไฝฟใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใจไธŠๆ˜‡ใ™ใ‚‹้ …็›ฎใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆตใ‚ŒใŸใƒญใ‚ฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใซ ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๅใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Žๅˆ€่ก“ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
152 150 Stories. No, It'S A Sword. 'Stone Sword' that fell off the ground more easily than I thought. Originally the Spirit... the Spirit Sword, which is not the Holy Sword, and the Sole, which is the Kind (Tagu) of the Fine Sword, are raised to heaven to behold the brave. "Hmm, it's a normal sword...... whoops!? Suddenly, The Wise Forest Stone Sword moved away from my hand with tremendous momentum. "Hey, what!? He flew into the air in a quick motion like an arrow, flipped over and fixed his cutting-edge on me, and rushed forward. This is bad. Though I had hoped it would be a battle, I was proud (oh) that I was okay because I was intelligent and came out here. This speed, and perfect timing for being stuck by surprise. I instantly realize it's impossible to avoid it. Well, then... Switch consciousness to combat mode with a glance at the 'Stone Sword' that flew right in front of you in order to roll back the decisive lag. Activate the unique abilities "Tail (Tail) Prank (Prank)" by the gear, "Silver Fox Tail". Moments later, the stone sword collides with the silver hairs that occurred in large quantities. "It was dangerous..." The ability to "Tail Prank" is enlarged to the same magnitude as an impending tail attack, preventing only physical attack damage of 600 or less. If Mina has a Golden Fox Tail, this toon has 600 Magic Attack Damage or less. I felt it was such a cheat ability. Half-sided, recast time, have a weakness that lasts 20 minutes until I can use this ability again. Like a silver fox who was preventing all Mr. Lily's bows and arrows, I can't do a series of rounds. If you're not just a demon fox, the level of your tail? It won't be yet, and while I was hoping to be like that in the future, I barely prevented a poke of "Stone Sword". With so much momentum that I could see it hardened like a needle, my tail hairs grew and he played a sword attack on me. But the next blow of The Stone Sword is fast. He knocks in a series of strikes without getting a haircut. Roll yourself to the ground at Ayama. At that moment, the ground on which I was until just now falls, and a number of earth masses dance through the universe. I see such a destructive force and decide that if I take even one blow, it sucks. While summoning the Fu of the Wind Maiden (Sylph), I can only escape while defending against the "Wise Forest Stone Sword", which carries out one attack after another. Stronger than expected. When such an offense lasted more than 5 minutes. It was time for my concentration to run out. It was also impossible to keep avoiding the attacks of the 'Stone Sword', which rocked the tip of the sword and sometimes planted faux. Finally, "Stone Sword" captures me, and that long sword body is slammed into my torso. The metal hits each other galley. A nasty noise sounds, and still doesn't kill the momentum of the enemy's attack, and it is blown away as it rolls unnecessarily down the ground. HP has dropped dramatically from 90 to 5 at once. But we can't just end up with a free attack. The distance between the Stone Sword and the Stone Sword means that this is the only chance the cochlea has had to overlap the attack. Before the Stone Sword is packed with distance, I will spare no effort to use my hand "Melting Water (Wotalard)". Then "Stone Sword" finally lost to acid, raising the white smoke and stopping its movement, piercing Ston and the ground. "I was strong." Materials are picked around here, and it's time for George's shop to extract colors and try the abilities "dusting"? Mentally drained, I'm going back to Michelangelo. That gave me a ruthless log. : The endurance value of Kotai [Mizuki Night] is now 0: "Hmm? Wait a minute..." I have a bad feeling. : The knife [Xiaomei Xiao] is destroyed by weapon destruction and will disappear: My partner, who had the required stats for power 1, was about to disappear as a particle of light. "Seriously......" My only melee weapon that I've been using since the first day I started the game will collapse? No, I did hear that the endurance value of the weapon disappears when it reaches zero, but the endurance value shouldn't have dropped that far, and I'm too cynical in my judgment about taking the blow of the 'Stone Sword'... and I think about it that much and realize it. I forgot to activate "dusting" on the knife to try it. He came to collect it while lowering his endurance value. : It also meets the condition that the user's intelligence is more than 300: It's the first time I've ever heard of being able to use a weapon as a shining sword. Loved it...? It doesn't show up anywhere in the weapon, but you're saying it's a hidden element? From this numerical name, it may be an item that rises if you continue to use it for a certain period of time. And judging from the flowing logs, when the weapon breaks, it becomes possible to shine sword (arts). However, I guess 100 or more is a condition of loyalty. And the skill name of that Shining Sword (Arts) is - It was "Knife Technique".
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343่ฉฑ ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใฎ่ช“ใ„ ็ตๅฑ€ใฏ่ณญใ‘ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆ1000ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฎๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใŒ้‡ใใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆ—ฉใพใฃใŸ้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใจๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ตŒๆธˆ็š„ใชๅ›ฐ็ชฎใŒ็พๅฎŸๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅง‰ใ‚„ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚‚ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใจไปŠๆ›ดใซใชใฃใฆๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใŒ็พๅฎŸใซๅๆ˜ ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ไปฎใซ้ ˜ไธปๆจฉใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“......ใ™ใ“ใ—ใ€ใ™ใ“ใ—ใ ใ‘ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€ใ‹ใช......?ใ€ ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใŒ็ตŒๅ–ถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚ธใƒŽใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใผใ†ใฃใจใ™ใ‚‹้ ญใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ3ไบบใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„......ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ“ใ—่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใฆใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใŽใ“ใกใชใ„3ไบบใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ปใƒผใƒ•ใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎใŠๅบ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ ญใŒ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๆๆ€–ใŒใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใธใจใ™ใใซ้›ป่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใจใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใพใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใŠใƒผ! ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใช็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่žใใ€ใฒใจใพใšใฏๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็พๅฎŸๅŒ–ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ตทใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใฐไธๅฎ‰ใฏใฌใใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใฎใ€ไบ‹ๆฅญใจใ‹ใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใฎๆ–นใฏๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฉใ†?ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใ ใชใ‚“ใ ! ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚‚็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ไป•ไบ‹ใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใๅนด้ ƒใ‹~!ใ€ ใ€Žใˆใ€ใˆใฃใจ......ใ†ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใ ใช~! ็‰นใซๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ—ใ„ใฆใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆฅๅนด้–‹ๅ‚ฌไบˆๅฎšใฎใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎไป•ไบ‹ใŒ็ซ‹ใฆ่พผใ‚“ใงใฆใชใ‚! ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใžใ€ ใ€Ž......ใˆใ€ใฃใจใ€ใใ‚ŒใฃใฆๆŠ•่ณ‡ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Ž่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎๅค–ไบค้ขใงๆˆ‘ใŒๅฎถใ‚’ๅ‡Œ้ง•ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใชใฉ็š†็„กใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใŒๅคงๆดป่บใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ‹ใ›ๅ ดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Ž......ใˆใฃใจใ€ๆŠ•่ณ‡ใจใ‹ใฏใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ไบ‹ๆฅญ่€…ใจใ—ใฆไธ€ๆžšใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹็™พๆžšใใ‚‰ใ„ๅ™›ใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ใƒใƒใƒใƒƒ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใใฎไปŠใซใ‚‚ๆณฃใใใ†ใชๅฃฐใฏ! ๅญไพ›ใŒๅฟƒ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎไบ‹ใฏไปปใ›ใชใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ๆ‰€ใ ใŒใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซใ‚‚้ก”ใ‚’ใ ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใฎไธ€ๅ“กใจใ—ใฆ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Žใ‚......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจ้‡ใชใ‚‹็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใฃใฆไธๅฎ‰ใฏใฌใใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒใ€่ƒธไธญใงๆš—้›ฒใฎใ”ใจใ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ......ใฏใ‚„ใใ€ใฏใ‚„ใใ€ไฟบใŒใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅๅฏพๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใพใงใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’้ธใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏไฟบใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“! ใ•ใฃใใฎๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใ“ใใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚ใใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ไปฐใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆ—งๅ‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸ่‚ฉๆ›ธใฏไผŠ้”ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญ?ใ€ ๅฏ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅบ—ๅ†…ใงใ€2ไบบใฎ้‡‘้ซชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใŒไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰้™บๆ‚ชใชใƒ ใƒผใƒ‰ใง่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 1ไบบใฏๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็ฅžๅฎ˜ๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€ใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใงใ‚ใ‚ŒใฐใŠๆท‘ใ‚„ใ‹ใชใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏๅฃ่ชฟใŒใใคใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ‚„ใ‘ใซๅˆบใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ 1ไบบใฏไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใชใ‹ใปใฉใฎๅนด้ฝขใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰้œฒๅ‡บๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๆœ่ฃ…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใชใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅฅๅบท็พŽใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใถใ‚‰ใšใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๅœจใ‚Šๆ–นใŒใ€ๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…ใจใฏๅฏพๆฅตใ‚’ๆˆใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ่ŠฑใŒใƒใƒชใƒใƒชใจ็žฌใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ2ไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ„ใŒใฟๅˆใ‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚......ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅนผใ„2ไบบใ‚’ไปฒ่ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”Ÿใ‚‰ใ—ใ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงๅ’Œใชใงใ—ใ“ใ€ใจใพใงใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆฉ็™บ็š„ใงๅ„ชใ—ใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ใพใจใ†ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆ2ไบบใ‚’ใชใ ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚‚ใฃใจใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒช่จ€ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™! ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒใ‚ใ‚“ใชใตใ†ใซ่‹ฆใ—ใ‚€ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ€็Œซใƒใ‚นใƒ€ใ‚คใƒคใ€‘ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š้‹่กŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐ......!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€2ไบบใจใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใญ?ใ€ ๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”ŸใŒๅนดไธ‹ใฎๅฅณๅญใŸใกใฎ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใชใงใ‚Œใฐใ€็จใฟๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸ2ไบบใฏ็Œซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒ•ใƒผใƒ•ใƒผใƒƒใจๅ”ธใฃใŸๅพŒใงๆทฑใๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใฒใฉใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใจใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆ„šใ‹ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๆฌกใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใ ใ—ใŸ2ไบบใซใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”Ÿใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏๆžๆ†‚ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพไปฅไธŠใซโ€•โ€•!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€็งใŸใกใฏๆ„šใ‹ใงใ™ใ‚......ใ€ ๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…ใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ๅ…ซใฎๅญ—ใซๆญชใ‚ใ€ๅฅณๅญไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใฏๆ‚”ใ—ใใ†ใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎๅ ดใฎ2ไบบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”ŸใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใฏ......ใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎไปฃๆกˆใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ ดใงๆ็คบใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใŠไธ€ไบบใงใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ—ใพใŠใ†ใจใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏๅผ•ใฃๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€็ตๅฑ€ใฏๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใŠๅŠ›ใง่งฃๆฑบใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใพใ™......!ใ€ ใฎใ”ๅ‹ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ๅฎŒ็’งใซใ“ใชใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฝ“็„ถใงใ‚ใ‚Šๆ™ฎ้€šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไฟกใ˜ใฆใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไปŠๆ›ดใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŒ็’งใงใ‚ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅŠชๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฎŒ็’งใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใฏๅฎŒ็’งใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ ใฃใฆ่‹ฆๆ‚ฉใ—ใฆใ€ๅˆคๆ–ญใซๆบใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ใ€ๅฏพ็ญ‰ใชๅ‹ไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ใใฎๆ•‘ใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ›ใชใ„่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅผฑใ•ใซใ€ๅŠ›ใฎใชใ•ใซใ€ ่€ƒใˆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ–ใฃใŸ้ธๆŠžใฎๆ–นใŒๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ......ใจใ€ ใ€Œ่‚ๅฟƒใชๆ™‚ใซใ€ใพใ ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใซใจใ‚„ใ‹ใ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹็ตๆžœใ‚’ๅ‡บใ›ใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆ......! ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ€‚ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ‚’ๅผทใๅพกๅผ•ๆญขใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…ใฏ็žณใ‚’ใ†ใ‚‹ใพใ›ใฆใฏๆ‚”ใ—ใใ†ใซ2ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ็žณใซๆ˜ ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใชใฎใ ใจๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใซๅผ•ใ‘็›ฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ......! ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฉบใ‘ใฆใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ•ใซๆ†คๆ…จใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”Ÿใฏๅนผใ„2ไบบใ‚’ๅŒ…ใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆŠฑใ็•™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 3ไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใฏ้™ใ‹ใซๆ‚”ใ—ๆถ™ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸๅพŒใ€ๆธฆไธญใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆƒณใ„ใ€ไบ’ใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใฒใจใพใšใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใ€ไผ‘ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ในใใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰? ็งใŸใกใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฏพ็ญ‰ใช็ซ‹ๅ ดใฎ่€…ๅŒๅฃซใงใ—ใ‹ใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใจๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎไปฒใฎๆทฑใ•ใ€ไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใฎๅคใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏใพใฃใŸใใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใ‚‚ๅŠใณใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใซใ‚‚ใชใฃใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€‚ใงใ‚‚2ไบบใฏใ‚ฟใƒญๅ›ใฎใ“ใจใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€่ชฐใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™(ใ‚)!ใ€ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…ใฏๅฟŒใ€…ใ—ใใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใŠใ˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚€ใ‹ใคใใพใ™ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฒถใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ตถๅฏพใซ่จฑใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ”ๅŠ›ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็งใŸใกใ‚‚่จฑใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฟ…ใšใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใจไธ€็ท’ใซไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใŠใ˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๆŠœใใฎใฃใฆใ™ใ”ใ้›ฃใ—ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ‘ฝไปคใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใจใฆใ‚‚ไธ้œใงใ€ๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใงใ€ๅผทใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€ ๅผทๅคงใชๆ•ตใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ—ใฆๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ธฎใ“ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚ŒใฉๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใŒๆƒณใ†ไบบใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทๅคงใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆ•ตใซ็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใฏใคใ‚‰ใคใจใ—ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใŠใ˜ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฝœใ‚‹้‹ๅ‘ฝใชใ‚“ใฆๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใงใใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่ชฐใ‹ใฎใ›ใ„ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใพใ™ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใฎ้šฃใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจ้ก˜ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅ‹้”ใชใ‚“ใฆใพใฃใดใ‚‰ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ๅฅณๅญ้ซ˜็”Ÿใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใฏๅŠ›ๅผทใ้ ทใใฎใงใ—ใŸใ€‚
347 Episode 343 Girls' Oaths After all, he lost his bet and borrowed 10 million eso. The fact is so heavy that I regret that I made an early choice.I realized now that economic hardship had become a reality and my father, mother, sister and Michelle had been involved. But I still don't know if this debt will be reflected in reality, and even if I was robbed of my sovereign rights.... "I'm sorry... can I just log out a little bit...?" From a casino run by Lucky Luciano, I shook my head and shouted to the three. "Yes... Master Tian Shi" "Please calm down a little, Mr. Taro." After listening to the three responses, I enter the shop in the safety area and log out. I was afraid that my head would turn pure white, so I immediately called my father. Dad, are you okay now? Ooh! What's wrong, Jintaro! Hearing the sound of my energetic father, I feel relieved for a moment. However, the anxiety cannot be dissipated if you think that realization may happen from now on. How have things been lately? What the hell! Xintaro is also interested in his father's work ~ " Um... um... yeah... That's right ~! There's no particular problem, but in other words, my father is working on the Olympic Games scheduled for next year!That's what I'm looking forward to, but I'm going to make something amazing for you. " "... eh, well, that's not an investment, right?" Messenger Taro, no one can beat us in Japanese diplomacy.Isn't that a great place for the Buddhist Jingu family? " "... uh, did you invest or something?" Well, as a business operator, I chew about 100 pieces instead of one.Ha ha ha! What a crying voice!You don't have to worry about the kids, so leave this to me.I just wanted to say that there are a lot of parties where Xintaro can show his face, so I asked him to be a member of the Buddhist Jingu family at that time. " Ah...... yeah There is a subtle overlap with the game, and the anxiety cannot be cut off. Your heart is in a hurry, standing like a dark cloud. ... hurry, hurry, I have to do something. I chose this method until everyone's disagreement was overcome... "Hey, Lily! I don't think that's a lot to say to the Heavenly Master!" "Minazuki-san, you're not a date, are you, an old friend?" In a lonely shop, two blonde girls are arguing in a harsh mood. One is an elementary school girl, dressed in a priest's clothes. Normally, I remember a gentle image, but now the tone is tight, so it is irritating. One is about the age of a junior high school student, but he is still dressed with a high degree of exposure. The way to show off the supple, healthy beauty without waste is the opposite of elementary school girls, and sparks are sparkling from both sides. "Ah, those two don't have to fight each other like that...." It is a beautiful girl who looks like a high school girl who arbitrates between two such young people. Not to mention Daiwa, she seems desperate to calm the two of them down by putting on a spiritual and gentle atmosphere. "If Lily had told me more clearly in the first place, it wouldn't have happened!I can't believe Heavenly Master suffered so much.... " If you say so, it's because Minazuki can't handle [Nekori's eye] well. If only we could use it to gather information about this city, we might have come up with another solution. " "In that case, if Lily is able to run the [cat bus diamond] properly...!" "Um, I don't think they're either bad. That's why, right?" When a high school girl holds the back of the younger girls, the two staring at each other exhale deeply after roaring like cats. "... Heavenly Master is terrible." "That's right. It's stupid of me to come here with Mr. Talo." Next is a girl high school student who is worried about what to do to two people who have had a conversation that blames someone who is not here. But her worries end in frustration. "And more than Heavenly Master...!" "Yeah, we're stupid...." Elementary school girls twisted their eyebrows into eight characters, and girls in middle school were frustrated with regret. Then the high school girl opens her mouth so that she can take over the two hearts on the spot. "We... couldn't offer you an alternative that would reassure Taro." "Always the Heavenly Master is alone, trying to do anything.And we always get pulled, and eventually, with the help of the Heavenly Master...! " "At all times, this friend of mine, Taro, will try to do it perfectly.I believed it was natural and normal.But now I realize it. " "It's perfect because I'm trying to be perfect, and Taro's not perfect, right?" "Even the Heavenly Master suffers, shakes his judgment, and sometimes fails!" "In that case, if you are an equal friend, we will help each other.We were disappointed in our weakness, our lack of power, that we couldn't reach out for salvation.... " "Yes, the choice that Taro made was more successful than any of our thoughts..." "Because I haven't been able to give Heavenly Master a quick result at the time of my crux....!That's what I thought then.I couldn't stop Heavenly Master. " The elementary school girl then stared at the two with her eyes full of regret. Oh, she thinks she's the one in my eyes. "Even though I want to be with you, I feel a tear in my heart...!I realized that I was a long way from myself, and I was outraged at my impudence. " "I'm sorry, guys." In this way, the high school girl holds two young girls in her arms. After the three girls wailed quietly, they thought of the girls in the vortex and stared at each other. "Lily, we should have a truce for now." "Oh? How long have we been fighting?Look, Minazuki-san, you can only fight between equals. " "Ah, that's right. Because of the depth of my relationship with the Heavenly Master and the ancient nature of my relationship, Lily is not at all at my feet.I set you up a little bit, but it wasn't even a fight! " "Fufufu, but if they're talking about Taro, who's going to fight them?" "Of course!" Then elementary school girls talk abominably. "That grandfather is upset." "Yes, I will never allow you to despise Taro." "At that time, we couldn't forgive Taro for not helping us.I'll definitely get over it with Taro. " "But it's going to be really hard to get out of that old man." "You ordered my destiny." "You look so naughty, arrogant, and strong...." Assuming powerful enemies, the girls shrink for a moment. But the people they think about have always stood up to enemies who look stronger than themselves and taken their hands with a grin. "Let's break the fate that grandfather made.I'm done blaming someone for what I can't do! " "Talo always moves to do something about himself.How can I say that I am a friend of Taro's without us moving around? " "If you want to be next to Taro, why don't you just leave a friend who can help you?" Girls nodded forcefully when asked by high school girls.
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ใ‚’ๅ‚ทใคใ‘ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅจๅŽณใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใซ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใ‚’่ซŒใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไธ€ใค่‚ๅฟƒใชๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒƒใจใ‚ตใ‚ฏใƒƒใจใใ“ใ ใ‘ใฏๅฆๅฎšใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่จชใ‚Œใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅœงๅทปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅ ดใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใ€ๆ€ฅใซ็ทฉใใชใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฃใ‚’ใฝใƒผใ‚“ใจ้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€็™ฝๅˆถๆœใซ่‡ณใฃใฆใฏใ€Žใ“ใ„ใคไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ›ใ‚ˆ......ไธ€้€ฃใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏใ“ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€่ช ใซ็”ณใ—่จณใชใๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒไฟบใฎๅ‚ใพใงๆฅใฆ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ๅ‘จใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ถใƒฏใƒชใจๅ›ใๅˆใ†ใ€‚็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใซ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹! ใŠใ‚„ใ‚ใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใช ใ“ใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ‚ญใƒƒใจ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฃใ‚’ๆ…Žใ‚! ไปŠใ€ไธ‹่ณคใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‹? ็‚Ž็š‡ๅฎถใฎ ใ•ใ‚“ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ไบ‹ใŒ่ค‡้›‘ใชใ ใ‘ใซไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ้–ขไธŽใฏ่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ€ ้›ฒ่กŒใใŒๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใงใ€ใ“ใฎ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใฏๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸ? ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒ......ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆ‹›ใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‹ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็›ฃ็ฃไธ่กŒใใŒๆˆใ™ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚Š......ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใฎ็™บ็ซฏใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ช ๅฟƒ่ช ๆ„ใ€ไฟบใซ่ฌใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฌใ‚‹ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒ้•ใ†ใฎใงใฏ......ใ€‚ ใใ†ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใ‚ตใƒƒใจๅ‹•ใๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใซใ‚‚้ ญใ‚’ๆทฑใ€…ใจไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅบฆใฏใ€่ฒดๆฎฟใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ๅคšๅคงใช่ฟทๆƒ‘ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใพใ—ใŸ......ใใ“ใฎๅญๅฅณใซใ‚‚......ใ€ ็ด€ไผŠๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใšใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใใฎ่ตค้ซชใ‚’ไฝŽใใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใซใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใง......ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใฏใ—ใฉใ‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ‚ใซ็ญ”ใˆใคใคใ€็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใฎๆ–นใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใซๅฎšใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่™น่‰ฒใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ•ใพใฎใ”ๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ็ฝชใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็ด€ไผŠๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅ›ใŒไป•ใˆใ‚‹็ฅžใฎ่จฑใ—ใชใฉไธ่ฆใ ใ€‚ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ไบ‹ใ‚’ไบŒๅบฆใฏ่จฑใ•ใฌใ€ ่กจๆƒ…ใจๅฐ่ฉžใŒไธ€่‡ดใ—ใชใ„็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซใ€็ด€ไผŠๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒชใจไธ€ๆญฉๅพŒใšใ•ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใซใฏๆ„ใ‚‚ไป‹ใ•ใšใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎไธ€้€ฃใฎ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใฏๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็™ฝๅˆถๆœใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ไธ€้š›ใ€่‚ฒใกใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใช็ดฐ่บซใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎ่ซใ„ใงๅ‹•ใใŒใšใฐๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใ„ๅฅดใงใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ„ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅนด้ ƒใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใจๅŒใ˜ใไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใชใฎใซใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใงใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅฎŸ็พใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฐ‹ๅธธใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ€ๆกˆ้ก”ใซใชใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใ€ไธ‰ๆกใจใ„ใ†ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏ็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉ็š‡้™›ไธ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใซใฏ่ณ›ๅŒใฎๆ„ใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒŠใƒซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใŠใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”ๅฏ›ๅคงใชๅ‡ฆ็ฝฎใ‚’......ๆ„šๅŠฃใฎ่บซใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใŒ่ซ‹ใ„้ก˜ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใซใ—ใŸ้ฆ–่ฌ€่€…ใฏใ€ไป–ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ„ใ‚‹็™ฝๅˆถๆœ้”ใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่€…ใŸใกใซใฏ้žใŒใชใ„ไบ‹ใฏ่กๆ˜Žใงใ‚ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ......้žใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใไปฅๅค–ใซๅฃฐใ‚’็™บใ—ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ ดใ‚’ๅธญๅทปใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚„่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ€ใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎไบบใ€…ใ‚‚ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’็ ดใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใใ‚“ใช้‡่‹ฆใ—ใ•ใ‚’่‚Œใงๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‘ใซ้•ทใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸๅพŒใ€็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏ่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ๆฝฐใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่‹ฆใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใงๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™›ไธ‹ใฎใ”ๆ„ๆ€ใฎไธ‹ใ€ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„! ๆฎฟไธ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œไธ‰ๆกๅฎถใฎ็›ด็ณป็”ทๅ…ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ‰ๆกๅฎถใฎ็›ด็ณป่ก€็ญ‹ใ‚’ไธ€ไบบๅคฑใ†ใจใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ไฝŽไธ‹ใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ๆใ‚ŒใŒใ”ใ•ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅพก่€ƒใˆใชใŠใ—ใ‚’!ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ๆฅตๅˆ‘ใ ใ‘ใฏใŠ่จฑใ—ใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ๆ…ŒใŸใ ใ—ใๅ˜†้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹็™ฝๅˆถๆœใŸใกใซใ€ไฟบใฏโ€•โ€• ไฟบ้”ใฏใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ—ฅๆœฌใง่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็พๅฎŸใชใฎใ‹ใจ็–‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ็š‡ๆ—ใฎๆ„ใซๅใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใจใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใไบบๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ใงใใ‚‹......ใใ‚“ใชใฎใŒ็พๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ไฟกใ˜ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅฟ…ๆญปใ•ใฏใใ‚ŒใŒไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ็ชใไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฒ›ใ€…ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฒ™ๆฑฐใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ‰ๆกใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€็‰‡่†ใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰€ไฝœใฎไธ€ใคไธ€ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผใŒๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๅฏพใ—ๆทฑใ„ๅฟ ็ฏ€ใ‚’่ช“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ชบใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใพใงใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ็Ÿญใ„ๆŒจๆ‹ถใฎไธญใงใ€ๅŒๆ–นใซใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซๆบใ‚‰ใŒใฌไฟก้ ผใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ้™ใ‹ใซใใ†่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฆใฐใ€ๆš—ใ„็‚ŽใŒ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ††ๅฝขใ‚’ไปฅใฃใฆไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใธใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€่’ผใ„็‚Žใธใจ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€ใ€‚้ป’ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„่’ผใฎ็‚Žใฏใ€ๅฝผใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซๆ–‡ๆง˜ใ‚’ๆใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใใฎ่‚‰ใ‚’็„ผใๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏใ€่‡ช่บซใฎ้ก”ใŒ่‹ฆ็—›ใซๆญชใพใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๅ ชใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ€ใฏใใƒƒ......ใƒƒๅ‰ๅคงใชใ‚‹็ซใฎไธธใ‚’่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ†็š‡ๅฎถใฎใƒƒใ€ใ”ๆ„ๆ€ใซๆฒฟใ†ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆœฌๆœ›......ๆˆ‘ใŒ็ฝชใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๆธ…ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€็ฝชไบบใซใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ่ช‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ใŸใ ใŸใ ใ€่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ€ๆšดๅŠ›่กŒ็‚บใซๅŠใ‚“ใ ไบ‹ใฏ่จฑใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ใŸใ„็จ‹ใ€ๆ†Žใ„ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ๅ‘†ๆฐ—ใซๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใงใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่Œซ็„ถ่‡ชๅคฑใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้…ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใซ็›ฎ้…ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎๅ‚ทใŒ็™’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณไฝœใ‚Šใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๅ…จๅ“กใ€ๅ‹•ใใฎใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ่‰ฏใ้Ÿฟใใƒ†ใƒŽใƒผใƒซ่ชฟใฎๅฃฐใŒใ—ใฃใจใ‚Šใจๆตใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ใงใ€ๅˆถๆญขใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚่ตฐใ‚Šใ ใ—ใŸไฟบใฏไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆŽดใพใ‚Œใ€้˜ปๅฎณใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใชใ‚‹ๆ„่ญ˜ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆ็พใ‚Œใ€็พฝไบคใ„็ตžใ‚ใซใ—ใฆ่บซไฝ“ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใŸใฎใฏ......้ป„ใจ้ป’ใ‚’ๅŸบ่ชฟใจใ—ใŸ่ปๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€้’ๅนดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Šถๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ›ใฐใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ๅฝผใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ปๆœใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใ ไบบใŒๅๆ•ฐไบบใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅ›ฒใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้ฉšใในใไบ‹ใซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅœฐใซ่†ใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‚ใซใฏไบŒไบบใฎ่ปๆœใŒใ„ใฆใ€็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๆชปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ—ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ‘Ÿใใงไฟบใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใŸใฎใŒ่ชฐใชใฎใ‹ใฏๆŠŠๆกใงใใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็‚Ž็š‡ๅฎถใ‚’ๅฎˆ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹็ซ‹ๅ ดใซใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใช่ญฆๅฏŸ? ใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใงๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใŒใ€ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ™ใใซใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€็š‡ๅฎถใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆ้ฆณใ›ๅ‚ใ˜ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐ......่ญทๅ›ฝใฎๅฃซใ‚’็ฝฐใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ ็š‡ๅฎฎ่ญฆๅฏŸใ€ใใฎไธญใงใ‚‚็พŽ้บ—ใช่ฃ…้ฃพใฎใคใ„ใŸใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใชใณใ‹ใ›ใŸๅฃฎๅนดใฎ็พŽไธˆๅคซใŒไธ€ไบบใ€ใƒ„ใ‚ซใƒ„ใ‚ซใจๆฎฟไธ‹ใซๆญฉใฟๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใซใฏๅ˜ฒใ‚Šใจไธ้œใŒๅฎฟใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏๆ•ตใ‚’็จใฟๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็พŽไธˆๅคซใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅนผใๆ—ฉ่จˆใ ใชใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ”็ˆถใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏ็พๅคฉ็š‡้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅผŸๅ›ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‹? ใ€Œ่ฒดๆง˜ๅฆ‚ใๅ‡กๅบธใชใ‚‹็š‡ๆ—ใซใ€่ญทๅ›ฝใฎๅฃซใ‚’็ฝฐใ™ใ‚‹ๆจฉ้™ใชใฉใชใ„ใ€‚่งฃใ‘โ€•โ€•็ ดใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ›ใ€Žไธ‡้Œ ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ™้›ท้ตใฎๆŸใ€ใ€ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ”็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆœชใ ่’ผใ„็‚Žใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Š็„ผใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใธใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅนพใคใ‚‚ใฎ้ป„่‰ฒใๅ…‰ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒณใƒœ? ใŒ้ฃ›็ฟ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏ็„ก่ปŒ้“ใซใ‚ซใ‚ฏใ‚ซใ‚ฏใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎ่บซไฝ“ใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่’ผใ„็‚Žใฏๆฌก็ฌฌใซใŠใ•ใพใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไธ‰ๆกๅฐ‘ๅนดใฏไธ€ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Š็•™ใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๆ—ใฎใฟใŒ่งฃใ‘ใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ›ๆœซใชไบ‹ใซไฝฟใ†ใจใฏใช......ๆ„šใ‹ใช ใใ—ใฆๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎๅ”็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใซไธ€็žฅใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆใฏ้€ธใ‚‰ใใ†ใจใ—ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใพใŸใ‚‚ไฟบใธใจๆˆปใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žใปใ†ใ€ใจๅฐใ•ใชๅๆฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅŽณใ‹ใช่ถณๅ–ใ‚ŠใงๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใฎใพใพ็š‡ๅฎฎ่ญฆๅฏŸใฎไธ€ไบบใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ•ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใชใฎใงๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚‚ใงใใšใ€ๅ”็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ถ…่‡ณ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใงไฟบใ‚’็œบใ‚ๅ›žใ™ใฎใ‚’่€ใˆใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ็พŽใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ๆƒœใ—ใ„......็”ฅใŒๅ…ˆใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใŒๆ‰‹็ฑ ใ‚ใซใ—ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใŠใใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’......ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅใๅ”็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใซไฟบใฏใ‚พใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅฝผใฎไธก็›ฎใซใฏใ€ไฟบใจใ„ใ†ไบบ้–“ใŒๆ˜ ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ†ทใŸใ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ็žณใฎๅฅฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใใฎไป„ๆš—ใ„ๅ…‰ใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๆทฑๆทตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจๅ“ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅฝผใŒไบบ้–“ใจใฏๅˆฅใฎ็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใ€็•ฐ่ณชใจใ‚‚็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใจใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใ ใ€‚ ่กจๆƒ…ไธ€ใคๅ‹•ใ‹ใ•ใšใ€ๆทกใ€…ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคๆง˜ใฏใพใ‚‹ใงๆฉŸๆขฐไบบๅฝขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไบบใ‚’ไบบใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใฌ่กจๆƒ…ใŒๅžฃ้–“่ฆ‹ใˆใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็ตถๅฏพ็š„ใชๅŠ›ใ‚’ไฟๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่‡ช่ฒ ใฎ่กจใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ“ใฎไบบๆœฌๆฅใŒๆŒใคๆ€ง่ณชใชใฎใ‹ใฏๅฎšใ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฏๅผทๅคงใชๅŠ›ใฎไธ‹ใ€ๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅฐŽใๅญ˜ๅœจใ€‚ใชใ‚Œใฐๆฐ‘่‰ไธ€ไบบใ‚’่‡ช็”ฑใซใงใใ‚“ใงใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใฎๅญๅฅณใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใชใฉใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰็‚Ž็š‡ๅฎถใฎๅ‰ใงใฏ็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใจๆ‚Ÿใ›ใ€ ใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝผใฏใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๆŽŒๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไบบ็‰ฉใชใฎใ ใจ็†่งฃใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
"You must not hurt my fiancee." His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. It would be nice to glorify the white uniforms with majesty, but I wonder if you're making one pivotal mistake. Spa and crisp. Just deny it there. Then, what do you think? The air in the place, which had been rolling since His Royal Highness visited, suddenly felt loose. His Royal Highness is also opening his mouth a little pompous, and leading up to the white uniform, he says, 'What is this guy talking about?' and leaning his neck. "... yes, in any case... this is the case with the series of disturbances and I am truly sorry" Your Highness comes to my side and bows his head. Against that, once again, the surroundings whisper to each other with zawali. The white uniforms do not stop, but a few raise their voices of dissatisfaction. "Your Highness! Please don't! "You don't have to bow your head to such a lowlife! In contrast, His Highness stares at the white uniforms. "Watch your mouth! Did I just say lower bitch? Fiance of the Flaming Royal Family (...) is the Lower Bitch (...)? Plus who thinks this kind of disaster happened because of! "I told you. With regard to Buddha Shintaro, he said he would not allow any involvement because things were complicated." The clouds are suspicious. At His Highness's behest, were these white uniforms not moving? "But... this is what led to my lack of supervision over my friends... and I am aware that the beginning is mine in the first place" So sincerely, apologize to me. But, Your Highness. Apologizing is not the same subject...... Faster than putting it to his mouth, His Highness lowered his head deeply to the sassy motion swinging night and evening glow as well. "I've caused you a lot of trouble this time... and my children there..." Don't forget to speak to Kiiko and lower that redhead. "Ah... no, not directly because of His Highness..." Shaking Night and Evening Fai answer a lot, while looking at the white uniforms as chilling. Apparently, the spearheads of the best friends are set entirely on the white uniform guys. "With the mercy of the Rainbow Goddess, Your Highness's sins will be forgiven" In response to what Kiiko said, His Highness nods with a soft grin. "Oh, I don't need God's forgiveness that you serve. I will not allow such words to be spoken twice." Kiiko-chan stepped back with Vikri to a story that did not match her expression and dialogue. Without wishing her that, Her Highness turns to the white uniform. "This series of masterminds, step forward." Then a skinny boy, who seemed to grow up well, stepped forward, even in a white uniform. He was a good guy with a long way to go, barely making a blue-white attack. It's not normal to be able to achieve that much movement, even though I'm around middle school as well as His Highness around the age. The boy named Sanjo continues to stand up to His Highness, who becomes the face of the idea. "His Majesty the Emperor has also expressed his approval for this, so please treat His Highness Ignal generously... but please be foolish" The mastermind who bogged down the shaky nights sends his gaze to the other white uniforms behind him. "If these people are wise to reveal what they have to do... there is only one person in charge of this Sanjo Shrine." ............ A moment of silence, the air sweeping through the field that His Highness should not speak other than to open his mouth. Me, my best friends, and the people around me will never be allowed to break this silence, I feel such heavy bitterness on my skin. After a few seconds of feeling so slightly longer, His Royal Highness opened his mouth with a painful expression that crushed the bitter worm. "I understand that you are moving at His Majesty's will. But because the method (...) was against my will, the royal family - by royal authority, I sentence you to extreme punishment (...)" "Please wait! Your Highness!" "He's a direct boy of the Sanjo family!? "If you lose one of the Sanjo family's direct blood muscles, it could lead to a loss of Japanese power." "Your Highness, please reconsider! "Please, just forgive me for my extreme sentence! To the rushing white uniforms, I... We wonder if this is really a reality that is happening in Japan. Against the will of the royal family, it is easy to execute human life... that can't be the reality. I wanted to believe that, but the desperation around me sticks out that it's true. The Sanjo boy, who was solemnly told his shabbat, is poking one knee. From every one of his works, I could see him swearing his deep allegiance to His Highness. "You've been by my side so far, and I appreciate it" In a short greeting, both sides certainly seemed to have unshakeable trust. If His Highness quietly says so, the dark flames loosely approach Sanjo Boy in a magical circle. And the moment I touch him, I change color to a pale flame and wrap the Sanjo boy. The flame of the pale, close to black, slowly burns and chops its flesh as if to paint a literature on his body. Sanjo Boy seemed desperate to keep his face from distorting into pain. "Ku, ha... of the royal family carrying the great circle of fire, if it is in accordance with your will, the main expectation... would there be any more honor for the sinner to purify my sins to His Highness..." The perimeter just keeps an eye on it. It is certainly unforgivable that we have hunted down shaking nights and evening glows and have extended them to acts of violence. But you can't hate me as much as you want to take my life. In a series of sights that are too disturbing, I realize that I have been suddenly losing myself for a while, but I have to do something about this situation while I'm late. I look at the Blue White Tan, and even now I don't know if Sanjo boy's wounds will heal, but I move to try to make potions. - Everybody, we can't move. However, my movement was stopped by the moist flow of tenor tones, which sounded good. Running away, I was grabbed and inhibited by someone. Appearing suddenly from complete unconsciousness, it was the young man dressed in military uniforms based on yellow and black who strangled him with wings and deprived him of his physical freedom... If you looked around to check the situation, at some point a dozen people dressed in military uniforms similar to his stood to surround this place. Plus, surprisingly, the Blue White Tongue was also kneeling on the ground. Because there were two military uniforms beside her, trying to produce something like a dazzling cage and suppress her, depriving her of her liberty. I could figure out who held me back with His Highness's whining, but the police who seem to be in a position to protect the Flaming Royal Family? apparently did not move at His Highness's will, as soon as I saw His Highness's expression. "At all, if you feel the power of the royal family, you will exercise your honor to punish the Patron..." The Imperial Palace Police, one of whose magnificent sturdy, beautifully decorated cloak soars, walks over to Tsukatsuka and His Royal Highness. His eyes are filled with mockery and indignation, and His Royal Highness, who opposes him, looks up as sturdy as if he could stare at his enemies. "As always, you're young and early. My nephew." Your Highness's uncle, is that your brother, the current Emperor? "You have no authority to punish the Patron to the common royal family. Unwrap - Break and Scatter" A Bunch of Thunder Keys to Melt 10,000 Tablets "" If His Highness's uncle turns his right hand to the Sanjo boy who is still slowly burned with pale flames, then several yellow glowing dragonflies? fly. They burst into Sanjo boy's body as he flew around orbitlessly and cuckooed. Then the pale flame gradually subsided, and apparently Sanjo boy took his life. "I didn't expect the royal family to use the power to solve these things... stupid nephew (dude)" And his uncle glanced at me and once he turned his gaze back on me, trying to deflect him. Then he brings a 'ho' and a small exhale, approaching him with a harsh foothold. I remained held up by one of the Imperial Palace Police as I was, so I couldn't resist, and I had nothing else to bear for my uncle to look around at me super close. "Well, that's beautiful indeed. It's a shame... if my nephew hadn't laid eyes on me first, what I'd keep in my hand cage and wreck..." I'm frightened of my uncle throwing up such a dialogue. Because in both his eyes, looking at this one, he had such a chill, like he didn't see a person named me. That dark light behind his eyes is as if he were still stipulating this one from the abyss, so much so that he could feel a different creature from man, heterogeneous and inorganic. It's like a machine doll not to move a single expression and say it out pale. I get a glimpse of an unexpected look at a person as a person, and I'm not sure if that comes from an indication of pride that it retains absolute power, or the nature this person is inherently of. "We are beings who lead the people under mighty power. If you are, you can free one of the folk grasses. So what? Be senseless before our flaming royal family, such as the will of their children there." To be clear, he was made to understand that he was someone with just the power to grasp the place.
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144่ฉฑ ๅงซๅ›ใฎ้™่‡จ~ๅฑฑ็”ฐใใ‚“ใฎๅ ดๅˆ~ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใฎ็™ปๆ กๆ—ฅใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใŒ ใฎใ‚„ใคใ€ๅญฆๆ กใใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅŒใ˜ๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒ„ใƒกใƒณใจ้ฉๅฝ“ใซ้›†ใพใ‚Šใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใซๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑ้กŒใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆธกใ‚ŠๅปŠไธ‹ใง ใซ่žใ่ฟ”ใ™ใจใ€ใ†ใ’ใƒผใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹้ ทใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ ๅฏใ‚‚ไธๅฏใ‚‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅฐ่ฑกใงใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใใ‚‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ้™บๆ‚ชใช้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ„ใฆ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใŸใ ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ˆใไปใŒใคใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎ2ๅคงใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใ€ ไฝๅทใฏใใ†่จ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซใซ่ตทใใŸใ‚‰ใจๆ€ใ†ใจ่พ›ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใ€ๅŒใ˜ใๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจๅ“กใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใช็›ฎใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆญปใญใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏๅซŒใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅๆๅ‡บใฎ่ชฒ้กŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใชใ„......ใ€ ๅฎŸใฏไปŠๆ—ฅๆๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ็พŽ่ก“ใฎ่ชฒ้กŒไฝœๅ“ใจๆ•ฐๅญฆใฎใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฏใŒไป•ไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ•ใใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ๆ•ฐๅญฆใฎใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฏใฏ้€”ไธญใพใงใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใฐใใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒ”ใ‚ซใ‚ฝใฎๅฅดใจใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚ณๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใ€ใ‚ญใƒฌใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‚ˆใช......ใ€ ใ™ใๆ€’ใ‚‹ใงๆœ‰ๅใชใ‚ฏใƒฌใ‚คใ‚ธใƒผๆ•™่ซญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจๅ†…ใงใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็•ฐ่‰ฒใชใ“ใ„ใคใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฎฟ้กŒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใจๆฐ—ใฎใ„ใ„ๅฅดใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฎๅ…„่ฒดใฎๅค‰ใช่ถฃๅ‘ณใจใ€ ใ€Œๅ…จๆ กๆœ็คผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…„่ฒดใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใซ่กŒใฃใฆๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใˆใฃใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘......็ˆ†ๆฎบๅฐ‘ๅฅณใƒป็ซ็‚Žใƒฉใ‚คใƒ€ใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ“ใ ใฃใ‘?ใ€ ๅ…„่ฒดใฏ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณๆˆฆ้šŠใƒขใƒŽใฎใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ˆใชใๆ„›ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅธธใซใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใ—ใ€่‚Œ่บซ้›ขใ•ใšๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ˆ†่ฃ‚็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใƒปๅฏๆ†ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ€ใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ็„็‚Žไฝฟๅพ’ใ‚ณใ‚นใƒใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใฎใƒ—ใƒญใƒขใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€็›ฎใ€่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไผ่ชฌใฎ่ถ…็ดšใƒฌใ‚ขใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ใ€ไธ€็›ฎๆ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿๆœใฎๆฅตใฟใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ไบคๆธ‰ๆˆ็ซ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆๅฑฑ็”ฐใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใ“ใชใ„ใฎใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ซฆใ‚ใฎๅขƒๅœฐใงใ€ ้€”ไธญใพใงใ‚„ใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ฐๅญฆใ ใ‘ใฏๆๅ‡บๆ™‚้–“ใพใงใซ้–“ใซๅˆใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ„......ใณใ€็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ ใใฎไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใฎๅ…ˆใธใ€็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจโ€•โ€• ใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎ็‰ฉใจใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„็จ‹ใซๅฏๆ†ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ๆ•™ๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎ้•ทใ„้ซชใŒใ€ๆปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅนปๆƒณ็š„ใช้ซชใงใ•ใˆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅผ•ใ็ซ‹ใฆๅฝนใซ้ŽใŽใชใ„ใ€‚็ตนใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใ้Š€็ณธใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ…‰ใ‚’่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅผพใ‹ใ›ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ไธ€ๅฑค้š›็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ›‡ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ๆพ„ใฟๅˆ‡ใฃใŸ่’ผๅคฉใฎ่‰ฒใ€‚ ็ชใๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ๆ˜Žใช่‰ฒๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใใฎ่บซใซๅฎฟใ™ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ็›ฎใฏๅคงใใใ€้ผป็ญ‹ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใŒใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใ—ใ‹ๅฝขๅฎนใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใงใ‚‚่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ่ผใใ‚’ ไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใซใ„ใŸ้€ฃไธญใฎๆณจ็›ฎใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ€ๆ™‚ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๆตดใณใ›ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ้›ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™ฝใ„ๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใŒใตใจ้œ‡ใˆใ€ไธๅฏไพตใซใ—ใฆ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฏใšใฎๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‰‹ใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใฎๆœใธใจไผธใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒƒใจ ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ไผดใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใ ใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ไปŠใฎไปŠใพใงใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ๅ…จใใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆ„่ญ˜ๅค–ใซใ„ใŸใใ„ใคใฏ......ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ้ ผใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆกใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆœๆฏ”ๅฅˆใฎใƒฏใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ›ดใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใŒๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒƒใจ้š ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅ›ณไฝ“ใฎใงใ‹ใ„ๅฅดใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฝใจใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹้ฉšใ‹ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ—ฅๆšฎใจๆœๆฏ”ๅฅˆใŒๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎˆ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ•™ๅฎคใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใพใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใŸ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๆ€ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ใŠใจใŽใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใฆใใŸๅงซๆง˜ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ใจใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ†ใกใฎๅญฆๆ กใฎๅˆถๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใฟใ€ไปŠใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็•ฐไธ–็•Œใซใงใ‚‚่ฟทใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒใŒ็พไปฃๆ—ฅๆœฌใซ่ปข็งปใ—ใฆใใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ๆŸ„ ใ€Œ่ปขๆ ก็”Ÿใ€ใชใฎใ‹......?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญ......ๅคฉไฝฟใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅˆถๆœ็€ใฆใ‚‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅˆถๆœใฃใฆใ‚ใƒผใ„ใ†ๅญใŒ็€ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซ่ผใใ‚“ใ ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใƒญใƒชใ‚ณใƒณใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใใ‚“ใชใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใฏ่กŒใใžใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฆใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œๆ‹ๆ„›ใซๆญณใฎๅทฎใชใ‚“ใฆ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใŒ้™่ฆณใ™ใ‚‹ไธญใ€ใใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚ฟใจๆญฉใใ€ๅธญใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฎๅธญใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒขใƒŽใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใŠใ„ใŠใ„......ไป–ไบบใฎๅธญใ‚’ใ„ใใชใ‚Šไฝ•้ฃŸใ‚ใฌ้ก”ใงๅ ้ ˜ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๆค…ๅญใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใชใ‚‰ไธญ่บซใ‚‚ใŠๅงซใ•ใ€ใพ......ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๅธญใฃใฆ็ขบใ‹............ใ€‚ ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅธญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹? ใ‚ขใƒฌใฃใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅงซๅ›ใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใฉใ“ใพใงใ‚‚็ชใๆŠœใ‘ใฆ่’ผใ„็žณใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€็จฎใฎๆๆ€–ใ™ใ‚‰่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚็ถบ้บ—ใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใ“ใฃใกใพใงใƒ”ใ‚ฃใƒณใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใŒ่‡ช็„ถใจไผธใณใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใจใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆŸใฎ้–“ใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจ้Š€ใฎๅงซๅ›ใŒๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹! ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ˜ใ‹ใ€่ชฐใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆญฉใฟใฏๆญขใพใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๆ–นใธใจๆœชใ ใซ้€ฒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใชใซใชใซๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจใฎใ‚„ใคใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใจๅ‹้”ใชใ‚ใ‘?ใ€ ็”ทๅญ้”ใฎๆ€จๅ—ŸใฎๅฃฐใŒ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใจๆททไนฑใ€ใใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆญ“ๅ–œใจๅ„ช่ถŠๆ„ŸใŒๆ€’ๆถ›ใฎๅฆ‚ใไฟบใฎๅฟƒไธญใ‚’่’ใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไฝ•ใŒไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚
146 144 Stories Princess, Your Descent - Yamada'S Case On the school day of the summer vacation, I didn't know that the "Princess's Day of Descent" would make a scene later on, but we were just talking in the classroom as usual. "Yamada, come on, the Buddha one, you think he's coming to school? When I appropriately gathered with Itumen, who belongs to the same swimming department, and spoke appropriately, such a topic rose. "Did you also leak in the crossing? When I asked Sagawa back, she nodded a few times with a ragged face. "Yes, yes." Impressions like no likelihood or impossibility, and it's not a sinister relationship without friendliness. If you say so, you are just a classmate, and your eyes tend to go to the two most handsome men in the class who often have Buddha, Asahi Bina (Asahi Na) Yuehui and Higuri (Higuri) Shaking Nights. Sagawa says so, but it's too spicy to wish I woke up to myself. Sure, you asked us to do the same with a handout from the swimmer. I lent you our shower room when the leak happened. "If it was in your eyes like that, you'd die." That reminded me of something I didn't like. "I didn't do the submission assignment today..." Actually, I haven't finished the art assignment work and math work I'm supposed to submit today. Somehow, I didn't do it because it was so hard. Though I did my math work halfway through, I think I left about half of it. "Hey, doesn't that suck? Picasso's guy and Dr. Psycho, you're gonna look beautiful." "Right..." I immediately became depressed when I thought I would be squeezed by the famous Crazy Teaching, Kasumi (or yes) Sensei and Saito (Saito) Sensei. He said, "I know." He's a bit of a different color guy within the swimming department, but he's a nice guy to show me his homework this way. My brother's weird hobby and his erratic hobby led me to talk a lot, but it really helps at times like this. "After the whole school breakfast, I'll go to my brother's class and borrow it. Uh, what the... bombing girl/flame rider thing? My brother loves cartoons of Beautiful Girls Squad stuff so much, he constantly files those character cards and stuff and keeps his skin together. It's called a geek. "It's not. Bomb girl and poor rider are also promotional cards for this prison flame apostolic costume." "At first sight, you just have to show it to me." "Of course it is. That legendary super rarity card is the ultimate sensation even at a glance." Negotiation concluded. "What are you talking about, Yamada? I'm sorry you didn't come." What a place to give up and start copying the mathematical work handed to you by Happiness (Yuji). I was on my way, so only math is going to make it by submission time. "Oh, hey... Beautiful girl, it didn't come down (F), but oh, look at that..." If you look at your index finger... A poor girl, unlike anything in the world, was about to come into the classroom. Long silver hair as clear as diamonds flows through the waterfall. Even such fantastic hair is just her puller. Silky shaking silver threads make every light dance and highlight the girl's beauty all the more. The eyes have no cloudiness whatsoever, a clear blue sky colour. The girl's eyes are huge and her nostrils are high, lodging a clear shade in her body so that she can push through. No matter how anyone sees it, there's only one other way to describe it as an immortal beautiful girl. If I touch it at all, I will be dazzled (mabu) to the point where I am likely to get dirty (injured) in its glow. She must have felt our showered gaze as soon as she caught the attention of the people in her class and stopped time. Her white fingertips trembled like snow, her hands stretched out to someone's clothes and she grabbed them. So I realized for the first time that the girl had come with someone. Until now, the one who was completely unconscious because she was in love with her... the one she gripped to rely on was Asahi Bina's white shirt. And then one more comes forward to hide her sassy. I have to be surprised how I could have overlooked a guy with such a big figure. He came into the classroom as if Sunset and Asahi Bina were to protect her. That's so obviously protected, everyone who saw her would have thought. It's like a princess coming out of the land of fairies, he said. And such a girl is dressed in our school uniform, and now she does walk in front of us. Have you strayed into another world? Or has Atchi moved to modern Japan? It wasn't even in the pattern, and I had that feeling. "Transfer student, are you...? "What, that girl... she's an angel" "But he's in our uniform..." "I mean, my uniform, uh, it glows so much when the kid wears it..." "Loricon." "No, that level no longer matters. I'm going." "Wait a minute." "It doesn't matter how old a relationship is." As everyone in the class watched, the girl walked with Stasta and took a seat. As if that seat were my thing. Whoa...... how many non-eating faces are you suddenly occupying someone else's seat. I wanted to be that chair, too, didn't I? If that's the way you look and princess, the contents are princess... and that seat is certain... Wasn't that Shintaro's seat? She twisted her neck. Then, I got eyes on the princess. Moments, I'm about to get sucked into something. I poked through everywhere of it and was stared at by pale eyes, even remembering a kind of fear. Too pretty, pins and spines stretch naturally this way. And what a silver princess rising out of her chair and walking toward this one, also between the bundles that are upset! "Seriously, do you know anyone? Besides, she's still on her way to us without stopping. "What, the swimming club guys, they're friends with that kid? The men's grudges come to my ears, but this one can't afford to care about that. Tension, confusion and confusion, and above all joy and superiority, ravaged my heart like rage, and I don't know what it is anymore.
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249่ฉฑ ไบบ็‹ผๆฎบ ่–„ๆš—ใ„่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใ€ใใ“ใฏ่›‡ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ†ใญใ‚Šๆ›ฒใŒใฃใŸ้•ทใ„ๅ›žๅปŠใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš่Šธ่ก“็š„ใชๆ„ๅŒ ใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ŸณๆŸฑใŒๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚ไผธใณใฆใฏใ€็ฉบใ‚’้ฎใ‚‹ๅฑ‹ๆ นใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็Ÿณๆใง้€ ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅบŠใ‚„ๅฃใซใฏ่ตค้ป’ใ„่ก€็—•ใŒๆ‰€ใ€…ใซ้ฃ›ใณๆ•ฃใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่…่‡ญใŒใŸใ ใ‚ˆใฃใฆใใใ†ใชไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ•ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใงไฝ•ใฎๅค‰ๅ“ฒใ‚‚ใชใ„็”ทใŒไธ€ไบบใ€‚ ใจใผใจใผใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ๆ™‚ๆŠ˜ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๅ—…ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚“ใ™ใ‚“ใจไธŠไธ‹ใซๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎๅบฆใซไฟบ้”ใฏๆฏใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใฆ่บซใ‚’้š ใ™ใ€‚ ่ท้›ขใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚ˆใ20ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ‰ๅพŒใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆณๅฏŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใ€ใใ‚Œใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚......ใ€ ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกๆœ›้ ้กใงไพ‹ใฎ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ้š ๅฏ†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้•ทใ‘ใŸใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ—…่ฆšใฎๅ„ชใ‚ŒใŸๆ•ตใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅๅˆ†ใช่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใจใ„ใ†้ธๆŠžใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่ท้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎๅ‰ใงๅฝผใฏ็ซ‹ใกๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ่ทใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใจๆœ›้ ้กใงๅนŒใฎ่ฃ‚ใ‘็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎ่ทใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ไธŠไฝ็จฎใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใงๅค‰่บซใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใจๆ†ถๆธฌใŒ้šฃใง้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏๆœ›้ ้กใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใŒ้›ขใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใพใงใŸใ ใฎไบบ้–“ใ ใฃใŸ่€…ใŒใ€ๅฑˆๅผทใช้ชจๆ ผใธใจๅค‰่ฒŒใ—ๅคง็”ทใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใ€‚2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ‰ๅพŒใฎไฝ“ๆ ผใงใ€้ป’ใ„ไฝ“ๆฏ›ใ‚’ๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซ็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใๅงฟใซใฏๅœงๅทปใ ใฃใŸใ€‚็ญ‹้ชจ้š†ใ€…ใฎๅŠ›ๅผทใ„ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„......ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ ใ„ใถใ‚ซใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚คใ‚คใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใใ†ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใซใฏ็‹ผใฎ้ ๅ ใˆใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅˆๅ›ณใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไปŠใพใงๅงฟใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ฐๅŒนใฎ ๆŒใกๅ‰ใฎๅผท้ญใช็ˆชใ‚’ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€็›ฎใซใ‚‚ใจใพใ‚‰ใฌ้€Ÿใ•ใงๅฃใ‚’็ซ‹ไฝ“็š„ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ€็ธฆๆจช็„กๅฐฝใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‹ฌ็‰นใชๅ‹•ใใง ใฏใƒ™ใ‚ญใƒชใจไธๅฟซใช้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบ้”ใพใšใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ๅŠฉๅคชๅˆ€ใ™ใ‚‹? ๆ—ฉใใ—ใชใ„ใจๅ…จๆป…ใ—ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฌใตใ‚Šใ ใ€‚้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใŠๅ‹งใ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใธใฉใ†่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ......ไธ€ๅŒนใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒซใƒซใ‚ฅ......้Š€......่„…ๅจใ€ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ™้Š€......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ก€ๅธใ„ๅ…ฑใซ็ถšใใ€ๅฑ้™บ......ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒซใƒซใƒซใ€ ๅ–‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚‚้ฉšใใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจไธ‰ๅŒนใฏๅ”็ชใซๆจ™็š„ใ‚’ไฟบใธใจๅค‰ใˆใฆใใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏไฟบใฎ้Š€้ซชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ ็‹™ใ„ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็งปใฃใŸใจๆ‚ŸใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰่‡จๆˆฆๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ในใใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธปใ‚ตใƒžโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใŠๅ‘ผใณใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ซใ€ ๆฐท้›ชใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจ้™ใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใ€้Š€ๆฐทใฎ้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€‘ใฏ็™ฝ้’ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใงๅ„ช้›…ใซๅ‚ไธŠใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซๆˆฆใŠใ†ใ€ ๆฌกใ„ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚‚ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ็ท‘ใฎ้ขจใ‚’ๅทปใๅนใ‹ใ›ใ€ใ€
252 249 Words, Wolf Killer. Dim alleys, long corridors twisted and bent like snakes there. With multiple stretches of stone columns elaborated with artistic designs that remain unchanged, the roof blocks the sky. And the floors and walls made of stone are littered with red and black blood stains everywhere, creating a creepy odor that is likely to follow. There is one man in such a place with no weird philosophy whatsoever. Walk away with the clowns. Occasionally, he moves his face up and down to smell something and looks around. Each time we hold our breath and hide ourselves. Around 20 meters at a distance, observations from the rear. "Brother, it's sloppy. El, so I want to see it." "Wait a minute..." Observe the example werewolf (Lycan) crushed with a single-handed telescope. Because this time there's a PT member named Lily, who's good at covert skills. "If you're an excellent sniffer, you might risk getting noticed here." Because of her advice, she made the choice of taking a long enough distance to follow. So for a few minutes, watching as the werewolf (Lycan) was about to go, he stopped in front of a carriage with a front. If you look at the front rift with a telescope as to what the carriage load is... "Carriage loads are probably cages. Plus some humans...... NPC's getting caught. I wonder if it's being transferred." "Quick story, can the superior species transform at their will? My best friends' doubts and speculations fly next door, but I couldn't keep my eyes off the telescope. Until now, those who were just human beings transformed into a resilient skeleton and became big men. Around 2 meters of stature, they were crippled by the rapid growth of black body hair. His head, which became a powerful werewolf (Lycan) with muscular bones, is entirely wolf's. "Shh, wow..." Quite cool, to be honest. At the same time I divulged that feeling, there was a wolf howling in the alley. Whether that was a signal or not, several werewolves (Lycans) popped up hiding themselves until now. Are you scratching the tough nails in front of you, or you move the wall in 3D at an inconspicuous speed in your eyes, running endlessly vertically. The werewolves (Lycans) flirt with the mercenaries in unique movements and avoid attacks in unpredictable movements. Not only did I avoid it, of course, but I was chosen to feed on its sharp fangs and nails... While doing so, the mercenary (player) caught in the wolf's jaw (after) made an uncomfortable noise and was killed with one blow. "Those people are bad, Taro. If we don't hurry, we're going to be wiped out." "Look. Pretend not to look. I suggest you run away." I was wondering how to respond to my best friends... and I had a complete eye contact with a werewolf (Lycan). "Grrrrrrrr...... silver...... threat" "Silver that destroys us..." "Following both blood sucking, dangerous...... grrrrrrrrrrr" I was surprised to be able to talk, but what a surprise the three of them have suddenly turned their targets into me. Look at my silver hair, to be exact, but I don't care. "Quick story, how did Evening Fai develop as requested? I call the Blue White Tan to enter the battle from the moment I realize my aim has shifted this way. "Lord Sama - you will call me Ka" Splashing ice and snow, [Silver Ice Snow Princess Doll] gracefully ascended in a white and blue dress. "An enemy. Let's fight together this time." Then I'll summon Hu as well. Let the green wind wind roll and [Wind Calling Princess (Garuda)] dance with four beautiful wings.
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207่ฉฑ ็Ž‰ๅบง ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ๅณๅบงใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซใ‚คใƒณใ—ใŸไฟบใฏๆ™ƒๅคœใซๆˆฆๆณใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸๆ‰€ใ€ใ“ใฎ็ ฆใŒๆ•ตใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใŸใฃใฆๅนณ็ฉใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅ‹ขใŒ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใพใงใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆใใŸ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ็œŸๆ„ใ‚’่žใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใฏใ“ใฎNPCใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใŸ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใ€ๆญฆ้ชจใ•ใฎไธญใซใ‚‚ๅ„ช็พŽใ•ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญๅ‚™ใˆใŸ็ดฐใ‹ใ„่ฃ…้ฃพใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็”ฒๅ†‘ใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ NPCใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅŽณใ‚ใ—ใ„้ก”ใคใใงใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใงใ™ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็•ใพใฃใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใงใใณใใณใจไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅด‡้ซ˜ใชใ‚‹ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่ปๅ‹ขใฏใ€ๅ้€†่€…ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผ่ปใซๆƒœใ—ใใ‚‚ใƒขใƒซใƒ‰ใƒผๅนณ้‡Žใงใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงๆ•—ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็พๅœจใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใพใงๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใ€่ปๅ‹ขใฎ็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใ—ใ‚’่จˆใฃใฆใŠใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚ๆœ‰ๅŠ›่ซธไพฏใซใŠๅฃฐๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใ€ๅ†ใณๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎ้›†็ตใซๅฐฝๅŠ›ใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใจใ„ใ†ในใใ‹ใ€‚ NPCไธปๆตใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ปๅ‹ขใงใฎ้–‹ๆˆฆใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Ž ็พ็Šถใฏใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅ‹ขใฎ้‡่ฆๆ‹ ็‚นใŒไธ€ใคๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไธ€ใคใฏไฟบ้”ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆญปๅฎˆใ€‚ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใฎ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹NPC่ปใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใชๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ‚’ๅ–ซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ•ตๅ‹ขใฎ2ๅ‹ๅฅชๅ–ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฒ ใ‘ใฏๆฑบๅฎšใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€NPCไธปๆตใฎ่ป้šŠๅŒๅฃซใฎใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่ปใŒๅŠฃๅ‹ขใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆ•ต่ปใฏ็Ž‹้ƒฝใซ่ฟซใ‚Šใ€้™ไผๅ‹งๅ‘Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅ•้กŒใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ ้จŽๅฃซNPCใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใใพใจใ‚ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบใฏๆœฌ้กŒใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€Ž ็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใฎๅธฐ้‚„ๅ‘ฝไปคใ‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€็ต‚้˜ฒ่ก›ๆˆฆใ‚’ๅ‰ใซไธปๅŠ›ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็Œซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŸใ„็Šถๆณใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใจใ—ใฆไพ้ ผ็™บ็”Ÿใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซใ€่กŒใใ‹่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’้ธในใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฃใฝใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ไฟ็•™ใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใใซใฟใ‚“ใชใซ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ตๆžœใจใ—ใฆใฏใ“ใ“ใ‚’้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใŒๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใฏใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆ้”ๆˆใ‚‚ๅฎŸ็พใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใง็ ฆใซใฏ7ๅ‰ฒใฎไธปๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใจใฎ3ๅ‰ฒใง็Ž‹้ƒฝใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ€ๅค•่ผใ€้Š€ใฎ่ปไบบใŒๆ•ฐๅใ€ไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใชไบ‹ใซไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใฎ ใ€Œ็›Ÿๅ‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใž็งใฎ็ชฎๅœฐใซ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅฟ ็พฉใซๆทฑใ„ๆ…ˆใ—ใฟใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ€ ็œŸใฃ่ตคใซ็‡ƒใ‚†ใ‚‹้ซชใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจใ‹ใใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ไป•่‰ใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ๅ„ช็พŽใงใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่‹ฆๅขƒใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅ…จใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใชใ„ๅŠ›ๅผทใ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใจใ—ใฆใฎใ€่‡ฃไธ‹ใ‚’็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ไธปใจใ—ใฆใฎๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸๆŒฏ่ˆžใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€ๆญใ—ใ ใ€Œใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚Š่ช ใซๅ…‰ๆ „ใงใ™ใ€‚ใˆใฃใจใ€ใ•ใฃใใใงใ™ใŒ้™›ไธ‹ใจๆ€จๆ•ตใฎๆˆฆๆณใ‚’่ฉณใ—ใใŠ่žใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ่ฑช่ฏ็ตข็ˆ›ใ€ใจใพใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใช้ซ˜็ดšๆ„Ÿใจ้‡ๅŽšใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ™่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใงใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€‚ใ ใŒใใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฒดๆฎฟใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ„็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฟใชใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€ๆŽงใˆใ‚ˆใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅงซใฏไฟบใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ€่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซใ„ใ‚‹่‡ฃไธ‹ใ‚„ใคใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใ‚’ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ไบบๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚„ใคใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎ็›Ÿๅ‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚่ฒดๆฎฟใฎๆดป่บใฏ่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ ฆใ‚’่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใ€ๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใ€‚่ฒดๆฎฟใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใ€ใใชใŸใ‚‰ใฎๅƒใใซใฏๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ......็งใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ไธ€ๅบฆใ€ใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•‘ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใใฎๆฉ็พฉใ‹ใ‚‰่ฒดๆฎฟใ‚’ไฟกใšใ‚‹ใŒๆ•…ใซใ€็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅฎถๅฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใฏ็Ž‰ๅบงใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€็Ž‰ๅบงใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ€ๅทจๅคงใชๅฃใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‚Žๅฎฟใ›ใ—ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใ‚นใŒ็จšๅ…ใฎๆœซ่ฃ”ใ€็ฌฌ16ไปฃใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ใŒๅ‘ฝใšใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใ‘ใใๅคง็ฉบใฎ่ฆ‡่€…ใŸใ‚‹่ณ‡ๆ ผใ‚’ๆˆ‘ใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ–‡่จ€ใŒ่ฌ่ฆ‹ใฎ้–“ใซ้Ÿฟใๆธกใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅฃๅ…จไฝ“ใซใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆทกใ„็ฒ’ๅญใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸๅนพ็ญ‹ใ‚‚ใฎ็ด‹ๆง˜ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅฃใŒใƒ–ใƒญใƒƒใ‚ฏๅž‹ใซใ‚‚ใžใ‚‚ใžใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใ€็Ž‰ๅบงใฎ้–“ใซ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บ็พใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅบƒ้–“......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ“ใฏๅทจๅคงใช่ˆน่ˆถไธŠใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅนพๆœฌใ‚‚ใฎ้Ž–ใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚ŒใŸๅทจๅคงใช็ฐ่‰ฒใฎๅกŠ......้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅบƒ้–“ใซใฏ้‰„ใฎ่ˆนใŒ้Žฎๅบงใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่ˆน้ฆ–้ƒจใซใฏใ€ใ„ใ‹ใคใ„ใ‚ชใ‚ธใ‚ตใƒณใฎใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใชไธŠๅŠ่บซใฎ้Š…ๅƒ? ใŒ่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ€ๆฐดๅนณ็ทšใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆธ‹ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€้‡ๅŽšใช่ˆนใซใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไธ้‡ฃใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใชใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ ใชใใจๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใซไปฃใ€…ไผใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฎถๅฎใซใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ€็ฉบ้ฃ›ใถๆˆฆ่ˆนใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซใฎๆˆฆๅฒใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ่ˆนใฏ้›ฃๆ”ปไธ่ฝใซใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅผทใฎ็Ÿ›ใจใชใฃใŸใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅˆใ‚ใฆ็Ž‹้ƒฝใซ่จชใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ€่ˆŸใ‚’ๆผ•ใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ่€ใ„ใŸๅนณๆฐ‘ใฎNPCใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใชใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใ€ๅ…ˆไปฃใฎ็Ž‹ใจๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใŒใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใซไน—ใ‚Šใ€็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซๆ•ต่ปใธใจ้›ทใ‚„็‚Žใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅฎŒๅ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ€‚ๅ…ˆไปฃใฎ็Ž‹ใฏใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅงซใฏๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใจใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ“ใฎใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€ ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใฏๆฒˆ็—›ใช้ขๆŒใกใงใ€็‰ฉ่จ€ใ‚ใฌ้ป’ใ„้‰„ๅกŠใฎๅทจๅคงใช่ˆนใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰่ชžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ˆถๆง˜ใฏ......ใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ‚’่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใ€้ง†ไฝฟใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใ‚นใฎๅœฐใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎๅ้ขใ€ใ“ใฎๅผทๅคงใชๆญฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆฐ‘ใ‚’ๅฐŽใ่€…ใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๅ…ตๅ™จใ‚’็„ก็”จใซใ€ๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆ‰ฑใ‚ใฌใ‚ˆใ†......็Ž‹ๅฎถใ ใ‘ใฎไธ€ๅญ˜ใง็ ดๅฃŠใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ’’ใๅ…ตๅ™จใฎ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใใฎๆ ธใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใ ใฃใŸใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็Ž‹้ƒฝใฏๆ•ต่ปใซๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ‘ณๆ–นใจใชใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ใคใ‘ใ‚‹่ฒดๆ—้”ใฎๅ…ตๅŠ›ใฏๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใงใใชใ„......ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚‚ใ†้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใฌใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช็Šถๆณไธ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ ธใ‚’ๆŒใŸใฌ็งใฏๆญดไปฃใฎ็Ž‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ“ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใซๅบงใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€ ่‡ฃไธ‹ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„่กจๆƒ…ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใซใฏๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใง่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸๆถผใ—ใ„ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฏใ€่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ†ใ™ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Š......ไฝ™่ฃ•ใจๅจๅŽณใŒๆบถใ‘ๅˆใฃใŸ็Ž‹ๆ—ใฎ้ขจๆ ผใฏ็ƒˆ็ซใฎๅฆ‚ใๆ€’ใ‚Šใซ็‡ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใชใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅงซใฎๆจช้ก”ใŒๆ‚”ใ—ใ’ใซๆญชใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆๆณใฏ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใ ใจๆ‚ŸใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ˆนใซ......่งฆใ‚Œใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ•ตใซใฏใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใฎไป–ใซใ€Žๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€ใŒไธ€ไบบใ€ๅผทๅŠ›ใชNPCใ€Ž ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ‚’่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใŸ็Ž‹ๅฅณใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰“ใกใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹่จˆใ‚‰ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚็›Ÿๅ‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ‚‚ๆญ“ๅ–œใซ้œ‡ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ่จฑๅฏใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€้ป’ใใฆๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„่ˆน่…นไป˜่ฟ‘ใ‚’ใใฃใจใชใงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ …ใ„......ใ“ใ‚“ใช้‡้‡ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็‰ฉใŒใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ใถใฎใ‹ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใจใ—ใฆ้žๅธธใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŠใ‚„ใ€ใŠใ‚„......ใ‚คใ‚ฐใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚นใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฌๅฐๅจ˜ใŒใ€ใŒไฝ•็”จใ‹ใช......?ใ€ ใฒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸ้‹ผ้‰„ใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็›ดๆŽฅ่„ณใธใจ้Ÿฟใใ—ใ‚ใŒใ‚ŒใŸๅฃฐใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงๆžฏใ‚ŒๆžœใฆใŸ่€ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝŽใ„้Ÿณใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œ......ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใŒใ—ใ‚ƒในใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ่ˆนใ‚’ๆณจๆ„ๆทฑใ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ™ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ˆน้ฆ–้ƒจใฎใƒžใƒƒใƒใƒงใชใ‚ชใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ„ใ‹ใ€ใซใ‚‚ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใฎๅใฏใ€็‚Žใจ้›ทใฎ็ดกใŽๆ‰‹ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ€ๅคง็ฉบใฎๆ”ฏ้…่€…ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซใฏไฝ•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚‚่žใ“ใˆใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใ“ใ‚€ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ™ใใซใƒ”ใƒณใจๆฅใŸใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใจไฝ“้จ“ใฏใ”ใๆœ€่ฟ‘ใซ่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใจไผš่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž ใคใพใ‚Šใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใฏไธ€ๅฟœใ€้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใซๅˆ†้กžใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎ่ˆนใฎ่ˆณๅ…ˆใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไธŠ่ฃธใฎใ‚ชใ‚ธใ‚ตใƒณ้Š…ๅƒใŒ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใ ใจใ—ใฆ......็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ˆนๅ…จไฝ“ใ‚‚้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฝขๆ…‹ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ้ฉšใใจ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝข?ใ€ ใŠใŠ! ใ“ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅ‹ๆฉŸใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใ€Œใ€Ž้‹ผ้‰„ใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใ€ใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฝ•ใŒๅฅฝใ?ใ€ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅฅฝใฟใ‚’่žใในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็•ฐใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚’......ๆˆ‘ใŒๅฅฝใ‚€ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ๆœ›ใฟใฏๅ†ใณใ€็Ž‹ใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚ใฎ็ฉบใธใจ......ใ€ ๅฅฝใฟใ‚’่žใ„ใฆ้ก˜ๆœ›ใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใฏ......ใ€‚ ็ฉบใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไบบใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซ!? ใใ‚Œใฏ่ช ใชใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ไฟบใฏใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใซไธ€ๆ—ฆๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ…ƒใธ......ใ€Ž
209 207 Words, Throne. "What happened? I instantly entered the Clan Clan. I checked the battle at night. From what I've seen, there's no such thing as this fort being attacked by an enemy. With the peaceful air flowing, I hear the sincerity of my best friends who have encouraged me to log in until I send a line to believe that Ignitol Momentum will lose. "Listen to me from this NPC" Behind the best friends who shrugged their shoulders saying so, there was an NPC dressed in armor with fine decorations that combined elegance among the martial bones. He was a stern face, a messenger from how great he was, and he reported to me in a freaking awe-inspiring manner about what had happened. "The army, led by His Highness the noble Princess Ignitore, was spared by the rebel Granze army in its battle on the Plains of Mordeau. We are now retreating to the King's Capital and weighing the rebuilding of the army. We call out to the great lords and are once again committed to assembling our power." After all, should I say. When it comes to fighting in the army by NPC mainstream, a mercenary (player) who does not participate as a 'platoon leader (command)', or who was a 'platoon leader (command)' but was killed (player) becomes a 'soldier (soldier)', and NPC becomes the main organized military subordinate. The status quo is that one of Ignitol's key strongholds has been taken, one of which is guarded by our hands. If Princess Ignitol's NPC army suffers a total defeat, this defeat will be determined by the enemy's two-win capture. "A quick story, a collision between NPC mainstream armies, seems to disadvantage an army led by Princess Ignitol. The enemy army approached the king's capital and said it was only a matter of time before he recommended surrender." I was told the truth when I summed up the Knight NPC explanation in a way that was easy to understand. "Her Royal Highness Princess Ignitol has ordered you to return to Ignistra, the capital of Thunderflame, as soon as possible." An order to return to the King's capital? I guess it's a situation where you want to take the lead before the final defense battle, rather than a cat's hand as well. It looks like an event where you can choose the freedom to go or not to go to see where the logs of requests are not flowing as a quest. I put my reply on hold and immediately talked to everyone. The result was some opinions that you can't even leave here, but if Princess Ignitol is defeated, you can't even achieve the quest. That's why we left 70% of the main force in the fort, and the remaining 30% went to the Wang Capital. Lily, Mina, Shaky Night, Evening Fai, Silver Soldiers, and, unexpectedly, a few lone wolf mercenaries (players), led a total of 500 mercenaries (players) and militia troops, and I returned to King's Capital. "It's my ally Taro. Well done. You rushed into my predicament. Deeply merciful to its loyalty." The way she rubbed her bright red, burning hair was so graceful that she had the strength not to feel at all in her predicament. I bow my head down to her as a king and show her grand demeanor as the Lord who leads her subordinates. "I am truly honored to say those words. Uh, just now, may I ask you more about the battle between Your Majesty and his enemies? I was at Her Highness Princess Ignitol's house between the luxury and the heavy atmosphere. "Uhm. But before I do, I want to show you something. Mind your own business." Somehow the princess wanted to show me something, so she lowered her subordinates and the shaky nights she followed me. Pay people, that's it. "My ally Taro. I have heard of your work. You've done a great job protecting the fort." "Yes, thanks to everyone" "Hmm. I appreciate your work, including yours. And I believe in you for once for saving my life from Hardy, but I want you to see the royal family heirloom." Princess Ignithol rose from the throne and began to crouch her hands behind the throne, against a giant wall. "Ignis the Fire Inn is the descendant of a child, commanded by the 16th King Ignitor. Bring me the credentials of the champion of the Great Sky." At the same time as her words echo during the sight, a nagging magic formation rises across the wall. The walls moved block-shaped by several muscles with light particles, creating a hidden room between the thrones. That's more of a hall than a room...... no, it was on a giant ship there. A huge gray mass connected to several chains... an iron ship sat in a hidden hall. On the bow, a bronze statue of the matching upper body of the glistening Odishan? was just a little concerned that it was installed. Put your arms together, you have a sinister look that stares at the horizon, but crush inside that it's a bit of a disproportionate design for a heavy ship. "" The Throne of Steel. "It is a flying battleship that prides itself on its greatest power as a family heirloom passed down from generation to generation to my Royal Ignitore family. For Ignitol's history of war, this ship became the most powerful spear by making it difficult to defeat." Speaking of which, when you first visited Wang Du, NPC, an old civilian who had his boat rowed, said. Is this the "Throne of Steel"? Indeed, a previous generation of kings and soldiers had ridden the 'Throne of Steel', unleashing the magic of thunder and flames from the sky to the enemy army unilaterally, and had won it completely. The previous kings moved The Throne of Steel, but even though the princess couldn't. "Probably Marquis Granze's aim is this' Iron Throne '..." Princess Ignitol spoke with a sinking face, looking up at a huge ship of unspeakable black iron hunks. "My father... understood" The Throne of Steel "more than anyone else and used it to defend this land of Ignis. On the other hand, I was also afraid of this mighty force. Do not treat this weapon unnecessarily and easily as a guide to the people... as a shackle (shackle) of a weapon that scatters destruction in the presence of only the royal family... who at the time of death transferred to his most trusted subordinate the nucleus that powers the Throne of Steel. Only when we truly need this weapon for Ignitol will we give it back to the next king..." I see, the person who gave you that nucleus was the Marquis of Granze. "In a while, the king's capital will be besieged by enemy forces. Honestly, I can't expect the troops of the aristocrats who rush to be allies...... And you won't be able to make it anymore. I cannot sit on this throne like a king in history, under these circumstances, without a nucleus." There was a look on her face that she would never show in front of her subordinates. The cool smile I showed on the throne earlier turned into a laugh even when I was ready... the royal style, where room and majesty blended, seemed to be burning with rage like a fiery fire. With the beautiful Princess Ignitol's side distorted in remorse, I realized that the war situation was hopeless. "May I touch this ship? In addition to the Marquis of Granze, the enemy may also have one "Ten of Heavenly Extinction" and a powerful NPC "Mei Hao (Mei Hao) Ares". I wonder if he will tell me that it is a mastermind, and I inadvertently concentrate my discussion on the ship. To anticipate when to tell the princess who is ready to defeat what can also be described as a further chase...... "Good. If it is the hands of your ally Taro, let this' Iron Throne 'tremble with joy too" I got permission to soften up near the black, thick belly. Tough...... as an alchemist I am very concerned about how such a heavy object flies through the sky. "Ooh, ooh... Ig, little girl with no varnish blood, what can I do for you...? A squeaky voice that echoes directly into the brain from the hands touching the limp steel. I just freak out for a moment at the low sound of being a dead old man. "Wow. That... Could 'The Throne of Steel' be talking? When I carefully observe the ship and look around the whole thing, I apparently don't feel like the macho Ozi at the bow is talking. 'No, also. My name is "The Throne of Steel", which carries spinners of flames and thunder, hands, hands, rulers of the sky... " Seeing Princess Ignitol next door, she didn't seem to hear anything. What the hell is going on with this... I didn't have to think about it for a while, but it came pinning right away. I remember this feeling and experience very recently. Apparently, this is activated by Puppet Talking (Whisperer), an ability to talk to the Magic Doll. In other words, "The Throne of Steel" is, for once, classified as a magical guide doll. If the naked Odysan bronze statue at the end of that ship is a magical guide doll... will the entire ship connected also be treated as a magical guide doll? I can't hide my surprise and excitement that there are these forms of demon guidance dolls. "Uncle, could it be a magic doll? Ooh! Didn't you see an opportunity for this? "What do you like about" The Throne of Steel "? In the meantime, you should ask your preferences. "This is a strange thing to do... what I prefer, hope again, to go with the king to that sky..." I didn't expect to get my wishes back when I heard my preferences...... If it's about the sky, yeah. That's the only one. "What!? Is that sincere!? I once said no to Princess Ignitore and went to Miss Mithola, the wise man... I warped her using the 'Brooch of Christeries' to the 'Gem Growing Forest (Chris Theary)'.
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ไปŠใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŸใกใฏใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ™ใ่กŒใโ€•โ€•ใ€Œใปใ‰ใƒผใ‚‰ใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ฌใ‚ญๅ…ฑใŒใ‚! ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅฐ‘ใ—ใฏๅฒฉๅฆ–็ฒพใซ้–ขใ—ใฆ็™ฝ็Šถใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใƒผ?ใ€ ้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใฟใ“ใจใฐใ‚’ไธŠๅก—ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฒใฉใไธๅฟซใชๅฃฐใ€‚ ใฏใใฎๅฃฐใ‹ใ‚‰ๆปฒใฟๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ—œ่™ๅฟƒใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็Œซ......ใƒˆใƒฉใใ‚“ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€้›ขใ—ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰!? ็Œซใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก”ใซ็„ฆใ‚ŠใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณใ€ๆ‡‡้ก˜ใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€‘ใฎใŠไบŒๆ–นใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ—้”ใŒ็‹™ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ๆตใ‚Œใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใใ“ใฎๅŠไธปใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็Œซใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฏŽๅ›žใฒใฉใ„็›ฎใซๅˆใ†ใœใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใŸใฃใฆไฟบใ‚‰ใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใงใ‚‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ็Œซใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‰ใŠใ€ ใฏไธ‹ๅ‘ใŸๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅใใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใŒๆใ‚ใ—ใ„่„…ใ—ใจใชใฃใฆใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฎๅฟƒใซ็›ดๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็ŒซใฏHPใŒใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใจ......ใใฎ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ๅˆถ้™ๆ™‚้–“ๅ†…ใซ็”Ÿใ่ฟ”ใ‚‰ใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€2ๅบฆใจๅ†ไผšใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒๆŒใค่˜‡็”Ÿใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใฃใฆ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆœ‰ๅŠนใ‹ไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ€‚ ใพใ—ใฆใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฏ่˜‡็”Ÿใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ไบŒๅบฆใจใƒˆใƒฉๅ›ใจใฏไผšใˆใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฏใšใงใ™ใ€‚ ......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ่ƒธไธญใซๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๅพŒๆ‚”ใฎๆณขใŒๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใพใ™ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ‚„ไป–ใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใ†ใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ้†œใ„ๅซ‰ๅฆฌๅฟƒใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฎๅคงๅˆ‡ใช็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใฏใ‚ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใƒผใ‚„ใƒผใใƒผใ€ๆ•™ใˆใชใ„ใจใ‰ใŠใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ็Œซใฏๅ…จๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใœใˆใˆใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒใƒใƒƒใ€ใŸใ‹ใŒ็Œซใ”ใจใใง่ก€็›ธใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ ใชใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ใใƒผใ‚“ใชใซ็ŒซใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใ‹ใ‚ใใใ‚?ใ€ ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฆใใ†ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“......ใ€‚ ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ็”Ÿๆญปใ‚’ๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใซใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏ......ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆƒ…ๅ ฑ้€šใ‚Šใฎใ”ๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใชใ‚~ใ€ ๆŠตๆŠ—ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹็”ทๆ€ง ใใฃใจๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒใ˜็Šถๆณใงใ‚‚่ซฆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒฉๅ›ใŒๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’ใ€ๆ™‚้–“็จผใŽใงใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ๅฒฉๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใŠไผใˆใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ่งฃๆ”พใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰่ฉฑใ™! ่ฉฑใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใซๆ‡‡้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒผใƒƒใจ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹้ก”ใฎ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ ไธๆ„ใซๅฝผใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใŒใƒ‹ใƒใƒฃใƒชใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใซๆบใ‚‰ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚กใ‚ซใ ใชใ~! ้ ผใฟๆ–นใŒ้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€Ž ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆๅฎน่ตฆใชใใƒˆใƒฉๅ›ใ‚’โ€•โ€• ใ‚ถใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใ€ใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๅฒฉๅฆ–็ฒพใซใคใ„ใฆๆ•™ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ฌใ‚ญใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ใ€็Šถๆณ่ชญใ‚ใฆใ‚‹? ็†่งฃใงใใฆใ‚‹? ใฏใƒผใ„ใ€ๆฌกใ„ใใพใ—ใ‚‡~!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒผใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“!?ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒขใƒขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!?ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็ŒซใŒใ€ๅฝผใจๅฝผใฎไปฒ้–“ใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ใฏใ•ใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใ็Šถๆณใฏๆ‚ชๅŒ–ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ€ใพใ™......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚ใ„ใ‚‚ใใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ„ใชใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใ ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆ้จ’ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใฎๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใฟใŸใ„ๅฅดใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใชใ€‚้กžใฏๅ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใฃใฆใ‹ใ~! ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€้ป™ใฃใฆไฟบใ‚‰ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŸใกใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’็ขบไฟใ—ใฆ......ไบคๆธ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’็จผใ’ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใฎใซ......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ„ใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใชใ‚ŠใซๆŠ—ใ†ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ ่ฆšใˆใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ€ไปŠใฎใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎไธญใงใฏไธ€็•ชๅผทใ„้’้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใๅฃใšใ•ใฟใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใ้šฃใฎใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅผ“ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใฆใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๆ”พใจใ†ใจใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใƒ‹้€ฃๆ˜Ÿ็Ÿขใƒป ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใฏๅผทใ„่กๆ’ƒใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใ€่ปขๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใ™ใใซHPใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŸใฃใŸใฎไธ€็žฌใง3ๅ‰ฒใ‚‚ๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใซ้ฉšๆ„•ใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€้ก”ใฎ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃ1ใชใ~! ไฟบๆง˜ใซๅๆŠ—ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใใใ‚~!ใ€ ๅฝผใŒๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใฎๆ‹ณ้Šƒใซ่‰ฏใไผผใŸๆญฆๅ™จใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใŒ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงใใใ€้•ทใใ€้ˆ้‡ใใ†ใงๅŽŸๅง‹็š„ใ€‚ ใŸใถใ‚“ใ€็†พๅคฉ็จฎNPCใŒๆŒใคๆ‹ณ้Šƒใ‚ˆใ‚Šใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆ€ง่ƒฝ้ขใงใฏๅŠฃใฃใฆใ„ใใ†ใชไปฃ็‰ฉใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใƒผใ‚ตใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใญ~! ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใ‚ฝ็Œซใฉใ‚‚ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซใฏๆญปใ‚’ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚ฌใ‚ญๅ…ฑใซใฏไฟบใ‚‰ใซ้€†ใ‚‰ใ†ใจใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใฃใฆ่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚’ๅˆปใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใž~ใ€ ๆ‰‹ใ‚‚่ถณใ‚‚ๅ‡บใšใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅคงๅˆ‡ใช็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚
315 311 Stories A Girl Sad Of Exclusive Greed "Oh? How's Mr. Connoe..." The first person to notice the anomaly was Mr. Lily. She uses kushi and her right forefoot in her graceful work to get her gold hairy. Lily, who became a gem cat thanks to an item given to her by Heavenly Master, said she wanted to use her online (co) work to find a way to eliminate the dispute between Black and White Cats. "Konoe, but...? When you hear that name, a little discomfort will gush out of the back of your chest. "Yeah, you're traveling somewhere else with the women earlier... oh, it's a despicable village" To the Supreme Existential Heavenly Master, Kingsguard, who seems to have some complicated emotions. He was also attracted to the brilliance of Heavenly Man. It was a trail of the Kingsguard Shrine family, so it was treated calmly on the surface... At first, he seemed uncomfortable and sincerely disgusted, and now he is completely aware of Shintaro... Heavenly Master. "Really... let it go" I don't want to be as close to Heavenly Man as possible. Such is my desire for exclusivity that brings my head. "Right. You don't have to worry about boys who have chosen women with no such elegance shards than me." What can I say, Lily sets one of the eight water mirrors to remain Connoe-kun's partner cat perspective. This isn't about Konoe. It's just that the Mercenaries (Clan) [Maiden Society] are people who have been involved in fairy balls, so they're just a little suspicious and watchful. "Something... is going to be disturbing..." "Yes. You're intertwined with three lords." If you observe for a while, you will notice that two female maiden mercenaries (players) and Konoe have a dangerous atmosphere with multiple male mercenaries (players). "... if you need anything from Mr. Connoe..." Mr. Lily's whining is the same as my going thought. "... Heavenly Master, you grieve" "You have no choice. Looks like it's just around the corner." "Yes, we can manage without bothering you, Heavenly One." There are 3 male mercenaries (players). In contrast, we have three and two total five. This one is advantageous in number. Why don't you let Konoe get closer to Heavenly Man? It could be ugly jealousy, or it could be an extra monopoly craving. But even I... have been watching Shintaro for a long time, beside Heavenly Master. I can't easily give this thought away to someone. Besides, I am growing up compared to when I met Heavenly Master. You can't always rely on Heavenly Man to cut it off. As a child tame or a partner. So Mr. Lily and I alone can do something about it. I say that strongly to myself, and I run to Konoe with my partner cat Momo. It was us who rushed to help Konoe. "Heavenly Master! Oh, my God! Konoe... that creepy informant took Konoe's cat hostage... ' In the end, I asked the Heavenly Master for help. While falling into self-loathing, I still fly a friend chat to Heavenly Master with all my heart wanting to help Cat. "What? Where are the Minas now? "I'll be right there -" Oh, look, look. What do you say, kids? Now you're willing to make a little confession about the Rock Fairy? Applying the phrase only to the trusty Heavenly Master is a terribly offensive voice. A shadowy mercenary (player) on his face exposes his feelings of abuse seeping out of his voice and grabs Konoe's partner cat... Tra-kun. "Could you let me go?!? The cat has nothing to do with it! It is only natural that Mr. Lily's face will be in a hurry and a plea. Besides... the two of you [the Maiden Society] seem to have fled early, and it has become a stream for Konoe and us to be targeted. "Hey, kid there. Even if you made a new partner cat, it suits you badly every time. Yeah, yeah. How dare we find you and kill your cat over and over again? Ooh." An unnamed mercenary (player) throws up an inferior dialogue, the content of which becomes a terrible threat and strikes Konoe directly into his mind. Partner cats say they run out of HP...... if they don't bring that cat back to life within the time limit, they won't be able to see each other again. The only means, even the resuscitation item that Heavenly Master has, is not known to be valid for Cat. Well, Konoe won't know you have resuscitation items, so if she kills you, she must think she'll never see you again, tiger. ... a wave of intense regret pushes through my chest. From the beginning, this would not have happened if we had wished to cooperate with Heavenly Master and other friends. Driven by ugly jealousy, I can't believe I'm about to lose Konoe's precious cat... "Ha-ha-ha, if you don't tell me, oh, you cats are gonna be wiped out. Yeah. Kuhaha, it's a kid to change his blood phase when he's a cat. For you guys, what's so important about cats? Ah? Normally fighting is unlikely to win...... Not to mention that if they gripped the cat's life and death, there's nothing we can do... "Thank you for your well-informed response." I look back at the male mercenaries (players) who mock us for not showing a willingness to resist, at least because they don't want to lose just their feelings. Because I'm sure if you're Heavenly, you'll know you won't give up in the same situation. So, tiger, look for ways you can help, buy time, or do anything. "Uh, will the cat let you go if I give you information about Mr. Rock Fairy? "Then I'll talk! I'll talk to you, give me back my tiger! A faceless mercenary (player) who looks jealously at Konoe, who pleads desperately. It sways like his mouth inadvertently made a niche and spread a grin. "It's silly! I'm asking you differently." Don't kill the next (...) cat, "right? That's what I'm talking about, tiger. Zackli and I cleaved it with a short knife, and I... "It's natural to teach about rock fairies anymore. You guys are so kid after all. Wow, can you read the situation? Do you understand? Yes, let's go next!" "Mr. Goldie!? There will be a scream from Mr. Lily. That's the same for me. "Momo!? Mr. Lily and my partner cat will be held in the hands of him and his people. When, and I don't have time to question, the situation gets worse,...... "It's about time, you fucking hilarious guys. He's an angel. What a noise. You're just a bunch of guys like shit surrounding him. They call their friends! Shit seems like shit, you just have to shut up and follow us." Heavenly Master would have calmly kept the cats safe... and bought them time to negotiate... and this would not work for me either. Then I have no choice but to resist me. Quickly mumble the strongest blue magic chant in me right now, which I have just remembered. In response, Lily, right next door, also tries to release her abilities with a bow. "" Nilian Star Arrow/Blunt "-" But at the same time we are struck by a strong shock and fall. If you check HP right away, you'll be nothing short of stunned that it's been cut by 30% in just a moment. Before you question what you did, look and guess what the faceless mercenary (player) has in his hand. "Yes, penalty one! I showed you my willingness to disobey!" What he had in his right hand was a weapon that closely resembled the pistol of [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns]. Bigger, longer, dull and primitive than the weapons shown by Ten of Heavenly Extinction. Probably a substitution that seems to be very inferior in performance to the pistol held by the Xuantian species NPC...... "Then I'll chop it up! I'll carve a memory of what happens to these fucking cats when they turn their bodies against us, you kids!" I had no hands, no legs, I just lost my precious cats in front of me.
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ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๆœจๆœญใซๆใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๅคงๆจนใฎ็ตตใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงไปฐใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿๆถฏใฎๅ‹ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๆˆฆ้™ฃใฎ่ฆ็Ÿณใ‚ˆโ€•โ€•ๆ‹™่€…ใฎๅˆƒใจใชใ‚Šใฆใ€ใ„ใ–้“ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้–‹ใ‹ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๆ–‡่จ€ใ‚’ๅใใคใคใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธก่„šใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใซ่…ฐใ‚’ๆทฑใ่ฝใจใ—ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ž˜ใซใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ ็™ฝใ่ผใๅˆƒใŒใ€ไธ€็žฌใง่…ฐใฎ้ž˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€็›ฎใซใ‚‚ๆญขใพใ‚‰ใฌ้€Ÿใ•ใงๅˆ€ใฏๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•้–ƒใ‹ใฎๅคชๅˆ€็ญ‹ใŒ้’ใ„่ผใใจๅ…ฑใซ็ฉบ้–“ใซๆฎ‹็•™ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๆญฃๆ–นๅฝขใฎ่ทกใ‚’ใใฃใใ‚Šใจๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐดใฎๆตใ‚Œใซๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ‹ใ‚Œ......ไธ‡ๆฎฟใ€ๆตใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ ใจใ€ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎใ‚‚ๆŸใฎ้–“ใ€ใใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใŒใพใ‚‹ใงๆœฌใฎใƒšใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ใ‚ใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒšใƒญใƒชใจๅ‰ฅใŒใ‚Œ่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ˆใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใซใฏโ€•โ€• ๅฑ‹ๅฐใฎไธฆใถใ€ใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใฎไผšๅ ดใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ•ใฃใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ใ€Ž็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใ€ใฎใฟใชใฎใ—ใ‚…ใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๅฎตใฏ ใ€Œ......ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ–ใ‚€ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ‹ใฃใ“ใ„ใ„ใ€ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ็ต็•Œ้ญ”ๆณ•......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใงใใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจใ—ใฆๅฎŸ่ฃ…ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅ–ๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œ้ƒจ้šŠ่ฆๆจกใงใฎๅณๆ™‚้€ฒ่ปใจ็งปๅ‹•......ๆˆฆ่ก“็š„ใซๅคงใใชๅค‰้ฉใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใฎๆ–นใ€ใ‚ใ„ใ‚„ๅพ…ใŸใ‚Œใ‚ˆใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ไฟบใ‚‚ไพ‹ใซๆผใ‚Œใšใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใจไธ€็ท’ใซใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šๅ ดใธใฎไธ€ๆญฉใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธๆ„ใซใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้Š€ใฎ็•ฐ้‚ฆไบบใฎ็ซฅๅฅณใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใŠใ‚Œ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏๅ‹้”ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใฏ็ฒพ้œŠใฎ็ซฅๅฟƒใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใฏ็ฒพ้œŠใฎๆบใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฆ–็ฒพใฏ้•ทใ„ๅนดๆœˆใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ€ๆˆ้•ทใ—ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจไธ€ไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚†ใ‘ใฐใ€ใŠใฎใšใจใใฎๅŠ›ใฏๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฒพ้œŠใธใจ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใฏ็ฒพ้œŠใฎๅญไพ›ใ€ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ™ใ”ใ„่ฒด้‡ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’็ช็„ถใซๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่žใ้€ƒใ™ใพใ„ใจใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่‡ชๆˆ‘ใฏ่–„ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไบบๆ ผใ‚„ๅ€‹ๆ€งใŒๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“......่‡ช็„ถใจไธ€ไฝ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใ€ๅคšใใฎใƒขใƒŽใจ็ฒพ็ฅžใ‚’ๅ…ฑ้€šใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œ็จ€ใซ่‡ชๆˆ‘ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ๅผทๅคงใชๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚‚ใŠใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ใ€ ใ‚’ๅคงไบ‹ใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚„ใŒใฆ็ฒพ้œŠใซใชใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใฌใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใซใ“ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใจ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ไธ€ไบบใงใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใƒผใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่กŒใใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๆ—ขใซใ‚ใฃใกใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ฅใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ญใ‚ฃใƒณใจๅˆ€่บซใŒ้ž˜ใซๅŽใพใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅ–ๅพ—ๆกไปถใฏใ€็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒๅคงใใ้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!? ใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ๆœ—ๅ ฑใ ......ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฎ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ! ใ€Œใงใฏใ€้”่€…ใงใฎใ…ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใฃใ€ ใƒˆใƒณใƒƒใจ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใฏใบใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉบ้–“ใฎๅฅฅใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ‘ใฐใ€ใใ“ใฏๆ—ขใซใ€Žใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใ€ใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ€ใชใซใ“ใ“!?ใ€ ็ฉบ้–“ใฎๆ‰‰ใฏ้–‰ใ˜ใ€ใใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใซใ€Ž้ขจใฎ ๅœฐ้ขใ‚‚ใชใซใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฎไผšๅ ดๅ†…ใฏใ€็พๅฎŸใฎๅคœไธƒๆ™‚ใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใพใ ้™ฝใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคช้™ฝใฎๅ‚พใๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉๅค•ๆ–นๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ—ฅใฎไธ‹ใซ็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„็ฅญใ‚Šไผšๅ ดใฏใ€ไปŠใ‚„ ใ€Œไฟบ้”ใ€ๆตฎใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅœฐ้ขใŒ้€ๆ˜Ž? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใตใ‚ใฃใจใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ......้ขจใŒไฟบ้”ใ‚’็ฉบไธญๆตฎ้Šใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ้ซ˜ๅบฆ30ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ‰ๅพŒใ€‚ ็œผไธ‹ใซใฏ็ท‘่ฑŠใ‹ใชๆœจใ€…ใ‚„่‰ๅŽŸใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใพใšใ€ใ€Ž้ขจใฎ ใŠๅฏบใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้“ๅ ดใฃใฝใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎๅฎถๅฑ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใœใฒใจใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆไธญใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿณ็•ณใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้“ใŒไผธใณใฆใ„ใฆใ€้ณฅๅฑ…ใ‚‰ใ—ใ้–€ใ‚’้ŽใŽใŸ่พบใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ÿณ็•ณใŒๆฌก็ฌฌใซไธ€ๆฎตไธ€ๆฎตใจไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๅœฐ้ขใธใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใใฎ็ŸณๅบŠใฎไธ€ๆžšไธ€ๆžšใ‚‚ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็Ÿณ้“ใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธก่„‡ใซ่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฑ‹ๅฐใ‚‚ใทใ‹ใทใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธ€ๅฟœใ€็Ÿณ็•ณไปฅๅค–ใฎ้ซ˜ๅบฆใฏใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅ‡่กกใ‚’ไฟใŸใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใชๅทฎ็•ฐใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใพใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใจๅปบ็‰ฉใ€็‰ฉไฝ“ใ”ใจๆตฎใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ„่ญ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไธ‰ใคใฎๅฐๅฑฑใฏใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€Ž็ซใฎ ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉไฟบ้”ใŒๆตฎ้Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฎๅฐๅฑฑใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ‰ใค่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซใฎ ใฏใ€ใถใซใถใซใฃใจใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฟใŸใ„ใชๆฐด? ใฎๅฑฑใ ใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใฎใ‹ใชใใƒผใ€‚ๆœจใ‚‚ๆฐด่‰ฒใงใ†ใซใ‚‡ใ‚‰ใƒผใฃใฆใ‚ผใƒชใƒผใฟใŸใ„......ใ‚ใ‚Œใƒผ? ๅทใชใฎใ‹ใชใใ€็œŸใ‚“ไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆน–ใซๆฐดใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใƒผใ€ ใฏใ€ใ‚“ใ‚“ใฃ? ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฑฑ้ ‚ใซใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฑ‹ๅฐใŒไธฆใ‚“ใงใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใจใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๅ„ ใ ใ‘่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ๅฑฑใ€้ขจๅŠ›ใŒๅœŸๅฐใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆœ‰ๅˆฉใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ ใ€Œๅ•†ๅฃฒใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใƒŠใƒณใƒœใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใฎ็ซ‹ๅœฐๆกไปถใฏๆœ€้ซ˜็ดšใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆๅ›žใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใช......ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅ•†ๅฃฒใฉใ“ใ‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใฆ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ‡......ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฎๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใซๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ€ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ในใคใซ......ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ“ใงใ€ใฏใ„ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชๅ•†ๆˆฆใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„? ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใจๅ…ฑ้€šใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ๆŽฅๅฎขใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใฆใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ็ซใ‚„ๆฐดใ€ๅœŸใฎ็คพใพใงๅ…จ้ƒจๅ›žใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฟ‘่พบใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใชๆๆกˆใ ...... ใ€Œใ‚„......ใงใ‚‚ใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ„ใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃ! ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใใชใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅฑ‹ๅฐใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏ็ง้”ใซไปปใ›ใฆใƒผใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅญๆง˜ใฎใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใฏ็ฆ็‰ฉใงใ™ใ“ใจใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฎๆดžๅฏŸๅŠ›ใ‚„็€็œผ็‚นใชใ‚‰ใ€้ข็™ฝใ„็™บ่ฆ‹ใ‚„ใŠๅœŸ็”ฃ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ้–ฃไธ‹ใฏใŠใใคใ‚ใŽใใ ใ•ใ„! ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒ้™ณๅˆ—ไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’ๅฎŒ้‚่‡ดใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใ•ใฃใ่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ็ณปใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟƒ้…ใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ˜ใ‚ƒPvPใซใฏ็™บๅฑ•ใ—ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฃ! ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ่พบใ‚Šใชใ‚‰ๅ–œใณใใ†ใชใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ™ใ—! ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฎไป˜ใๆทปใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใกใใจ็ฅžๅฎ˜ใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใงๆฑบใพใ‚Šใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใฎๆๆกˆใซ่ณ›ๆˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏ้ ๆ…ฎใฎๆ–ญใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฉŸใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚’็”˜ใ‚„ใ‹ใ—้ŽใŽใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็”˜ใˆใฆใฃใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ๆตฎใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงๆตฎใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฃ!ใ€ ๅฑ‹ๅฐใ‚„้šŽๆฎตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ๆœจใ€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ! ็ŸณๅบŠใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใฆๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎ......ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€ŒไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ‰ใƒณใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Š้›ขใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบบใ”ใฟใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฏใใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅคงๅค‰ใ‚ˆใ‰ใƒณใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œ่ฆ‹ใฆ! ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸๆœจใ !ใ€ ็ท‘ใฎ่‰ฒใŒใคใ„ใŸใ€้ขจ? ใŒๅฐใ•ใช็ซœๅทปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žบๆ—‹็Šถใซๅนใๅ›žใ‚Šใ€ๆœจใ‚’่ฑกใฃใŸๅฝข็Šถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž้ขจใฎๆœจใ€ใจใงใ‚‚ๅ‘ผในใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใง่ฉฆใ—ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจโ€•โ€• ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“!?ใ€ ๆ‰‹ใŒ้ขจใซ็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅธใ„ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎใพใพไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใ€Ž้ขจใฎๆœจใ€ใฎ่ปŒ้“ใซๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่บซไฝ“ใ”ใจๅทปใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใฃใ€ ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒใ‚ฐใƒซใ‚ฐใƒซใจๅ›ž่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏๅคฉ้ซ˜ใใ€่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใใใใ......ใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ‚ณใƒฌใ€ ไธŠ็ฉบใธใจๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚ˆใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใ ใŒใ€้™ใ‚Šใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ๅœฐ้ขใจใ„ใ†ใ‹......ไบบใ€…ใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้ขจใฎ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ไปŠใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅญใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆœจใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใซ่งฆใฃใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใใ†ใ !ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ ใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ“ใžใฃใฆไป–ใฎ ใ€ๅ‘จ่พบใซ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ขจใฎๆตใ‚ŒใŒ่จญๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใชใœใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€็คพใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆ€’ๅทใฎๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฃ! ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจใŠ็คพ่ฆ‹ๅญฆใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ˆ่ตฐใ‚Šใ™ใŽใชใ„ใงใญใ‡ใ‚“?ใ€
The samurai of the elf (Takeshi) nodded aloud, confirming the painting of the great tree on the wood plaque. "A lifelong friend, a stone to battle - a blade of awkwardness that will not open the way." While spitting such wording, Mr. Elf opened his legs. Then he dropped his hips deeply, sheathed his left hand, and attached his right hand to the pattern (s), and removed the structure of his abode (yes). Then, having responded to his voice, the white sphere, called the Spirit, drifting with the hoof, was assimilated to a knife that was different from his waist. I wondered if the white, shining blade had been pulled out of the sheath of my hips in an instant, and the knife waved at an unstoppable speed to my eyes. Some flashing fat muscle lingered in space with a blue glow, which left a square trace neat. "There is nothing against the flow of water... to this company, Lord Wan." And, while I noticed it, the space peeled off as if turning the pages of the book. And in the space that was turned, Street lined, festival venues were spreading. "Come on, come on in, everyone from The Hundred Rides of Night. The Awkward will welcome you tonight." "...... elf annoying, cool" I squirm unexpectedly. Everyone did the same in my opinion. "This is the magic of the junction..." "If I could do that, it would be amazing" "Is it implemented as a skill? "I wonder how you can get it." "Immediate marching and mobility on a troop scale... is going to make a big difference tactically! "Oh, no, wait." I didn't leak as an example either, and when I tried to take a step to the festival hall with everyone, the elves accidentally called me out. She's a silver Gentile girl. "Um, could it be me? "Ah, yes. Hu is a friend." "Fairies are the hearts and minds of spirits." "Huh?" "Fairies are the source of spirits. Fairies grow over time, grow and integrate with nature, and their power grows every step of the way. If you do, you will evolve into a Spirit..." "Is the fairy a child of the Spirit, ..." They suddenly throw awesome valuable information at me and I get confused. Still, if you miss hearing it, keep your focus on what the elves say. "Now, the fairy's self is going to fade. In other words, you lose your personality and personality." Hmmm...... because it integrates with nature and makes a lot of stuff and spirit in common? "Some fairies boast mighty power, leaving their selves rarely. They are called Fairy Kings (Obeiron) and Fairy Queens (Quints)." "He will take care of his fringe with the fairies. The day may come when you will become a spirit." I snort at the dusty, laughing elves, of course. "Hey, Taro. What are you talking about bumps all by yourself? "Look - I'm just gonna go, okay? Shaking night and Evening Fai rush me to peek my face here, having already finished traveling to that space over there. Once again, the sound of Kim and her body fitting into the sheath rings. When was Mr. Elf pulling out the knife? Are the conditions for acquiring knife skills a big part of intelligence!? If so, this is awesome good news... it wasn't just the alchemy skill success rate that influenced the intelligence of the status! "Well, you're a master." "Ah, yes." I was pushed to the back, and I jumped into the back of a filled space. Turn around, there was already no view of the 'village of Comgi' there. "Wow, what's here!? The door of the space was closed, and beyond it a company of the wind was built. In a place where there is nothing on the ground, as if it were floating. Inside the venue of the event, unlike seven o'clock on a real night, the yang was still there. From the inclination addition and subtraction of the sun, it would be just around the corner in the evening. The bright festival venue lit up under such a day was now full of mercenaries (players). "Are we floating? "The ground is transparent? No, but this fluffy feeling, isn't it on the ground? "Wind Company... the wind is making us float in the air!? Around 30 meters altitude. You can see lush trees and meadows under your eyes. "I don't know, I'm restless" First, there is also an old-fashioned wooden building called "Windy House". This is a Japanese house that feels more like a dojo than a temple. I'd love to come in and take a peek inside. There is a path stretched out of such a building made of cobblestone, and from the area past the birdhouse-like gate, the cobblestone is gradually descending step by step, approaching the real ground... every single piece of that stone floor is floating in space. The stalls set aside on both sides are also puffy so as to sandwich such stone roads. For once, altitudes other than cobblestones, all seem to be kept in equilibrium, but there are subtle differences that make us aware that this is floating with us again, building, object by object. "What are those three hills?" "Probably" Fire Company "," Water Company "," Earth Company ". Three mountains just as tall as where we're floating can be seen from here. "The Fire Company, what the hell! A mountain of fire! "Is the water company slimmer? It's a mountain! "I wonder if it feels like a waterbed. The trees are also watery and like jelly...... eh? I wonder if it's a river. There's water in the middle of the lake." "The dirt company, huh? It's kind of on a normal mountaintop, with regular stalls lined up! Yuichi and Shizuku share their thoughts on the characteristics of each company (do it). "The wind company, the invisible mountains, the wind is the foundation." "This could be advantageous, Yu" "Right, Koo." "Business is prominently numbered." "The location of the 'stall' is the finest, isn't it? It's the right place for me." Hmm. I want to look around a lot. "That said... in this state, the atmosphere is that it's not a place of commerce for a while? "That's right... we're all obsessed with walking in the event area" "So Tallo. You want to take a walk, don't you? "No, stick..." But here, yes, it is. I can't say. Everybody's in the mood today for a commercial war. Tallo, why don't you just come by the wind house and see how it goes? Share a common topic with your customers and purchase information so they can serve you well. It's going to take a hell of a lot of time if they turn all the way to the fire, water and dirt companies, so can we just ask around here for a favor? What a fascinating suggestion... I guess Shaking Night (Koya) and Evening Fai (Yuki) are just suggesting to me with care... but I also feel a little bit like being treated like a child. "Ya... but..." "Yikes, Yikes! Taro, look at this." We'll take care of the stalls. "To your child Taro, patience is forbidden, right? "If Mr. Taro's insight or focus is likely to bring interesting discoveries and souvenir stories," "Your Excellency, relax! We will complete the display mission! "I just tried that, but it doesn't seem to activate the offensive abilities. So I guess you don't have to worry about that, do you? "The early story is that this neighborhood doesn't develop into a PvP." "Well, Heavenly Man! The Wind Fairy Hu is going to have a lot of spots around here that look delightful! Why don't you go check out the festival for a minute? "Alas, then the accompaniment of the angel Cucumber. Wow, it's up to you everywhere and the cleric Cucumber." With my mouth shut and everyone agreeing to Evening Fai's proposal, I lost the opportunity to put in a reluctant no. Wouldn't you all spoil me too much? "Well, sweeten your words, then." "After all, it feels strange. It looks like it's floating. It's not floating. This feeling! Except where there are stalls and stairs, they are surrounded by things like trees. "Heavenly Lord! It's okay to stay off the stone floor..." "You two and Moon, don't stay too far apart. This crowd makes it tough if it gets out of the way." "Yes, George. Or look at this! It's a tree! Green colored, wind? blew around in a spiral like a small tornado, shaped like a tree. Can I even call this a 'wind tree'? I'm kind of interested in trying it out. "Angel Cucumber!? His hands were sucked in to be tangled up in the wind, and he was forced into the orbit of The Wind Tree at once as it was. I was wound up physically. "Ko, this is haha" As my vision rotated with glue, I rose to heaven. "Wow, wow... that's amazing here" It was me who was flown to the sky, but the descent was calm. Slowly, the ground... descends near the Wind Company where people are standing. "Hey, did you see that cute kid jump right now? "Something like that tree, didn't you touch it? "I'll try, too. Sounds kind of funny! "Oops, I'll give it a try" You were watching me and you were sure it was safe, and all the other mercenaries (players) touched the Wind Tree and flew one after the other. Apparently, wind flow was set to fall around the Wind Company. And I don't know why, but the company hears intense anger. "Ha! It's a tour of the company with Heavenly Master! "Hey, Angel Wow, don't get too ahead of me, huh?
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ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚1็•ชใฎๅฎ‰ๅฟƒๆ„Ÿใจๅฟƒๅผทใ•ใ‚’ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฏใฏใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅผฑ้Ÿณ......ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใพใ‚‹ใง้ ่ท้›ขๆ‹ๆ„›ใงๆ‚ฉใ‚€ๅฅณๅญใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ›ใฐใ€ไฟบใฏ่ปขๆ ก็”Ÿใฃใฆใฎใ‚’ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใฎไธ€่ˆฌ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจใฏใ€็ช“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€ๅ…‰ใ‚’้ฎใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใŒใฒใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็…งๆ˜Žใ‚‚ๅฟ…่ฆๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใŒใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒช่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆš—้—‡ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใจใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใฟใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ“ใซๆฎตๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ๅ็›ฎไธŠใจใฏใ„ใˆไฟบใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใ€ๅฐใ•ใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใŒไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ•ๆ„ŸใซๅฏŸ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใฎไธ€่ˆฌ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใŒใ›ใฃใ‹ใ็”จๆ„ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซใ€ไธๆบ€ใ’ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฏๅคฑ็คผใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ—......ไฟบใฎๆŒ™ๅ‹•ใง็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใฎ่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธป่ณ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใŒ้€€ๅฑˆใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ™‚ใŒใŸใฆใฐไธ€็•ชใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’่ขซใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Ž้€€ๅฑˆใชๅ‚ฌใ—ใ‚’ใ—ใŸ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿใ€ใŸใกใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใฏๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๆช€ไธŠใ‚’ใ€ๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ไบŒ้šŽใฎ็‰น็ญ‰ๅธญใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใ€็ดใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้ †ใงๆœ€ๅ‰ๅˆ—ใซ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’็ชบใˆใฐใ€ๅฎถๆ ผใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ไบบใŸใกใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ”ไปคๅฌขใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซไฟบใŸใกใฎใ™ใๆจชใซใฏ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใฆใ€้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏๅŒใ˜ๅˆ—ใซไธฆใถใ“ใจใ‚’้ ๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆ็€ๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใซใกใฏใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ใพใ‚ใญใ€‚ไปใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎใŸใ‚ใฎๅ‚ฌใ—ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใšใซใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ€ ใใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจใซใฏๅคšใใฎๅœจๅญฆ็”ŸใŸใกใŒ็€ๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไป–ใฎๅญฆ็ง‘ใงใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใšใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใฏ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใŒไธ€็•ชไบบๆฐ—ใชใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ก›ใฏใ€ไปใ•ใ‚“ใจไปฒใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใญใ€ ใตใจใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฎไผš่ฉฑใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒŠใƒซ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใฆใฃใใ‚Šใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ้›ขใ‚Œใฆไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซ......ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่ชค็ฎ—ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ†ใ€็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏไฟบใŒๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠใพใงใ€ๅฟ…่ฆๆœ€ไฝŽ้™ไปฅๅค–ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็ตถๅฏพใซใ—ใฆใ“ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅŸทๆ‹—ใซ็ตกใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๆ–ญ็„ถใƒžใ‚ทใ ใ—ใ€่ปขๆ กใ™ใ‚‹ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸๅ…ƒๅ‡ถใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผในใ‚‹ๅฝผใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ้ฟใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ……ๅˆ†ใซๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ๆป…ๅคšใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ“ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป–ๆ„›ใฎใชใ„ไผš่ฉฑใชใฉ็š†็„กใงใ‚ใฃใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใฆใฉใ†ใ„ใ†้ขจใฎๅนใๅ›žใ—ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใฎๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’ใŠใใณใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ•ใšใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ่…นใฎๅ†…ใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ในใ็‚Ž้ซชใฎ่ฒดๅ…ฌๅญใธ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงไปฅใฃใฆ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ใ”ๆฉŸๅซŒ้บ—ใ—ใ‚…ใ†ๅญ˜ใ˜ใพใ™ใ€‚่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใจใฏใ€ๅถ็„ถใซใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜่ถฃๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใคใจ็™บ่ฆšใ—ใพใ—ใฆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎๅฐ†ๆฅใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‹่€…ๅŒๅฃซใ€่ฆชไบคใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ้ข็™ฝใใ†ใชใŠ่ฉฑใงใ™ใญใ€‚่ฟ‘่ก›ใ€ไปใ•ใ‚“ใจใฏใฉใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅ…ฑ้€šใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใ‚’ๅ—œใ‚€ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็š‡ๅคชๅญใฏไฟบใจใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠใจๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚ŒใฐไธŠๆ‰‹ใใฏใใ‚‰ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅฏŸ็Ÿฅใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ•ขใˆใฆ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใฃใ€‚ไปใ•ใ‚“ใฏ......ใญใ€็ŒซใŒใŠๅฅฝใใชใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‚ไปฅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็Œซใ‚’ๅฅฝใ„ใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใฏ่‹ฅๅนฒ็กฌใ„ๅฃฐใง็š‡ๅคชๅญใธ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€็Œซใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ใŸใกใŒใ‚ˆใๆ•™ๅฎคๅ†…ใงไผš่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ‰ใฏๅ›ใŸใกใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ€ใ‚„ใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ˜่ชžใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚็Œซๅฅฝใใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใจ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ไฟบใŸใกใŒๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚„ใ‚‹~! ใจใ‹่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰้ขๅ€’ๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใ‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ„‰ๅฟซใช็š‡ๅคชๅญใŒใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฃใฆใŠ่ฉฑใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๅคšๅฟ™ใ™ใŽใฆใƒใƒˆใ‚ฒใชใ‚“ใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆš‡ใŒใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉ......็Ž‹ไฝ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๆจฉใŒไฝŽใ„ใจใฏใ„ใˆใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ็š‡ๅคชๅญใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็„ก็†ใซใงใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ......่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ๅ‘ๅฑˆใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’้–“้•ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใจ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎไผš่ฉฑใซๅ‰ฒใฃใฆๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€ใŠๆˆฏใ‚Œใ‚’ใ€‚ๅด‡้ซ˜ใชใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒ่€ณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ่ถฃๅ‘ณใงใฏใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰? ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅด‡้ซ˜ใชใ‚‹็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏ ใ“ใ“ใžใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ่žใ่€ณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ไนๅŸŽไปคๅฌขใŒๅ’Žใ‚ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใถใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใงใ€ไฟบใฎ็™บ่จ€ใฏ่‰ฏใใชใ„่ถฃๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ้š ใ—ใŸใ„ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใงๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใฏใƒใ‚ฏใƒใ‚ฏใจไฟบใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅฅฝๆ„Ÿๅบฆใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใ€‚ใใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅƒ•ใซใฏ็›ธๅฟœใ—ใใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๆฐ‘ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใซใฏๆ™‚ใซๅŸŽไธ‹ใธใจ่ตดใใ€ๅธ‚ไบ•ใฎๅฃฐใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚ˆใจ้™›ไธ‹ใฏ่จ€ใ†......้ซ˜่ฒดใช่บซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ‚†ใˆใซ็งใŸใกใซใจใฃใฆใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใฅใ‚‰ใ„ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ใ€ไปใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใฎ็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆ•ขใˆใฆใŠๅฟใณใงๅŸŽไธ‹ใซใใ‚Šใ ใ™็Ž‹ๆ—็š„ใ”่ถฃๅ‘ณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณไธๆ˜Žใชใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฎฟไธ‹ใซใใ†ใพใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ€ไนๅŸŽใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅฃใ‚’ใคใ‚€ใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎ่ฟฝๆฑ‚ใฏๆฎฟไธ‹ใฎ่จ€ใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ๅ†…ๅฎนใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใฎใฏใ€ใใฎใ”่ถฃๅ‘ณใ‚’ๅƒ•ใซใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็‚นใงใ™ใ€ ๅ“€ๆ„ๆผ‚ใ†ๅ„šใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใงไฟบใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ๆฎฟไธ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใŸใ‚‹ใฏใ™ใ•ใพใ˜ใ„็ ดๅฃŠๅŠ›ใงใ€ใ‚ใพใŸใฎไปคๅฌขใ‚’่™œใซใ—ใฆใใŸใจๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆƒณๅƒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏๅซ‰ๅฆฌใฎๅฏพ่ฑกใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใŒใช! ใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณ็Ž‹ๅญใ‚’ๅœฐใงใ„ใใ“ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพ่ชžใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ไปใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฐ‹ใญใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใ€ ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่‰ถใ‚ใใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๅฃฐใŒไธ็ฉใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’็ดกใใ€‚ ็š‡ๅคชๅญใฏๅฆ™ใซไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใŸๆง˜ๅญใงใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใฏๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ๅˆๅ›ณใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๆš—ใ„ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๅ‡ฆ็†ใ™ใ‚‹้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅฃ‡ไธŠใฎๅน•ใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Œใฐ็…งๆ˜Žใฎ็œฉใ•ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใฎ้ฅใ‹ๆ˜”โ€•โ€•ๅงซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹2ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒใ„ใŸโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆœ—ใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ใƒŠใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ‚‹ใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ไบˆๅ…†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆไฝ“่‚ฒ้คจใซ้ŸฟใๆธกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŠใŠ! ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡! ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅงซๅ›ใฏๆ‚ช่พฃ้ž้“ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ!ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅ…‰ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅงซๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ใŠๆ•‘ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Žๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใซใ—ใฆโ€•โ€•ใ€ ๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใฏ่‡ณใฃใฆใ‚ทใƒณใƒ—ใƒซใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅงซๅ›ใ‚’2ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ™ใจใ„ใฃใŸใŠ่ฉฑใ ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซ้…ๆ…ฎใ—ใŸใฎใ‹่‹ฑๅ›ฝใฎไผ็ตฑใ‚’้‡ใ‚“ใ˜ใŸใ€็Ž‹้“ใฎ้จŽๅฃซ็‰ฉ่ชžใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ“ใฎๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใฏใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๆผ”ๅŠ‡ใจใฏใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไปฃ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ใชใซใ›็™ปๅ ดไบบ็‰ฉใฎๅ…จใฆใŒใ€Ž ็‰นใซใ™ใ”ใ„ใฎใฏใ€ไธปไบบๅ…ฌใŸใกใงใ‚ใ‚‹2ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซๅฝนใฎๆผ”่€…ใ ใ€‚ ็ซ‹ใกใฏใ ใ‹ใ‚‹ๆ•ตใ‚’ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใจๅˆ‡ใ‚Šไผใ›ใ€ๆฎดใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅฟซ้€ฒๆ’ƒใฏๆ‰‹ใซๆฑ—ๆกใ‚‹่ฟซ็œŸใฎใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใƒˆใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†็ทด็ฟ’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใใ“ใพใงใ‚ฏใ‚ชใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใƒใƒˆใƒซใ‚ทใƒผใƒณใ‚’ๅ†็พใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏๅธธใซ็›ฎๆทฑใชใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่ขซใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็ด ้ก”ใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็Šถๆ…‹ใงๅ››ๆ–นๅ…ซๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟซใ‚Šๆฅใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅฝนใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ•ใฐใๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฉšๅ˜†ใซๅ€คใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎ้‹ๅ‹•้‡ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆฏๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใ่ˆžๅฐใงใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๆผ”่€…ใจๅฃฐๅ„ชใฏๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่ˆžๅฐ่ฃใฎๆ‹…ๅฝ“่€…ใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚Œใฐใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆๆ˜Ž็žญใซๅฐ่ฉžใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚โ€•โ€•ใพใŸใ—ใฆใ‚‚่™šๅฝใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’็ฐใซๅค‰ใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€ ๆญฆๅŠ›ใง่จดใˆใ‚‹่€…ใซใฏๆญฆๅŠ›ใงๅฟœๆˆฆใ—ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใŸใใฟใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ่ผฉใซใฏ็ŸณๅŒ–ใจ็‡ƒ็„ผใงๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใฆใ‚†ใไธปไบบๅ…ฌใŸใกใ€‚ ใใฎๅฃฐใซใฏใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๆ‚”ๆจใฎ่‰ฒใŒใ†ใ‹ใŒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซ2ไบบใŒใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่ขซใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใคใๆŒใค้ญ”็œผใฎๅŠนๅŠ›ใ‚’ไธ็”จๆ„ใซ็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ 1ไบบใฏๆ‚ชๆ„ๆŒใค่€…ใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใˆใฐๅณๅบงใซ็Ÿณใซใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€1ไบบใฏๅ˜˜ใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใฎๅŠนๆžœใฏ็ตถๅคงใงๅฝผใ‚‰2ไบบใฏๅคšใใฎไบบใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆๆ€–่ฆ–ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใŒใฆๆ•ต่ฆ–ใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไพฎ่”‘ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใจ่”‘ใพใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅงซๅ›ใ ใ‘ใฏ้•ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žไบบใจใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฟƒใฎ้š…ใซๆ‚ชใŒ่Šฝๅนใใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใปใ‚“ใฎใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๅ˜˜ใ€ๆ‚ชๆ„ใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใซใจใฃใฆๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎๆธฆใ€‚ ใ€Žใ ใŒๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅงซๅ›ใ ใ‘ใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚็œŸใฎๅฐŠใๅพกๆ–นใ€ 2ไบบใซใจใฃใฆๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ็ตถๅฏพ็š„ๅญ˜ๅœจใ€ๆฑšใ„ไธ–็•Œใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ™ๅธŒๆœ›ใจใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Ž็ด”็ฒ‹ๅฏๆ†ใชใ‚‹ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅงซๅ›ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅพกๆ–นใฎๅพกๅฟƒใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใŒๆ•…ใซใ€ไบบใฎๆ‚ชๆ„ใซ็–Žใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๆˆ‘ใŒๅ‰ฃใจ็›พใงๅฎˆใ‚Šใฌใใฎใฟใ€ ใ€Žๆธ…ๅป‰ๆฝ”็™ฝใชใ‚‹ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒไธปๅ›ใ€‚ๅงซๅ›ใ‚’ๆฑšใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่ผฉใฏๅ…จใฆใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๆ‹ณใงๆฒˆใ‚ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใŒๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎไบบ้–“ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ€‚ ็Ÿณใซใ—ใŸใ‚Š็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ›ใšใ€ๆœฌๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰่ชžใ‚Šๅˆใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใŠไป•ใˆใงใใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒๅงซๅ›ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใ‚‚......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไธ€็•ชๅฟƒใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใง......ใ€‚ ใชใœใ ใ‹่ˆžๅฐใงๅ‹‡ๆ•ขใซๆˆฆใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹้จŽๅฃซ2ไบบใŒใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใฎๅงฟใจ่ขซใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ็‰ฉ่ชžใฏใคใ„ใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚คใƒžใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใฎใƒฉใ‚นใƒœใ‚นๆˆฆใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ‚ชๅฝนใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใซใ€้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๆŒใค้ญ”็œผใฎๅŠนๆžœใฏ็™บๆฎใ•ใ‚Œใšๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆ”ป้˜ฒใŒ็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใจใ—ใฆใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹็จฒๅฆปใ‚„็‚ŽใŒๅฃ‡ไธŠใซๆฟ€ใ—ใ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ใ€‚ ใใฎใ“ใจใ”ใจใใ‚’1ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใŒ็›พใ‚„ๅ‰ฃใงใฏใ˜ใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†1ไบบใŒ็–พ้ขจใจใชใฃใฆ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใซ่‚‰่–„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใชใŠ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใฏ่‚‰ๅผพๆˆฆใซใฆๅฟœใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ่‡จๅ ดๆ„ŸใŒๆŠœ็พคใ™ใŽใฆใ€่ฆณ่ฆงๅธญใซใ„ใ‚‹็”Ÿๅพ’ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซ่ฆ‹ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไฟบใ‚‚ใใฎใ†ใกใฎ1ไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒƒ......ใŠใฎใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใคใ„ใซ2ไบบใฎ้จŽๅฃซใฏๅคšใใฎ้šœๅฎณใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใ€ๆ‚ชใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใ‚’ๅ€’ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Ž้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใซใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ้ญ”็œผใฎๅ‘ชใ„ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅงซๅ›ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’ใชใ„ใŒใ—ใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ๆ‚ชใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใซ้ญ”็œผใŒ้€š็”จใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ็†็”ฑใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅฝผใซไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎๆ‚ชๆ„ใ‚‚ๅ˜˜ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ็ด”็ฒ‹ใซๅงซๅ›ใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸใ„ใจ้ก˜ใ†ๆƒณใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆๅงซๅ›ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๆ‹‰่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆŠฑใใคใคใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅงซๅ›ใซใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ˆžๅฐใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้จŽๅฃซ2ไบบใŒใพใ‚‹ใงใใ“ใซๅงซๅ›ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’่ˆžๅฐ่ฃใฎ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใจ็™ฝใ่ผใ็พฝๆฏ›ใŒ่ˆžใ„ๆ•ฃใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ 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1ไบบใฏๆธฉๅ’Œใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใจๅ„ชใ—ใ„็›ฎใคใใŒๅฐ่ฑก็š„ใงใ€ใใฎๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸไฝ‡ใพใ„ใฏๅฆๅฟœใŒใชใไบบ็›ฎใ‚’ๆƒนใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช่ŒถใŒใ‹ใฃใŸ้ซชใŒๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‘ใฐๆฑ—ใŒ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆ•ฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช2ไบบใฎ้ก”ใ‚’โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ไฟบใŒ่ฆ‹้–“้•ใˆใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ๆฐ—ใฅใ‘ใฐใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎๅใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ 2ไบบใฏไฟบใฎๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใƒใƒƒใจ็ฟปใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅŠ›ๅผทใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠ่ช“ใ„ใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใซใ€ ใ€ŒใŠ่ฟŽใˆใซไธŠใŒใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใซใใŸใฎใ ใจโ€•โ€• ไฟบใฏใ„ใฆใ‚‚็ตŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไบŒ้šŽใฎ็‰น็ญ‰ๅธญใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ ใฃใฆโ€•โ€• ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ! ใ‚ใฎๆ—ฅใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใ†่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅ‚ใซ็ฝฎใ็†็”ฑใŒ็”จๆ„ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไธ€็›ฎใง็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๆญฃๅฝ“ๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใค็†็”ฑใŒใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใชใ‚‰ไฟบใŒ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๅ’Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็†็”ฑใฏใชใใฆ......ไฟบใŸใก3ไบบใŒๅ‹ไบบใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚’ใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจ......! ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใฃใจ......ใšใฃใจไฟบใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆจฉๅˆฉใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฟๅ–ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅŠชๅŠ›ใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ็’ฐๅขƒใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ในใใ€ไฟบใ ใ‘ใŒ1ไบบใง้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใซ็ทจๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่ฉฆ้จ“ๅ‹‰ๅผทใซๅ–ใ‚Šใใ‚€ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€Ž ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏใชใ‚“ใฆ้ฆฌ้นฟใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใซใ‹ใพใ‘ใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌใงใ‚‚่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใซไธๆบ€ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏไฟบใฎ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ…จๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€2ไบบใฎ่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใ‚ใฉใชใไธก็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคง็ฒ’ใฎๆถ™ใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใŒ้ ฌใ‚’ไผใ†ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใฏๆธฉใ‹ใใฆใ€ใใฎ็†ฑใฏๅ…จ่บซใซใ‚ใใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ ? ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚?ใ€ 2ไบบใฎ็›ฎใฏใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใใ†่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚ใตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ่บซไฝ“ใ‚‚ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏไบŒ้šŽๅธญใ ใ‘ใฉใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใๅฑใชใ„ใ€‚ ้‡ๅŠ›ใซๅพ“ใ„ใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎๆ–นใธใจ่ฝไธ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ‚ฑใ‚ฌใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่„ณ่ฃใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใ€่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎ็™บๅ‹•ใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ไฟกใ˜ใฆ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่ฆณๅฎขใŒ้จ’็„ถใจใชใฃใฆไฟบใฎ่ฝไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ใพใšใฏๆ™ƒๅคœใŒ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซไฟบใ‚’ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ใฃใ“ใงใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฝไธ‹ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ„ช้›…ใซๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใ€ใƒ†ใƒณใƒใ‚ˆใๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใฏใŠใ‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพๆŠฑใ็€ใ„ใฆใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅค•่ผใŒไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€่ฒดๆ—็ดณๅฃซใŒ่ฏ้บ—ใชใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใ‚’่ˆžใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒชใƒผใƒ‰ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…จใฆใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ2ไบบใฏใ€ๆ•ฐ็žฌๅพŒใซใใ‚ใฃใฆๆญใ—ใ ใ€ŒไฟบใŸใกใฎใ‚ตใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚บใฏใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๆฐ—ใซๅฌใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‹? ๅงซๅ›ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฐๅฃฐใงใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใฎ่ชฟๅญใงๆ‚ชๆˆฏใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸๆ‚ชๅ‹้ขใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใจใฆใคใ‚‚ใชใๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฎใซใ€ๅ ชใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆถ™ใฏใ“ใผใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฐใ€ใฐใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚ใƒผ......ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆ‚”ใ—็ด›ใ‚Œใซๅ‡บใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€็…งใ‚Œ้š ใ—ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ้ก”ใ‚‚ใ€้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ็…งๆ˜Žใฎๅ…‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ในใฆใŒใผใ‚„ใ‘โ€•โ€• ใพใฐใ‚†ใ่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚
324 Episode 320: The Knight Of Reunion I remember the day my father told me to "forbid contact with these two in the future." Soon afterwards, Shaking Night and Yuki, who were called to us, were laughing painfully at his father's words. I said, "Will you see me again? When asked, they did say this. "Ah, I'll definitely stay by your side." I'm not playing a game, I'm going to see Jintaro in reality. The three of us cried and made a promise, pushing remorse and killing. There's nothing we can do about it now. But one day, I promise. I could have sworn that to keep my promise, I would have liked the game to exploit the erosion of reality. Be sure to see you again someday. "... when? The two of them were barely able to log into the game. And is it because I am busy? I have even lost contact. You've been abandoned, and such miserable emotions crawl over. Shaking night, Yuki, where the hell are you guys? "Gushin, watch your step." Darkness is full of enemies and humans. Hey, I'm... surrounded by people I don't know. The demons are leading us through the darkness. They're gonna make me safe, or they're gonna make me feel better. Immediately on both sides, Lily and Qin, the beautiful girls who shake their golden hair, took their hand to guide me to my destination. Without these two, I would have been crushed by anxiety and loneliness. I was terrified to imagine myself having to face the contact of a demon family by myself after transferring to school and the environment changed dramatically. It was really good to have Lily and Qin. But they were still the ones who gave me the most peace of mind and comfort. Ha ha ha. What is this, such a weak voice... this is like a girl worried about long-range love. In retrospect, I was always on the side of welcoming transfer students, but when I tried to be myself, it was a great mental burden. Yes, I'm sure this mood is a reaction where the environment has changed too much, so I push the cause of anxiety forward. "The entrance ceremony here....." In the gymnasium, where the admission ceremony will be held by the general enrollment students of the Faction Department, the curtains are drawn to block the light that comes in through the window. Minimum lighting is also required, and the feet are wrapped in darkness that is close enough to see. "You look like you're going to have a theater. It's a nice atmosphere." "For Xintaro and His Highness Lily, right?" I'm looking forward to it. "Ah, Xintaro. There's a step there." "Oh, thank you." Although nominally, she looked over the space prepared for me and Lily and sighed a little. When we enter the gym, we are sensitive to a slight change in the surrounding air and remember to smile. It would be rude to look dissatisfied with the fact that the general recruits in the Faction Department have prepared me... and I don't want to underestimate the recruits by my behavior. If there were rumors that I, the main guest, seemed to be bored, I would suffer the most because I would become "bored students". We arrive on the second floor, where we can look down diagonally from the sandalwood where the theatre will take place. Lily, I'll settle down in the front row in order of Ken. Looking at the surroundings, there were all the high-ranking people. Kintetsu Jingu Ayakaku-kun, and Kujo Jingu, who has made a difficult habit of me | Kuju (Here's the Eye), are some of the ladies. By the way, there's the Crown Prince right next to us, and the demons don't want to be lined up in the same row, so they sit back. Kintetsu came to see me too. Hello. " "Well, well. When I heard about the event for Buddha and Lord Lily, I couldn't help but see it." As Kintetsu, a young genius, said, many students were seated in the gymnasium. There will be an entrance ceremony in other disciplines, but perhaps the Faction is the most popular. "Kintetsu is very close to Buddha." Well, it was Prince Ignale who came into our conversation. As usual, I thought you'd just smile while staring at me a little further away... it was a total miscalculation. Yes, the Crown Prince has never had the minimum conversation I need since I enrolled. For me, it was definitely better than being stubbornly entangled, and I casually avoided him as the culprit who created the incentive to transfer to school. His Royal Highness was well aware of it and so rarely spoke to him. There should have been no conversation without other love, but what kind of blowjob was it when I came here? Without sending any upset inside, I smiled back at the flame-haired princess to explore the other person's stomach. "Your Royal Highness, I know you're in a good mood. I discovered that Kintetsu and I share the same hobby by chance. Since then, we have deepened our relationship with those who support Japan's future." "Well, that sounds like an interesting story. Kintetsu, what kind of hobbies do you have in common with Buddha? This crown prince knows exactly how far he is from me. Did you realize that if you asked me a question, I would be able to get away with it? I dare to ask Konee a question. "Ha, ha. Buddha... he seems to like cats, and I've always liked cats..." Konee replied to the Crown Prince with a slightly stiff voice. You must be nervous. "I see, a cat. Nevertheless, I see you conversing a lot in the classroom. I heard the words" attack "and" skill "from your mouths the other day. Does that have anything to do with cat hobbies? They know we play the same game, and the Crown Prince will do it with us! It's too much trouble to tell them. Well, we're talking about such a pleasant crown prince or where he is, and I don't think he's too busy in the first place and doesn't have time to play netsuke... even though he doesn't have the right to succeed to the throne, Lily is doing it, and even though it's about this crown prince, I can't help but make time for him to come in. ... unlike my best friends. No, what am I being mean? If you're attacking the wrong person, and you're being swayed by emotions like this. I will break into a conversation between Kintetsu and the Crown Prince. "Your Royal Highness, have fun. It's not as good a hobby as the noble lord hears." "Oh? Do you want to tell the noble Crown Prince that it is something he does not deserve? I'm surprised to hear such a lowly, disgraceful dialogue from Buddha, who will be the future empress." Lady Kujo, who would have just listened here, blamed me. Well, she was right, my remarks were like trying to hide a bad hobby from Her Highness. At this rate, I would like His Majesty to lower his favorite feelings for tingling and me. "Fufufu, well, I don't deserve it. But sometimes His Majesty tells the people to go to the castle and listen to the voices of the city... He is noble, but he may be doing something that is difficult for us to see, and the Buddha may be doing it to see it." The Crown Prince is following up with a vague sense that he may be a royal hobby who dares to persevere under the castle in order to see the citizens. If His Highness tells me so, Mr. Kujo will have no choice but to keep his mouth shut. Because any further pursuit would be a denial of His Highness's words. "But unfortunately, you didn't tell me about your hobby." His Highness captures me with a grieving smile. I can easily imagine that the beauty is so destructive that I have captivated another lady. Well, for me, it's just jealousy! This son of a bitch who's going down to the ground with a handsome prince won't stop talking like that. "Well, that's fine. I have plenty of opportunities to ask Mr Buddha. Anyway, I can finally (...) talk to you honorably from today (...)" Slowly glossy voices spin a disturbing dialogue. The crown prince smiled even deeper with a strange, all-sensitive look. "What are you..." My doubts about what I'm talking about are obscured by the start of the play. When the curtain rises on the stage, the light of the light will reach us, as if to dispel the dark anxiety that comes upon us. "Long ago, there were two knights protecting the princess..." The glorious narration echoed through the gym as if it augured something. "Oh, what a tragedy! Our princess has been taken prisoner by a wicked wizard! Then we will save Her Highness, the only light for us! For our destiny... The content of the theater is even simple. The story of two knights taking the captive princess back. A royal knight's story that values British tradition. However, this theater is a far cry from ordinary theater. Anyway, all the characters make full use of their physical abilities as' talented (holders) ', a continuum of overly intense acrobatic stunt actions. Particularly amazing are the two knights who are the protagonists. Cut down a standing enemy, beat him to death, and his fast forward attack is a real stunt that grips sweat in his hands. How can I practice to recreate a high-quality battle scene like that? Besides, they always wear a deep hood and can't see their face. It is worthy of surprise that the enemy attack from all directions will be cut off in such a state. With that amount of exercise, it would be impossible to speak the dialogue on stage with severe shortness of breath. So, the actor and the voice actor are separated, and if the person in charge behind the scenes speaks, the dialogue flows clearly through the speaker. Ah - I turned those who lied into ashes. Protagonists who respond by force to those who complain by force, and those who approach words by petrification and combustion. The voice bears a slight color of remorse. The reason the two knights wear a hood is because it inadvertently activates the magic eye's innate potency. One is stoned instantly when his eyes meet those of malice, and one is burned to death just by seeing those who lie. The effect was enormous, and both of them were feared by many people. Eventually, fear turns into hostility and contempt. They were despised by monsters, but the princess was different. "Why does evil sprout in the corner of my heart?" Just a few lies, bad faith. An emotional vortex that cannot be cut for humans. But only our princess is different. Truly honorable. " The only absolute existence for both of us, the hope of illuminating the dirty world, "Pure and pathetic, our princess. His will is too beautiful, so he is too neglectful of people's malice. Then I will protect you with my sword and shield." Our lord will be clean and innocent. Everyone who tries to defile the princess will sink with my fist. " They are the only people they can be. You must be the princess who can truly speak to each other without turning it into stone or burning it. Even for me... my best friends are the ones who open their hearts... For some reason, the two knights who continued to fight bravely on the stage were wearing the shaking night and evening glow. So the story finally turns into a climax boss fight. The knights' Magic Eyes do not exert their magic effects on villains' magicians, and they carry out fierce defenses. Lightning and flames fly violently onto the stage, demonstrating their ability as "talented (holders)." One knight will use his shield or sword, and the other will become a wind and become a magician. Still, the magician releases magic one after the other in response to fleshbullet battles. The sense of immersion is too great, and all the students in the audience will be watching. "* Giggle *... Me, that's it..." And finally, the two knights overcome many obstacles and defeat the wizard of evil. Wizard. You didn't activate our magic eye curse... " "Still, we cannot allow our princess to do what she wants." Why evil magicians didn't have magic eyes. That's because he had no malice or lies, just a pure desire to love the princess and be with him. Well, that's why I think it's best to ignore the princess's feelings and abduct him... With such an impression, I watched the stage excited by the princess who would come out in time. The two knights look up as if there were a princess there. Then, the sparkling white feathers began to dance around, wondering if the students behind the scenes were using their abilities. It's like an angel coming to heaven. Everyone on the scene breathes on the divine stage, waiting for the princess to appear now or now. It seemed so cool that they sacrificed a lot of suffering, broke down a huge wall, and finally spoke to the wishing princess. "Our princess! Sorry I'm late! "Our princess! I hope you're okay! And they, for some reason... Turn your face toward the person in my premium seat and vigorously inspire the hood you never removed before. Then, of course, their bare faces will be revealed. One person has a sharp gaze that is likely to tear off if touched, even through the glasses. If the black mash shines with sweat, it will overwhelm others with a cold impression and quiet beauty. One has an impressive mild smile and gentle eyes, and its majestic appearance attracts people irresponsibly. In addition to a neat look, when soft brown hair shakes, the sweat scatters brightly. Those two faces... I can't possibly see the wrong thing. When I realized it, I was speaking the names of my best friends. They flipped the cloak in response to my call and said it stronger than anything else. "Just as I swore." "I'm here to pick you up." I'm here to fulfill my promise. I run out of time, no matter what. No, I was jumping out of the upstairs prime seat. Because, because, because... They're here! That day, my father did say this. I can't prepare a reason to put it next to Xintaro. There is no (...) good reason for anyone to be convinced at first glance. Please understand, Messenger Taro. " So now there's no reason to blame me even if I'm with my best friends... for trying to get the three of us to be friends...! My best friends have been trying so hard ever since... to grasp the right to be by my side. I didn't work alone to cope with a changed environment. It's not just about studying exams for inclusion in this Imperial College of Japan. I suppose they were also training as "talented (holders)". Furthermore, the admission fee is not free... Oh, what an idiot I am. I can't believe I was dissatisfied with my best friends for a moment because of the loneliness. They were doing everything they could in my blind spot. So, seeing the two proud smiles, I regretted it, but I couldn't stop it. At some point, tears spill out from both eyes. The feeling of their cheeks is warm, and the heat spills all over your body. What do you think? Surprised, right? That's exactly what the two eyes say. And if the overflowing emotions could not be stopped, the moving body could not be stopped. This is a upstairs seat, but I'm flying to reach out to my best friends. Needless to say, it's dangerous. Follow the gravity and fall towards your best friends. It would be natural to get injured as it is. Master Richie's words blurred his brain and stopped activating his abilities. I think I'll try to trust you here. As the surrounding audience becomes noisy and watches me fall, the night shake catches me with a princess. Moreover, using the force of falling, it turned gracefully and temporarily killed the momentum and let it go. I thought I'd hold you, but Yuki takes my hand and shoulder, and the noble gentleman leads me to a splendid dance. The two people who took everything firmly were kneeling respectfully a few days later. "What about our surprise? "Did you like it? Princess." What a whisper, it really makes me look like a bad friend who has succeeded in pranking in the usual way. That's why you're so embarrassed, but even if you try to endure it, tears will spill out. "Bye, fool..." The only thing I managed to regret was the hidden words. The faces of my best friends and the light that comes down are all blurry - It was sparkling.
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213่ฉฑ ่–ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นๅญฆๅœ’ใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใก ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ‚......ใŠใฃใใ„ใ€ ่–ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นๅญฆๅœ’ใ€‚ ใชใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎๆญฃ้–€ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ้–€ใฎไธก็ซฏใซใฏไธญไธ–ใƒจใƒผใƒญใƒƒใƒ‘้ขจใฎ่ตคใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฌใŒ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ็ฅžๆฎฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅ‡็ญ‰ใซ็œŸๅ››่ง’ใซ่จญ่จˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใŒ่„‡ใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆๆฅใŸ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ“กใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใƒฌใ‚ขใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸIDใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ™ใ‚“ใชใ‚Šใจๆ กๅ†…ใธใจ็ถšใ้–€ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใชๆ ก่ˆŽใ ใญใ€ ใฎๆŠฑใ„ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซ้ ทใใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ่–ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นๅญฆๅœ’ใฎๆ•ทๅœฐใธใจๆญฉใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆจฉๅจใฎๅผทใ•ใจไฟกไปฐใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‚’ๅฆ‚ๅฎŸใซไฝ“็พใ—ใŸๆ ก่ˆŽใฎๅฃใฏใ€ๆธ…ๆฝ”ๆ„ŸใŒๆผ‚ใ†็™ฝใ€‚ๆธ…ๅป‰ๆฝ”็™ฝใ•ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฏใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ‚‚ๅฏ„ใ›ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฒพๅผทใ•ใจใ€ไฝ•่€…ใซใ‚‚ๆŸ“ใพใ‚‹้ †ๅฟœๆ€งใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใ‹ใจๅ•ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐๆ ก่ˆŽ่‡ชไฝ“ใซใฏใจใฆใ‚‚็ตฑไธ€ๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใ‚Š็ถบ้บ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹็”Ÿๅพ’้”ใŒ้›‘ๅคšใชๆง˜็›ธใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚็ซฏ็š„ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒๅ€‹ๆ€ง่ฑŠใ‹ใช็งๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚้€šๅธธใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใงใฎๅญฆๆ ก็”Ÿๆดปใฏไธญๅญฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆถๆœใฎ็€็”จใ‚’็พฉๅ‹™ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญฆๆ กใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๆœ่ฃ…ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใŒๆ กๅ‰‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅญฆๅœ’ๅ†…ใซใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใช็”Ÿๅพ’ๆ•ฐใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซ้ฉšใใคใคใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ้•ใฃใŸ้ขใงใ‚‚็ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•่‰ฒใฎไบบ้–“ใงใ‚‚ๅฏ›ๅฎนใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๆ‰่ƒฝใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ๅ‹‰ๅญฆใจ่ฆ‹่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅบƒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅญฆๆ กใฎ ใŒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็ทšใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅˆถๆœใ‚’็€ใŸไบบ้–“ใŒๆ กๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹้”ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€้–€ใ‚’ใใใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉใจ็‰ฉ็ใ—ใ’ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹็”Ÿๅพ’้”ใŒๅพŒใ‚’็ตถใŸใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ ก่ˆŽใŒใ“ใฎใงใ‹ใ•ใ ใจใ€ๅ…จๆ ก็”Ÿๅพ’ใฏไฝ•ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใ‚’็ด›ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ ใ€Œๅฐไธญ้ซ˜ใฎไธ€่ฒซๆ กใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใช็”Ÿๅพ’ๆ•ฐใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏใ€Žใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใ€ๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ’ใซๅ†ใณใ€Ž่–ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใŒ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญฆๆ กใจใฏๆฏ”ในใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„็จ‹ใซ่จญๅ‚™ใŒๅ……ๅฎŸใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใŠ้‡‘ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใใจใ€ไธ‰ไบบๅ…ฑ้€šใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๆ–น่ง’ใซใฏใ€3ไบบใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅนด้ฝขใฏๅฐๅญฆๆ กไธญๅญฆๅนดใ‹ใ‚‰้ซ˜ๅญฆๅนดใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใช่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใŒใพใฃใ™ใไผธใณใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๆญฉใๆ–นใ‚‚ใฉใ“ใจใชใๅ„ช้›…ใ•ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‚ฒใกใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใŒ้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจๅฎ—ๆ•™่‰ฒใฎๆฟƒใ„ๅญฆๆ กใฃใฆๅฎŸๆ„ŸใŒใ‚ใใชใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใŒๆœ—่ชญไผšใชใ‚“ใฆใฎใซๅ‡บใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจไธๅฎ‰ใ ใ‘ใฉไธ€ๅฟœใฏ็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใฆใใŸใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆœ—่ชญไผšใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฌ›ๅ ‚ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใŠใฃใ‹?ใ€ ๅค•่ผใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ กๅ†…ๅ›ณใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฌ›ๅ ‚ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไฟบใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผๆœใ‚’่บซใซ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใŸใกใ‚‚ๆœ—่ชญไผšใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œ้ž„ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚ๆœ—่ชญไผš็”จใฎ่–ๆ›ธใชใ‚“ใ‹ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใใ“ใง่ฆชๅ‹้”ใฏใชใœใ‹ไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ€Žใ‚“ใฃใ€ใจ ๅค•่ผใŸใกใฎๆ„ๅ›ณใŒ่ชญใ‚ใšใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ? ใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒๅฐใ•ใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ—่ชญไผšใฎๅ‰ใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ€‚ๅญฆๆ กใฎไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅญฆๅœ’็”Ÿๆดปใงใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚็•ฐๆ–‡ๅŒ–ไบคๆตใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆๆฅใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆœ—่ชญไผšใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‚่žใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฏ็ทŠๅผตใ‚‚ใปใใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅƒ•ใจๆ™ƒๅคœใฏ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎไป˜ใๆทปใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅญฆๆ กใ˜ใ‚ƒ้ƒจๅค–่€…ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ—ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใฎๅˆถๆœใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒใƒผใƒ‰ใƒซใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฏไธ€ๅฟœใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๅญฆ็ฑใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใจไบคๅ‹ใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ่จ€ใ„้ŽใŽใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€่ฆชๅ‹้”ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใฏ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผๅฅณๅ…้”ใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซไฟบใธใจ่‡ณใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒใ˜ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅฅณใฎๅญใŸใกใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ€ๆฌกใ„ใงไป–ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใ‚‚ไฟบ้”ใฎๆ–นใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅพฎๅฆ™ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใ†ใ†ใ€ๆฐ—ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆ‰“็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใŒ่กŒใ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจ่‡ชใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅฅฎ่ตทใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ไธธใใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ‰‹ใง่ปฝใๅฃใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅๅฟœใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•ฌ่™”ใง็ฒ›ใ€…ใจใ—ใŸไฟกๅพ’็„ถใŸใ‚‹ๅ“่กŒๆ–นๆญฃใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใก? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ”ใใ”ใๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿๅฅณๅ…? ใ‚ดใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ”พใจ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใฟใ€่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใฆๅฝผๅฅณ้”ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจไธ€ๆญฉใ‚’่ธใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚
215 213 Stories Students At St. Illis School "Ugh... dude" St. Illis School. There is a sprinkling (shabby) design main entrance, with medieval European-style red brick stacked on either end of the gate, like a small temple, but evenly designed and squared to consolidate the sides. The guard who came out of it opened the door to the campus if I showed him the ID card Sister Lean gave me. "Beautiful school building." Even as we nodded at Yuki's feelings, we proceeded to the grounds of St. Illis School. The walls of the school building, which truly embody the strength of authority and the height of faith, are white with a bleak sense of cleanliness. Its atmosphere, which exuded cleanliness and whiteness, was felt to be strong enough not to lean on anyone and adaptable enough to stain anyone. Because the school building itself was very unified and beautiful if asked why, but the students inside showed clutter. In short, each of them is dressed in personalized personal clothing. Typically, school life in Japan is often made compulsory by secondary schools to wear uniforms. But the freedom of clothing seems to be the school rule here. While it was summer vacation, we were surprised by the number of such students in the school, and we realized that it was rare in different ways. School complaints such as accepting tolerance from people of any colour, developing their talents, and spreading their studies and insights may at first glance be true. "Sure. There's a line that says Shintaro is noticeable, but maybe it's rare for people like us to be on campus in uniform." As my best friends put it, the students who wandered through the gate and then turned a chill and a rare glance followed. "If the school building is this big, how many students will there be? A distracting night (or so) inquired from the focused gaze, so I give the information I knew beforehand. "It's a high school, so I think there's a cool number of students, right? My best friends convince me 'I see' and look over 'St. Illis School' again with emotion. They must have a common sentiment that they are so well equipped and expensive that they can't compare to the schools we attend. Three girls gather to walk in the direction Yuki points to. Is the age something like elementary middle school to senior year? Everyone has a straight spine, and the way they walk is somewhat elegant. I could tell from a distance how well I grew up. "Oh, really. When I look at that, I can't imagine a school with a strong religious colour. Oh, my God, Sister Shintaro is at a recital. Are you sure you're okay?" "Hmmm... I'm anxious to be told that, but I've been practicing for a while." "For now, are we heading to the auditorium where the readings will take place? Evening Fai prompted me to check the location of the auditorium while expanding the on-campus view. And I realized it. There's an auditorium just in the direction of their journey in Sister clothes. "Maybe those kids will attend the recital too" "I have a bag. Isn't there some kind of Bible in there for the recital? So my best friends look at me for some reason and point to them with their jaws (chin) with 'eh'. I can't read the intentions of Evening Fai and what? and tilting his neck, the shaking night opens his mouth with a small sigh. "Gather some information before the recital. Whether it's about school, their school life, whatever. Talk to me because you think it's intercultural. If you ask me about the recital, I'll relieve you of the nervousness." "Me and Shintaro go out at night, but we're like outsiders at this school." They shrug their shoulders and look down at their own uniforms. "Speaking to them is a high hurdle. But Shintaro keeps his books here for once. Deepen your friendship with them, that's too much, but why don't we have a chat? I see, my best friends' opinions are even more so. Looks like one of the Sister girls noticed when she was cruising like that. She moves her gaze to the shaky night or evening glow, and finally to me. Was it because he was wearing the same Sister clothes, or it looked like he told the girls around him something. As expected, the other girls then turn to us. It creates some subtle air. ... Ugh, awkward. To break this situation, I have to go and excite myself. Nicole smiles at them staring at this one as they subtly round their eyes. Then they were surprised, holding their mouths down gently with their hands. From the reaction, pious, solemn, faithful, righteous girls? Or a very normal elementary school girl? He swallowed up gokuli, spit and tension, and took a step to speak to them ready.
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297่ฉฑ ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใƒ•ใ‚งใƒ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณ ใ‚„ใ•ใ—ใ„้ขจใซใชใณใ็ท‘ใฎ่‰ใ€…ใ‚’ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็œบใ‚ใ€้ผปใธใจ้‹ใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹่Šฑใฎใ•ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใใ•ใ–ใ‚ใไบบใ€…ใฎ็”Ÿๆดป้Ÿณใซๆ™‚ใ€…ๆทปใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Žใƒ‹ใƒฃใ‚ขใ€ใจ้Ÿฟใๅ’Œใ‚„ใ‹ใช้Ÿณใ€‚ ใฝใ‹ใฝใ‹ใจ้™ฝๅ…‰ใŒ้™ใ‚ŠๆณจใŽใ€็‰งๆญŒ็š„ใช้ขจๆ™ฏใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€Žใƒใ‚ณใฎ่ก—ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒซใƒณใƒ†ใ€ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅนณๅ’Œใช็ฉบ้–“ใซ ไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ไธ€็ญ‹ใฎๅซใณๅฃฐใŒๅ”็ชใซใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใ‚“!? ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใŒใพใŸใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใŠๅฃใŒใƒ‰ใ‚ซใƒผใƒณใจใŠใฃใดใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไน…ใ€…ใซๅ–‰ใกใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚ณใƒณใƒ‹ใƒใƒฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“! ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใŒๅคงๅค‰ใงใ™!ใ€ ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใŒๅซใถใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏไฟบใŒใ•ใฃใๆธกใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฟบใซ็ชใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒๅคงๅค‰ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“! ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใŒไฝœใฃใŸใ€Žๅฎ็Ÿณ็Œซใฎ็™ฝ้Š€ใ—ใฃใฝใ€ใฃใฆไฝ•ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ‚ฉใ‚“!? ็ด ๆ•ตใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใƒใƒใ‚“......ใ€ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ—ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ไธญๅญฆๆ•™ๅธซใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจ่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็Œซใซๅค‰่บซใงใใฆใ€็Œซใจไผš่ฉฑใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ......ๆ™‚้–“ๅˆถใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€้ซ˜้กๅ•†ๅ“ใจใ—ใฆๅฃฒใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅ›ฃใ€Žใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใฎๆต้€š็ถฒใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆต่กŒใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใ ใฃใฆๅคขใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ†ใปใ†ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ้ข็™ฝใใชใ‚Šใ......ใฃใฆใ€ใŠใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จใใ‚“ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใคใ„ไน—ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใญ? ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ™ใ้šฃใง่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใŒๅ’ๅ€’ใ—ใฃใฑใชใ—ใ ใ‚ˆ? ๅˆฅใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใซๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏๅ‹้”ใฃใฆใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚นใฎใพใพใงใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆ•™ๅธซใงใ€่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใฏ็”Ÿๅพ’ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใฎ็ซ‹ๅ ดใฏๅ…จใ้–ขไฟ‚ใชใใฆใ‚‚! ๆ™ฎ้€šใซใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒๅคฑ็ฅžใ—ใŸใฎใซใ‚นใƒซใƒผใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!? ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€‚่‚ใฃ็Ž‰ใฎใกใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„็”ทใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚ฉใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏๆฅต็ง˜่ฃใซๅ–ใ‚Šๆ‰ฑใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใฎ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ใใฎ่€ƒใˆใซใฏ่ณ›ๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๅ•†ๅ“็š„ไพกๅ€คใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ€่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใฏใพใ ไฟก็”จใซๅ€คใ—ใชใ„ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็ง˜ๅฏ†ใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€Žๅฎ็Ÿณ็Œซใฎ็™ฝ้Š€ใ—ใฃใฝใ€ใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒใ€่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใซ้œฒ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆ......ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€ๅฝผใฎๆ‚ฉใฟใ‚’ไฟบใŒ็„กๆ–ญใง่žใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใจใƒใƒฉใ™ใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใฏใ€ๆฆ‚ใญๅŒๆ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใต......ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ“ใใ€็”Ÿ็ฒ‹ใฎๅ•†ๅฃฒไบบใงใ™ใชใ‚ใ€‚ใคใ„ใงใซ่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ๅฎŸ้จ“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใฎใƒญใƒณใ‚ˆใ‚“!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใจใ€ไฟบใฏๅณ็›ฎใ ใ‘้ญ”็œผใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ€ ไฟบใฏไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใชใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใƒฏใ‚ตใƒขใƒ•ใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฏ›้ซชใ‚’ใƒ–ใƒใƒณใƒƒใจ้ ‚ๆˆดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ใ€ใชใœใ‹ใƒขใ‚ธใƒขใ‚ธใจ้ก”ใ‚’ไฟฏใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰็„ก่จ€ใง้ ญใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใƒ—ใƒใƒณใจๆ‹ๅ€Ÿใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰็ด ๆๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ่‚‰ไฝ“ใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฟƒ่บใ‚‹็ตๆžœใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๆฏ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏใ€Žๅฎ็Ÿณ็Œซใฎ็™ฝ้Š€ใ—ใฃใฝใ€ใ€ใคใพใ‚Š้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅฎ็Ÿณ็Œซใซใ—ใ‹ใชใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€2ไบบใฎๆฏ›้ซชใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏใ€Žๅฎ็Ÿณ็Œซใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎไธ€้ƒจใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใญใ‚“......ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚พใ‚ฏใ‚พใ‚ฏใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใฎ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒฌใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ !ใ€ 2ไบบใŒไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใฎๆ„่ญ˜ใฏๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅฝผใฎ่‰ถใ‚„ใ‹ใช้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ด ๆใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ไปใ•......ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใชใซ......?ใ€ ใŠใฃใจใ€่ƒŒๅพŒ้œŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฒใใ‚€ไฟบใฎๆฐ—้…ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใจใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ ็„ฆใ‚Šใฏ็ฆ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ›ใฃใ‹ใ่ฟ‘่ก›ใใ‚“ใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใช......ใ€‚
300 297 Stories Hair Fetish Girl Take a blurry look at the gentle breezy green grass and enjoy the refreshing smell of the flowers carried to your nose. A soothing sound that echoes' Nyaa ', sometimes accompanied by the living sounds of small and whimpering people. "Nyalunte, the city of cats" with its pompous sunshine and pastoral landscapes. In such a peaceful space. It doesn't look good, a scream abruptly clings to it. "Yeah, yeah, yeah!? Angel cuckoo wow!? George's mouth peeled off with dokan, long time ago throat connitiwa...... "Mr. George! Konoe is in trouble! Me and Minazuki scream, but George just stares at the item I just gave him and showed him. And poke that item at me. "This one's tougher! What is' Silver Tail of a Gem Cat 'made by Angel Cucumber?!? You must be too hostile..." A middle school teacher who totally hits Kingsguard through and whispers. I get a flickering alert around me, and I get ears pounding with Kosokoso. "I can't believe you can transform into a cat and have a conversation with a cat... even if it's on a time basis, you can sell it as an expensive product." "Hmm..." "Angel Cucumber. It's not my dream to use the mercenary group Sadie Stick distribution network to make it popular." "Well, that makes it interesting...... hey. Konoe, what are you gonna do?" No, I got on, too, didn't I? Kingsguard is really just next door, isn't he? Nothing. It's fine that George is obsessed with the game, and I'm glad that friends remain a stance in Clan Clan. Because George is a teacher and Kingdom-kun is a student, or whatever your real position is, even if it doesn't matter at all! Normally, a boy fainted in front of you but you can't go through!? "Alas. Leave the little man with the liver balls alone." "I think you should handle this item confidentially. Wow." George sees Kingsguard as he falls with chillari. I agree with that idea. I'm sure George meant commodity value, and I wanted to say let's keep it a secret because Kingdom-kun is still a mercenary who doesn't deserve credit. As far as I'm concerned, if the effect of "The Silver Tail of a Jewelry Cat" is exposed to Kingsguard... it's because the other day, I heard his troubles without permission, which is tantamount to rosing. "Well, I guess I agree." "Hehe...... George is the raw merchant. Now that I have an experiment I'd like to try, can I ask you to cooperate for a moment? "Ron Mochi! Then I activate only the right eye. "Well, don't hesitate" I don't hesitate at all to get my hair butched from George's Wasamov Afro. Mina, who witnessed such a sight, is also something that somehow silently offers her head as Mozimozi and I bow down... somewhat petite. If we synthesized some of those materialized flesh, it turned out heartwarming. The only item I could make out of my hair was "The Silver Tail of a Gemstone Cat," or silver gemstone cat. However, the items made from the two hairs were "Gem Cat's Black Death Tail" and "Gem Cat's Pure Gold Tail," with more color variations of catting! "I was made of parts of my body everywhere...... it kind of freaks me out. Wow" "Wow! I can't believe the Heavenly Lord used my hair... can I take more? "Yeah, yeah! Collect more and more mercenary (player) hair at this rate! After a while when the two of them were touched by my alchemy, Kingsfu-kun's consciousness finally returned. Speaking of which, his glossy hair is also interesting. I can't wait to see what kind of material it will be. "Uh, Buddha... Mr. Taro, what...? Whoa, I didn't know you'd notice my signs of hissing like a spirit behind my back. "Oh, no, it's nothing." "Phew." No rush. Because this is your chance to get along with Kingsguard, we need to be careful here...
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51่ฉฑ ไนฑไธ–ไนฑๆˆฆ ไธ‰ใคใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผไผšๅ ดใงๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๅผ•ใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚“ใ ้ซ˜้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใฎ่ฉฆ็ทดใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็Ž‹้“็š„ใชๅฑ•้–‹ใฏๅฅฝใใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏๆ•ขใˆใฆๅ‰็ทšใซใฏๅ‡บใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎLvใฏไฝŽใ„ใ—ใ€ใƒฏใƒณใƒ‘ใƒณใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใฏ็„ก็†ใ‚ฒใƒผใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏไผšๅ ดใฎ้š…ใฃใ“ใซๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใƒณใ‚ใชใŸ้”ใƒใƒณใ€‚ใฃใฆใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไฝ•ใ™ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰่ฅฒใ„ๆฅใ‚‹ ใ€Œใใฏใฃ!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ้‰„ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใฃใŸๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฏใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸใŒใ€ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‰„่ก€ใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ! ไฟบใ‚‰ใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๅ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆกไปถใฎใ‚ใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒ–ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใง็ฒ˜็€ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใฎๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทๆง˜ใŒใ‚ฝใƒญใงไผšๅ ดๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็ตถๅฅฝใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ใœใ€ ็พคใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏใ€ใ“ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ไบบ้”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ•ใใ•ใซ็ด›ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅซŒใŒใ‚‰ใ›ใซใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ–ๅผ•ใ‚’ๆŒใกๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹่ผฉใฏใ€ใ–ใฃใจไบŒๅไบบใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใšใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ่…•ใ‚’ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒๅผทใๆŽดใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏ็กฌใใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฎๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅน•ใงใฏใชใ„ใจๅฆ‚ๅฎŸใซ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ ใ€‚ ๅ•†ๅฃฒไปฒ้–“ใซใชใ‚‹ไบˆๅฎšใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ธๆŠž่‚ขใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบใฏๆœฌ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ๅค•่ผใŒๅฐใ•ใใ“ใผใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒ่ถณๆ‰‹ใพใจใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚‚้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธๆบ€ใใ†ใซใผใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ฆชๅ‹ใตใŸใ‚ŠใฎๅŠฉ่จ€ใซไฟบใฏใ—ใถใ—ใถใจ้ ทใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๆ–นใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใ€Ž้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ‚‚ใณใณใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใˆใ‹?ใ€ ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒ่‡ชไฟกใ‚ใ‚Šใ’ใซๅ•ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒโ˜†ใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ้ผปๆฏใงๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸ้”ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฅดใฎใ“ใจใ‰ใƒณโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจใ€ๅˆ†ๅŽšใ็ด…ใ„ๅ”‡ใŒๅผงใ‚’ๆใใ€‚ ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใฎๆฟƒใ‚†ใ„็ดซ็ณปใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใซๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธก็œผใŒๆญชใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒžใชใ—ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใƒณโ™ชใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคšๅ‹ขใซ็„กๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚่พผใ‚€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ๅฟƒใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพฎ่”‘ใ—ใใฃใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆบใˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ็œŸใฃ่ตคใชใƒ ใƒใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ้‚ชๆ‚ชใช่›‡ใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸใใฎใƒ ใƒใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒ้ŽŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‚ใ’ใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅณๅบงใซๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฎ้ฆ–ใซๅทปใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฏใ‚ฎใƒงใƒƒใจ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚€ใ้ฉšใใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚€ใ—ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒ ใƒใธใจไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใŒใ€ใใคใๅทปใไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹่งฃใไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชๆ นๆ€งใชใ—ใซใฏใ€ใŠใƒปใ—ใƒปใŠใƒปใใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใƒ ใƒใ‚’็ตกใ‚ใŸใพใพๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใ€ๆ€ชๅŠ›ใพใ‹ใ›ใฎๅคง็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚’ๆผ”ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใซ็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ณใƒใƒฉใŒใ„ใŸใŸใพใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€้˜ฟ้ผปๅซๅ–šใฎๅ›ณใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒๆ•ตใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ™ใใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ไผšๅ ดใฎ้š…ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใธใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ใ‚ใใฃใฆใใฎไธ‹ใซ้š ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ...............ใ€ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ—ใซใ€ใใฎๅ ดใซใ—ใ‚ƒใŒใฟใ“ใฟ็„ก่จ€ใงไบ’ใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ™ๅ…จๅ“กใ€‚ ่„ณ่ฃใซ็„ผใไป˜ใใฏใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒž็„กๅŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆ......ใ€ ไฟบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใ”ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšๆˆฆๆณใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใ‚ˆใฃใ‹......ใ€ ใใ‚ใ‚Šใจใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‚ใ’ใ€ไผšๅ ดๅ†…ใŒใฉใ‚“ใช็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ฆ—ใใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ˆž่ธไผšๅ ดใฏใ€ใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅˆๆˆฆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ณ‘ใ‚ใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็‰นใซไธญๅคฎใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ็„กๅŒใŒไธ€้š›็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚้žญใซๅทปใไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ‚’ๆทกใ€…ใจๆงใง็ชใๅˆบใ—ใฆใ„ใใจใ„ใ†ใ€ๆ”ป้˜ฒไธ€ไฝ“ๅž‹ใฎๆˆฆๆณ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช้€ฃๆบใงๅฎŸ็พใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ ใฎไธ‰ๅˆ†ใฎไธ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ“ใ‚ฏใจใ‚‚ใ—ใญใˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใฏๅ…จ็„ถ้ซ˜ใใญใˆใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพๆŠผใ—่พผใ‚ใฐใ€ใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅคงใใชๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰้€šใ‚Šใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฃ‡ไธŠใซๅณๅธญใง็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚คใ‚นใซ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใŒใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบใฎ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใฏใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใŒใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใช!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใ„ใฆไป–ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ๅค–ๅดใฎ็ฅžๅ…ตใฏ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹่ฟ‘่พบใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏๆ”พ็ฝฎใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‹ใ€ ใตใจใ€ๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใง้—˜ใ†ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ็„กๅŒใซ่บ่ตทใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆˆฆๅ ดใซ้ก”ใŒๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒ็ฅžๅฆ™ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่…น้ป’ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใธใจๅค‰่ฒŒใ‚’้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใ‚’ๆŒใคไบบ้–“ใŒ้™ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ๅฎŸใซใ€้…ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ไฟบใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ ใใฎใ‚ปใƒชใƒ•ใŒโ€•โ€• ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€่‰ฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ตทใ“ใ™ใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฌใƒผใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ‚’ๆ”ป็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบ้”ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ›ใญใˆใž!ใ€ ใใฎๆฐ—้‹ใŒใพใŸใŸใ้–“ใซ่ˆž่ธไผšใธๅบƒใŒใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไผšๅ ดใฎๅค–ๅ‘จ้ƒจใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€ไฟบ้”ใจๅพ’ๅ…šใ‚’็ต„ใพใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใกใพใŠใ†ใ€ ๅ…ฑใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ๅพŒใ ! ใ‚ใจใง่จŽไผใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ๅฟ…ๅ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญๆ”ป็•ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใŒไธๆ•ตใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใถใ‚‰ใ•ใ’ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚็™ชใซ้šœใ‚‹่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ–ฐใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚€ใฃใจๅฃใ‚’ใตใใ‚‰ใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใ€ใใฎๅ‘ผใณๆ–นใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใใฎไป•่‰ใŒๅฅณๆ€งใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใชใ€‚ใƒใ‚ฐใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใฃใจใใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ ใžใ€‚ๅฅณๅญใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใŒๆฟใซใคใ„ใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆไฟบใฏใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ๆ€ง่ปขๆ›ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉๆŠตๆŠ—ใŒใชใใชใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใŸ? ใ‚คใƒคใ‚คใƒคใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ไปŠใ‚‚ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใ—ใŸใ‚ตใƒžใƒผใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฃใฝใ„ใฎใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใฏๆฐ—ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใงใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ไปŠใฏไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใง็€ใ“ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’่ชใ‚ใŸใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็—…้™ขใฎๆคœๆŸปใซใ•ใˆ่กŒใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ„ใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆ€่€ƒใฏๅฅณๆ€งๅŒ–ใ—ใŸ่บซไฝ“ใซ้ฆดๆŸ“ใ‚€ใ“ใจใซๅŠชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‚‹็จฎใฎ็Ÿ›็›พใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๆ€งๅˆฅใฏๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„? ใ‚ธใ‚งใƒณใƒ€ใƒผใƒฌใ‚น็ณป็”ทๅญใจใ„ใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ตใ‚“็ณปๅฅณๅญใจใ„ใ„ใ€ๆ€งๅˆฅใฎๅžฃๆ นใŒใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใไธๆ€่ญฐใชใ”ๆ™‚ไธ–ใ ใ€‚ๆ€’ๅทใจๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆˆฆ้—˜้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใไธญใ€ๆ”ฏ้›ขๆป…่ฃ‚ใช่€ƒใˆใŒไฟบใฎ่„ณๅ†…ใ‚’ๆตธ้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ†ใ…......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่‰ฏใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฎไพตๆ”ปใซๆญฏๆญขใ‚ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใฏใ€็ช็„ถใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซ! ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”ๅŠฉๅŠ›ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใŒใ‚ถใƒƒใจใใฎๅ ดใซ่†ใ‚’็ชใใ€้ ญใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใงๅพŒใ‚ใซไป˜ใๅพ“ใ†ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชๅ›ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ไผใ†ใฃใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€้ฆฌ้นฟ! ใใ‚“ใชใซๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใใ‚ใใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใปใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ ใ‚ใ€ ๅค•่ผใฏไบŒไบบใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎไธ‹ใซ็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ๅผ•ใ่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚็ช็„ถใฎ้—–ๅ…ฅ่€…ใฏไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซๆ“ฆใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใงไธญใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ€่งฆใ‚‹ใช! ใƒœใ‚ฏใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใฏ็พŽใ—ใ„ใจ่ชใ‚ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๆšดใ‚Œใชใ„ใงใ€ใŸใ ใงใ•ใˆ็‹ญใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ่’ใ„่ฟŽใˆๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚’้ž้›ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซๅค•่ผใŒใƒ”ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒชใจๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใใ“ใใ“ๅคงใใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎไบบๆ•ฐใงใฏ่บซใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใจใฏใฟๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒใช็ŠถๆณใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใŠใ„ใ€็ก็œ ไธ่ถณใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธซใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ„ใ„ๆกˆใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎ่จ€ใ„่‰ใซใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏ็ชใฃใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณใ ! ็œ ใ‚‰ใšใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅฃซใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณใ ! ๆฌกใซ้–“้•ใˆใŸใ‚‰็…‰็„ใฎ็‚Žใง่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ็›ฎใใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใŠใƒผใ€ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎใชใ‚“ใกใ‚ƒใ‚‰็‚Žใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ€‚็™พๅ††ใƒฉใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒผใฎใปใ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ็‡ƒใˆใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใช?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใƒ’ใƒผใƒˆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠใฏใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใตใ–ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ€‚ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณใใ‚“ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใใฎใ€่ฝใก็€ใ„ใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใฃ......่ฒดๅฅณใŒๆœ›ใ‚€ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคœ็ฉบใซ่ผใๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆŽดใฟใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซใซๆงใ’ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใ‚ญใƒŸใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไป–ใซๆœ›ใ‚€้ก˜ใ„ใชใฉ็„กใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ‚’ๆฌฒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ‚ฒๆ…ข......ใ™ใชใ‚ใกๅผทๆฌฒใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใจใฆใ‚‚ๆฑšใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใ‚ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ช?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅŒๆ„่ฆ‹ใ ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฏ็พŽใ—ใใ‚ใ‚‰ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใใ‚“ใฏๆ›‡ใ‚Šใชใ็œผใงใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซๅฟƒ้…”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ไป–ไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ€็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซใฏ่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฟ ็พฉใฏๆœฌ็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใฏ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคงๅˆ‡ใ ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใฎใงใ€ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“้ป™ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงๆœ€ๅนดๅฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ•ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜็‹‚ใŸใกใซไปปใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ๆ‰€ใ€…ใง็ฅžๅ…ตใซๆŒ‘ใ‚€่€…ใŒ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ๅคงๅŠใฏๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅŒๅฃซใงๆฝฐใ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅŽๆ‹พใฎใคใ‹ใชใใ†ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅค•่ผใŒไฟบใซๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจใฏๅˆๆตใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้™่ฆณใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใŒๆ‘ฉ่€—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใญใ€ ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏใ€ใตใจๆ€ใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใŒไธ€ไธธใจใชใฃใฆ็Ž‹ๆ”ปใ‚ใจใ‹ใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใƒผใ€‚็„ก็†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใœใ€ ๅค•่ผใฎๅฆๅฎšใ‚’้ฎใฃใฆๆ™ƒๅคœใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ้ก”ใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ‹็ฎ—ใฎ่ฆ‹่พผใฟใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็‰ฉ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใŒๅง‰่ฒดใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใฏใƒใ‚ซใฟใŸใ„ใซๅฃใ‚’่†จใ‚‰ใพใ—ใฆ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ฏใƒชใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฎ้ก”็œŸไผผใฎใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅค‰ใซ็”ฒ้ซ˜ใๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„ๅฃฐใงใ€ ใ€Œใฟใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชไปฒ่‰ฏใใ…ใ€ ใจใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ‚ฏใ‚ชใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎไฝŽใ„ๅฃฐ็œŸไผผใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใชใซใใ‚Œใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ“ใพใงใ‚ขใƒ›ใใ†ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๅค•่ผใฏ่…นใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆๅคง็ฌ‘ใ„ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใฏใฃใฏ! ใ‚ใ‚Œใญ! ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎ? ็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ‚ทใƒผใƒณใฃใฆใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใ ใ€‚็‹ฉไบบใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใงใ•ใˆใ€ๅ’Œใพใ›ใŸใ‚ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใช!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญ......ใใ‚“ใช็›ฎใงไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใงใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆ......็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€‚ไปŠใฎใŠๅ‰ใฏๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘? ใ‚ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ“ใฃใกใ‚’็จใ‚“ใงใใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซๆ€ใ‚ใšๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€ใ‚ญใƒชใƒชใจใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใใ€่จ‚ๆญฃใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ไปŠใฎใ†ใกใ ใžใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏไฝ•ใ ใ‚ˆ......ใใ‚“ใช็œŸๆ‘ฏใช็žณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็”ทๅญใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใซใ—ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ตถๅฏพๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ๅค•่ผใŒใชใœใ‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ‚’ใƒใƒฉ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ“ใ†ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒ’ใƒซใง็ฒ—ๆšดใ€ใ‹ใคใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ€‚ ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใƒƒใƒƒใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅ…จ็„ถ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆ! ๅค‰ไบบใƒกใ‚ฌใƒ็”ทๅญใ !ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ„ใƒƒ! ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆˆฆๅ ดใฎโ€•โ€•ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใฎไธ‹ใงๅ ด้•ใ„ใช็จ‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฒใƒฉใ‚ฒใƒฉใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ไฟบ้”ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใƒŸใƒŠใŒ้™ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ“ใปใ‚“ใฃใจๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใใ†ใจใ—ใŸๅˆน้‚ฃใ€‚ ใ™ใ้ ญไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็ ด็ •้ŸณใŒ้ŸฟใๆธกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซๅ›! ๅฑใชใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใšใ„! ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚!ใ€ ใฎ่ญฆๅ‘Šใซไฟบใฏๅณๅบงใซๅๅฟœใ—ใ€ๅค–ใธใจ่ปขใŒใ‚Šใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€้‰„่ฃฝใฎๅคง้Žšใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซๆ‰“ใกใ™ใˆใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ† ใ€Œใ“ใใ“ใใจ! ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸใช! ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ไฝ•ใฎๆ–น้‡ใ‚‚ใพใจใพใฃใฆใชใ„ใพใพใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆๅผท่ฅฒใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใ€้ข่ญ˜ใฎใชใ„ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใŒไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎ็‚Ž้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ไธฒๅˆบใ—ใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่บซๅ‹•ใใ‚’ใจใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚’ๆถˆใ—็‚ญใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใงๆ•ตใ‚’ๅฑ ใฃใŸใ€Ž็™พ้ฌผๅคœ่กŒใ€ใฎ้ขใ€…ใซใ€ใคใ„ๅ‘†็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ๅงซๅ›ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ......ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅค•่ผใ‚„ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚‚่ชฐใจใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ ใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎ็‹ฌๆ–ญใ ใŒใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆœ€ๅ–„ใฎ้ธๆŠžใ ใจๆฑบๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซ็ด ๆ—ฉใ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€PT็”ณ่ซ‹ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงไฟบ้”ใฎPTใฏ7ไบบใ€‚ PTใฏๆœ€ๅคงใ€8ไบบใพใง็ต„ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใงPTใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒฆใ‚ฆ(ๅค•่ผ)Lv9 HP410/450 ใ‚ณใ‚ฆ(ๆ™ƒๅคœ)Lv10 HP270/270 ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณLv12 HP220/220 ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชLv12 HP145/200 ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธLv13 HP280/340 ใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญLv8 HP120/120 ใ‚ฟใƒญLv4 HP60/60 (้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพA HP40/40 (้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพB HP40/40 (้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพC HP40/40 ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฎๅคšใ•ใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซๅœงๅ€’็š„ใ€ไฟบใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธ่ถณใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซๅทฎใชใ‚“ใ‹9ใ ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€1ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ”ใจใซใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ100ๆŒฏใ‚Œใ‚‹ไป•ๆง˜ใชใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚็ทๅˆ็š„ใซใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นๅทฎใŒ900ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹......ใ€‚ ใŒๆŒ‘็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใธใจๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œๅงซใฎๅ‰ใงๆฅใ‚’ใ‹ใ‹ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€้จŽๅฃซใฎ็œŸ้ซ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŒใ„ใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œ็ซๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใชใใ›ใซใ€็”Ÿๆ„ๆฐ—ใชใฎใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ่ƒŒไธญๅˆใ‚ใ›ใงๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅˆใ†ไบŒไบบใ ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒไปฒ่‰ฏใ—ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใๆจชใงใฏใ€ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชๅ›ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š้™ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ชใƒŽใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใŒใ„ใชใใชใฃใฆใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎ่ฆใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใจใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชๅ›ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใก็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎ็‚Žใ‚„ๆฐทใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใจๆญฆๅ™จใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆ้ฃ›ใณๆ•ฃใ‚‹็ซ่Šฑใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไผšๅ ดใซใฏ็ ‚ๅŸƒใ‚„็ฒ‰ๅกตใŒ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰็ตถๅฏพใซ้›ขใ‚Œใชใ„ใง!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ใพใ•ใซๆˆฆๅ ดใฎ็œŸใฃใŸใ ไธญใงใ€่‚ฉใซใฒใฃใคใๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ‚’ๅผ•็Ž‡ใ—่พบใ‚Šใ‚’่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€็ทŠๅผตใงใใฎๅŠ›ใŒๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใ ใŒใ€‚ ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ใกใฃใ“ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฐใ•ใชๅญไพ›ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆŠตๆŠ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒƒใ‚ฏไธๅฏใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅŒใ˜PTๅ†…ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ‚„ๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚‚ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใงใใ‚‹ใฎใซไธๆ€่ญฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใ„ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ€ๅง‰ใฎๅฎฃๅ‘ŠใŒๅŠนใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹็ฅžๅฎ˜ๆœใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใŸใƒŸใƒŠใŒใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใŒๅฅฎ้—˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ€ๆ„ๆฐ—ๆšใ€…ใจไฟบใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใตใ…ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ‚“ใฃโ˜†ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ“ใฎๆททๆˆฆๆ™‚ใซไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€ไบบใงๅคฉไธŠๅคฉไธ‹ๅ”ฏๆˆ‘็‹ฌๅฐŠใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ‚‚ไฝ•่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ PTใฎ้€ฃๆบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้›ข่„ฑใ—ใฆใ€ๅˆฅๅ€‹ใงๆ’ƒ็ ดใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใฐใ€ใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใชๅฅ‡่ฅฒ้ƒจ้šŠใฟใŸใ„ใช ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใซๅ—ใ‘ใŸๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฏใ€ใใฎไฝ“ใŒ็ด™ใƒšใƒฉใฟใŸใ„ใซๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ใˆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€่ปŸๅผฑ้‡Ž้ƒŽใŒ......ใ€ ๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰้‡Žๅคชใ„ใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒœใŒๅ‡บใŸใชใ‚“ใฆๅ˜˜ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ˜ใ‚‡ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?ใ€ ไฟบใŒๆใ‚‹ๆใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใƒใƒฃใ‚คใƒŠใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใฎ่‰ฒ้ป’ใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒๆˆฆๅ ดใฎไธญใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๅคฉใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใ€ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงๅœฐใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใ€็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€่ฆ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ไฟบใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰PTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎHPใƒใƒผใ‚’ๆณจ่ฆ–ใ—ใคใคใ€HPใŒๆธ›ใฃใŸไปฒ้–“ใซใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏๅนณๅ’Œใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใŸๆ”ป้˜ฒใŒ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ไธๆ„ใซใ‚ตใƒผใƒ™ใƒซใŒๆจช่–™ใŽไธ€้–ƒใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ก”ใธใจๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซๅๅฟœใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ€ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก่ฝใจใ•ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏ็›ดๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ไธ€็•ชใ‹ๅผฑใใ†ใชๅฅณๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็‹™ใ†ใจใฏใ€ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใชๅฅดใ ใชใ€ ใ‚’็ชใ„ใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅดฉใ™ใฎใŒ็‹ฉใ‚Šใฎ้“็†ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ–ใ‚ชใƒณใฃใจๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏๅคงใใช้‡‘ๆฃ’ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใˆใˆใ‚ˆใˆใˆ! ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ—ใ‹่ƒฝใŒใชใ„ใจใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šไฝฟใˆใญใˆๅฅดใ‚‰ใ ใชใ!ใ€ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚‚ๅ‚ๆˆฆใ€‚ ๅฝผใŒๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใฏ็ฐ่‰ฒใฎ็Ÿณ็•ณใ‚’ๆทฑใใˆใใ‚Šใ€็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒ็‰ฝๅˆถใงใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใŒๆฑบใ‚ๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใฎ้€ฃๆบใฏๅŽ„ไป‹ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใช......้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซๆฎฟใ€ ไฟบใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไป–ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅ…ˆๆฑบใ ใ€‚ ใจไฟบใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎไธ‰ไบบใฎใฟใงใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใจๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใ‚’่ฟŽใˆ่จŽใคใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใŠๆ‰‹ไธฆใฟๆ‹่ฆ‹ใจใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏใพใ‚‹ใงไฟบใฎๆดžๅฏŸๅŠ›ใ‚„ๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•็ถฝใ€…ใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใ“ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅค•่ผใ‚„ไป–ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŒๅŠ ๅ‹ขใงใใชใ„ไปŠใ€ไฟบใŒใฉใ‚“ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใฉใ‚“ใชๆˆฆใ„ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็ทšใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ‰ใˆๆ–นใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ‡บๆ–นใ‚’ๆ„šใ‹ใซใ‚‚ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฅฝๆฉŸใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ™ใ‹ใ•ใšๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ธๆŠž่‚ขใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใใ‚Œใจ็œผใง่จดใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคšๅฐ‘ไธๆœใใ†ใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซใใฎ่บซใ‚’ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ใƒใ‚ซใซใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใ€็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ญ†ใ€ใฎๆฏ›ๅ…ˆใŒ็ฑ ๆ‰‹ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€่–„ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใซใปใ‚“ใฎใ‚Šใจ็™บๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฎใ€Ž้‰„ใฎๅพก็ฑ ๆ‰‹ใ€ใซใ€Žๅˆบ็ช็ณปใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ+4%ใ€ใ‚’2ๅˆ†้–“ไป˜ไธŽใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใŒๆ”พใค็ชใ็ณป็ญ‰ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒ+4%ใ€ๅข—ๅน…ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ๆงใ‚„ๆ‹ณใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ„่ฃœๅŠฉใซใชใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ ใ€Œใ„ใใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‚™ใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ‚ถใ‚ณใฏใ‚ถใ‚ณใฎใพใ‚“ใพใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‰ใใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅฝขๅ‹ขใŒๆ•ดใ†ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใจใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใพใงใ—ใฆไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใฎๅ†…ใ‚’่‰ฒใ€…ใจๆŽขใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅซŒๅ‘ณใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใพใงใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใฎ็™บ่จ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใŸใจใˆใฉใ‚“ใชๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚„ๅฐ็ดฐๅทฅใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ€ๅฎŒ่†šใชใใพใงใซๆ‰“ใกใฎใ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใจใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใƒƒ! ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใธใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใ‚‚่‹ฆ่™ซๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ‚’ๅฃใซใปใ†ใ‚Šใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ :ใ€Ž้Žๆฟ€ใชใ‚ใ‚็Ž‰ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ€‚ไธ€ๅˆ†้–“ใ€ๅŠ›+10ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ใใ—ใฆ้•ท่บซ็”ทใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใธใจๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ€่บซใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ไฝŽๅงฟๅ‹ขใซใชใฃใฆๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใซไปปใ›ใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏไฟบใ ใ€‚ ใใฃใจๆ™ƒๅคœใซใฏไฟบใฎ็‹™ใ„ใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ ๆ•ตไธกๅใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ ไบ’ใ„ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’้€ฃๆบใซๆดปใ‹ใ™ใซใฏใ€่ท้›ขใŒ่ฟ‘ใใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏใƒŸใƒŠใจใ„ใ†ไบบๅ“กใŒไธ€ไบบๅ„ชๅ‹ขใงใ€ใชใŠใ‹ใค้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ้•ทใ‘ใŸใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ไฟบใจๆ™ƒๅคœใŒๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅ„ๅ€‹ๆ’ƒ็ ดใ‚’็›ฎ่ซ–ใ‚ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใจไฟบใฎไฝ“ๆ ผๅทฎใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นๅทฎใ‚’ๆฏ”ในใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏไธ€่ฆ‹็„ก่ฌ€ใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใˆใชใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่ˆใ‚ใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซ้ ๆ…ฎใชใไป˜ใ‘่พผใพใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅˆๅ›ณใซ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ญ”ใˆใŸใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ๆœ€ใ‚‚ไฝฟใ„ใชใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ็ดš้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ใ€Ž ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅ•้กŒ่งฃ็ญ”ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•็™บๅ‹•ใ€ใใฎๆตใ‚Œใฏ่ฟ…้€Ÿใ‹ใคๆญฃ็ขบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ•ตๆ–นใฏใใฎๅฐใ•ใช็‚Žใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไบŒไบบใฎ่ท้›ขใฏ้–‹ใใ€ๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€‚
51 51 Stories Disturbed Warfare When I thought I pulled a hit at three party venues, it was a very difficult trial. I like this royal development, but I didn't dare to be on the front line. Because my LV is low, and there's a chance of a one-bread. I mean, I can't be gay. So for a while I decide to take Shaking Night, Evening Fai and Mina to the corner of the venue to escape. "Oh, where are you going? Oh, you guys don't. What the hell is going on? George, who tried to stop us, had his back fisted at a mercenary (player) coming from behind. "Gu Hu!" The mercenary who ate George's iron fist fell down lightly, but similar mercenaries push more and more at a later time. "George the Iron Blood! If we win this game, sell me a cheaper Hui Sword." "If that's not the case, I'll stick to it until it's gibberish." "It's a great opportunity for the vice president of Sadie Stick to enter the venue solo." The identity of the mercenaries in the flock was such a crowd. There are twenty people who are confused and come out with a deal that is close to harassment. I thought it was bad, and the night grabbed my arm hard as I tried to turn back. The expression is hard and tells the truth that it is not our curtain. But George is my friend. I plan to be a business associate, but I don't have the option of not helping. "That guy is real. Trust him." Evening glow spills small. "It's a quick story. We're just gonna get our feet together." And shaking his nose at night, blurring with dissatisfaction. I snorted at the advice of my two best friends and turned to George. "Can't we just frighten 'Iron Blood George' into dealing with this many people? A mercenary at the head of a group asks confidently. "Uh-huh." George blew the word out with his nose. "About guys like you..." Nickels and thick, red lips arc. Both eyes distorted by dark shadow dark yummy purple eyeshadow. "No balls." It was, like, the creepy smile of Okama. George took out a bright red munch with a scornful grin from the bottom of his heart at his opponent, who decided to be passive in many ways. The moment I thought the tip of that munchkin, which also resembled an evil snake, held up a sickle, I was instantly wrapped around the neck of the leading mercenary. He glances away and reveals his surprise. I reach for the munchkin in a hurry to snap my neck, but I can't figure out if it is tightly wound. "Without such guts, oh... oh..." George swung with his munchies tangled and played the big-time stand-up of the weird force. Prey tangled at the tip (player) weighs well, and the enemies who collide with it blow up with the sound of what breaks. If a strangled mercenary (player) becomes a worn rag, he wraps his new enemies around his whip and swings like a scratch ball. I'm creating a diagram of the nasal cry so much that I can't wait to get cochlear that I was kind of worried about it. We're as close as we can to the table in the corner of the venue as the Okama is kicking our enemies. And I turned the tablecloth and hid under it. ............... ............ ...... Everyone who crouches silently at each other on the spot, without any help. Burn it in the back of your brain, you're a total wolf. "What's George..." No one tried to take over the end of my words. "And let's just check the war situation for a flicker..." It's time to hold the tablecloth and peek into trying to figure out what's going on in the venue. The ballroom was still showing a bustling like a match. Especially the central George Double stands out at first sight. Soon the mercenary (player) wrapped around the whip was replacing another mercenary (player), and George, who fought while jumping Afro, was exactly the incarnation of Marimo. The shock was intolerable, and a brilliant combination of attack-integrated methods of warfare was achieved, where mercenaries (players) floating in the universe were speared with pale spears. There are two types of equipment that the Apprenticeship Divine Soldiers (Deus) hold to consolidate the king's surroundings. "Even if I say one-third of the Divine Soldier (Deus), I'm not even scared! "But these guys, they're not aggressive at all! "If we keep pushing it in, can we go? The king, who slapped his mouth so loud, is not even trying to move Pickle, as the saying goes. He rests on a chair prepared in an impromptu position on the stage and stands relaxed. Eventually I realized there was a single mercenary (player). "These guys, they're going to do the counter, but they're not going to attack me unless we get a little out! That is followed by other mercenaries snorting. "Right. The outer soldiers seem to be aggressively attacking us, but they can leave us alone near the king." Huh, the mercenaries fighting on the front line had their faces on the battlefield, which was George's undivided leap. The expression transforms from a strange thing to a belly grin. At the same time, I realize with delay that there are a limited number of people in control of Michelangelo. "We got Michelangelo's control (...)! That line... Of course, it triggered a bad situation. "We're the ones who attack Michelangelo! "I won't let you do it! The luck occasionally spreads to the ball. That seems to be the same in the outer periphery of the venue, where mercenaries (players) who were desperately fighting the besieged Apprenticeship Divine Soldiers (Deus) witness from a distance being attacked by other mercenaries (players) from behind. "Yeah, why don't you join us in a party! "So let's do them." "Deus, we'll talk later! We'll crusade later! "Become, you guys are kidding! "Must win first! "Kill them and then we'll attack Michelangelo." Shaking nights asked with an invincible grin. I didn't care how you said you were handicapped. I flutter my mouth. "Stop. Kimochi Shit, How to Call It" "No, no, the trick is already the woman herself. Though it's a bug, it's been that character ever since I logged in. Wouldn't that be a girl character asking about the board? I was upset when I heard the joke about the night. I was going to turn away from the fact that it was a sexual change, but somewhat but I was losing my resistance? Though I don't like it, I'm still wearing this kind of hilarious summer dress that Mr. Misora gave me. I was full of embarrassment at first, but now what are you dressed for? I shouldn't even have gone to the hospital test because I don't want to admit I'm a woman in the first place. However, there is some contradiction that thought strives to become familiar with the feminized body. Maybe my real gender was women? It's called a genderless boy, an Osa girl, and it's a strange time when the gender hedge is gone. As the roar and screaming and fierce fighting sounds, the disjointed thoughts erode my brain. Ugh...... It was a suddenly turned tablecloth that put a stop to such a poorly understood emotional invasion. "My princess! Can I help you, too? If you look, Glenn, you were poking your knee on the spot and drooling your head. And Yukio, who follows behind with such a body. He said he would help... "Wah, idiot! I hope you don't turn so hard. You're gonna find me." Evening Fai forced the two of them under the table. The sudden intruder collapsed and went inside in such a way as to rub his face against the ground. "Gu, don't touch it! The only thing you can touch is what you admit is beautiful." "Don't get violent, it's just narrow" Evening Fai tells you to piss off, Glenn, who accuses you of rough reception. The table we're in right now is huge there, but with this number of people, it sticks out. "Still, you've got a messed up situation. Hey, you're a sleep-deprived magician. You got any good ideas? Glenn stuck to the grass of the night. "It's Glenn! It's Glenn, the sleepless wizard! The next time I make a mistake, I'll burn you down with purgatory flames." In response to Glenn, who made a scene, the night was quiet. [M] "Ooh, let it out. What kind of flame is that? Hundred yen lighters are going to burn better, though, right? The two of us heating up like that, but not if we're doing that now. "Hey, he said it's not if you're kidding. Glenn, can you calm down? "Pfft... If you want, let's grab even the stars shining in the night sky in this hand and dedicate them to my princess. If you're laughing, I don't have any other wishes. Wanting more than that is arrogance...... i.e. greed itself. That's a very dirty emotion. I don't deserve it. Isn't that right, Yukio? "I agree. We must be beautiful." Yukio-kun had cloudless eyes and nodded as if he would be intoxicated by you Glenn. Attitudes that look down on others, I was angry at things, but loyalty could be real. "I think it's important to get an idea of the situation first. So shut up, everyone." Mina, who was supposed to be the youngest on the scene, shut the night up. "Why don't we just leave it to those battle freaks? Most mercenaries crush each other as they are seen challenging divine soldiers everywhere. Evening Fai squeals at me when she sees such a tough sight to clean up. "Hmm...... but I want to rendezvous with George" "Quick story, it's boring to keep watching." "I said, even if we go in now, our power will just wear off." So I whined about what I thought. "I wonder if we can all come together and attack the king or something" "Eh. You can't do that." "Well, no, maybe I can." Shaking night blocked Yuehui's denial, he said. The face tells the story of a chance of winning somewhere. "Look, that. That's when Taro stopped you." At night, he swelled his mouth like an idiot and cringed his eyes. Are you going to imitate my face? Even weirder, with a tall, pitiful voice, "Mi, we're all friends." and imitated a rather low quality voice. What? That's not me. It can't be that dumb of a way to say it. But Evening Fai, who saw it, laughed heavily with her belly in her arms. "Ha ha! Is that what you're saying? Sure, it was a scene then." "That's right, it's me. Even Mr. Singh, the hunter, said that way that he soothed it. Maybe we can do that! "Hey Taro... don't look at us like that" "Oh, yes... there's something called guilt." "There's a quick story, see. You're too cute right now." "Look, is that Mr. Mina? I'm staring at you so much." Too cute. I've reflected unexpectedly on that word, and I keep staring at the nights, as crisp as possible. Come on, now's the time if you want to correct me. "Dude, now what... if I could turn such sincere eyes" "Talo, you can't make that a men's player. Absolutely mistaken." Evening Fai is looking at Glenn for some reason. Wasn't it like this? More like this, crude and cool in Nihil. Yeah, I thought of that when I was watching the shaky night. "Here's the quick story, okay? "Hahaha thats totally distant looking but ok! He's a freak glasses boy! "Oh, hey! Taro, stop it." We laugh at the Kusks Guerraggera so badly under the tablecloth in the battlefield. Mina stared quietly at such an exchange. I noticed that gaze, the moment I coughed up and tried to undo the subject. A crushing noise echoed right from overhead. "Princess! Danger! "Oh no! Get out of the table! Glenn and I react immediately to the warning of the night, rolling outside. Looking at it, the mercenaries (players) who would have beaten the iron hammer to the table put on a thin dirty grin and stared at Yuki, who had crawled out. "There you go! You're hiding! I'm gonna kill you guys, too! It was the uninformed mercenary (player) who heard us laugh and assaulted us without any policy in place. Plus, Glenn, you activated some kind of flaming magic, wiped out mercenaries who were skewered and couldn't move. In an instant, I get stunned in the face of The Hundred Nights that slaughtered my enemies. "So let's loosen up, Princess." "Ha ha..." Me as Kyoton. However, Evening Fai and Shaking Night were beginning to be attacked by unknown mercenaries (players), so there was no time to patrol. If this happens, it's my discretion, but I decide this is the best choice. "Nice to meet you! Glenn, quickly bow your head to you and skip the PT application. Now we have seven PTs. PT can be combined up to 8 people, but I've never had a PT in such a large number of people. Yu (Evening Fai) Lv9 HP 410/450 Kou (Shaking Night) Lv10 HP 270/270 Glenn Lv12 HP 220/220 Yukio Lv12 HP 145/200 George Lv13 HP 280/340 Minazuki Lv8 HP 120/120 Talo Lv4 HP 60/60 (Wind Fairy A HP 40/40 (Wind Fairy B HP 40/40 (Wind Fairy C HP 40/40 Overwhelming, informative. Even more overwhelming, my level is lacking. There's a level difference of 9 with George. That is, because it is a specification that allows you to shake 100 status points for every level you go up. Overall, there are 900 status differences.... Glenn shouts to you as if the night is provoking. [M] "Let's see what the knight really is so we don't shame him in front of the princess! "You don't have enough firepower, you're busy." Two people who hate each other on their backs, but I don't know what. Am I the only one they seem close to? Right next to you, I can see Yukio covered with a shield from Ono, who let you down. Yukio tells Yuki well. "Aren't you just afraid that we'll be gone and that you won't need to attack? Somehow, the replacement and replacement, Yu and Koo, Glenn and Yukio were engaged in a fierce offense to cross with the mercenaries (players) around them. The flames and ice of abilities activated by the mercenaries, sparks where weapons and weapons collide and splash. And dust and dust rise in the venue. "The fairies, never leave beside me! "I know." Just in the middle of the battlefield, me and Mina pull the fairies stuck on their shoulders and be vigilant around them. Nature holds each other's hands and hands, and tension increases their power. Is it because Mina and I are little? Is it resistant, after all, to launch an attack on a small child? Even though there is a first-attack unattackable system, it's strange that if you and Glenn in the same PT attack, we can also target them. Earlier, I wondered if my sister's proclamation was in effect. Not so. "And I will protect you, Heavenly Lord! Soon Mina, dressed in cleric clothes, grips the mace, watches Shaking Night or Evening Fai struggle, and stands in front of me willingly. "Ahuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu." When it came to what George was doing during this conflagration, he was alone in heaven and earth. No, I don't know what I'm talking about myself. I wonder what that is. It feels like we're breaking apart from the PT collaboration and destroying it separately. So it's like a tricky ambush squad (lol)? It's taking unbreakable attacks, bouncing back, crushing, and sinking incoming mercenaries (players) with Evening Fai (yuki) and Shaking Night (so on). The mercenary, who took the blow of Okama, blew his body like a paper pellet. "You weak bastard..." It's your fault. You're lying about a wild Ikebo coming out of George's mouth. "... Girl, George, are you okay? I'm afraid, when I talk to Okama, The color black afro ocama in a chinese dress pointed to heaven with his right hand in the battlefield, the earth with his left hand, and he was laughing. Yeah, let's just say we didn't see it. In the meantime, while keeping an eye on the PT member's HP bar while everyone protected me, I decided to play a healer role in using "Emerald (Emerald) Tears" for my fellow HP losers. Then for a while it was strange that it was peace, but the steady offensive continued. So did I get off guard? Unexpectedly, the servel flashed across and swung to Mina's face, but she couldn't react. Mina would have been a direct hit if she hadn't struck down the attack with a caged hand (gauntlet) from side to side. "Dude, you're a coward to aim at from the weakest looking girl" "Hum. It's the hunting logic to poke the weak spots of the group (...) and crumble from there." It was Wolf, the leader of "The Lonely Wolf". From behind it, from the big upper section, it was the big gold bars that wielded Buon much more vigorously. "Yeah, yeah, yeah! I didn't know you could only run away, I knew you couldn't use it. It's them! In addition, Vice Commander Vikin joined the battle. The golden bars he had in his hands had swept deep through the gray cobblestone and were shattered. Wolfe is in tow, Vikin is the deciding factor? "The collaboration between those two is going to be troublesome." "Right...... Lord Alchemist" To my whining, Shaking Night agrees. If so, it is a prerequisite to know how the other party members are doing. Yuki, George, Glenn and Yukio are opponents of other mercenaries and cannot afford to attack here. Do we have to welcome the leader and vice president of "The Lonely Wolf" with only three of us? "Humph, let's have a look." Wolfe was observing this one sparingly, as if to determine my insight and strength. To that attitude, I thought I might have deliberately ambushed for this timing. What action will I take now that Evening Fai and other members are unable to join? What way to fight it? I can see it from above, but depending on how I see it, it's a good opportunity that you're foolishly waiting for this one to come out. I sue Mina with my eyes when I think of a choice I can make. She seemed somewhat dissatisfied, but she moved herself back worryingly. The guys in front of me make a fool of Mina's existence, and she doesn't even seem to think of fine dust about that, but in case she kills me first, it'll be a mess. When the hair tip of the "Shoot (Color) Brush" touches the cage hand, it glows slightly in a light pink color. : Granted "Spike-based Damage +4%" to Kou's "Iron Cage Hand" for 2 minutes: Spike system, that is, ability damage such as punch system emitted by shaking night (thus) is +4%, amplified. It should be a good aid to mercenaries with spears and fisting skills. The night (or so) when I saw the assist log, I glow my glasses with glitter. "Prove to me how much, how much, and how much, Zako remains Zako." Wolfe and Vikin were still waiting for this one to get better. Apparently, that's how I want to explore my hands. From what Vikin said until he hated it, I can see the temper of beating him down by the time he's completely skinless, no matter what resistance or small work he does. "Taro! Let's do it! A night of roaring and weapons to Wolfe. As it follows, I also dust my bittersweet balls in my mouth. : 'Extreme jade' is used. For a minute, the force was +10: Then, the long-sleeved man turns his knife to Weikin and falls into a low position. Wolfe leaves it to the swinging night, and I'm Vikin's opponent. I'm sure my aim is conveyed at shaky nights. To see both names of enemies, a combat style with your weapon (eh) on the spindle can be read in the previous attack pattern. The distance should be close to each other if we are to harness each other's abilities for collaboration. That means you can create one-on-one situations at the same time. This one is dominated by a person named Mina, and there are members who are good at ranged attacks. Me and Shaking Night are coming from the front at the same time, you just have to try to destroy each one. Compared to Vikin and my physical and status differences, this aim can seem reckless at first sight. But if the other person has a licked attitude, that would be appreciated. Let me not hesitate to stick it in there. Mina, who responded quickly to my signal, unleashed the most useable elementary magic, The Little Light (Fire), between Wolf and Vikin. Magic activation by Mina's problem-solving from chanting, the flow of which was quick and accurate. But the enemy avoids the magic of that little flame laughing with his nose. That is why the distance between them opened and succeeded in partitioning.
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ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฏใšใฏ......ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ ใใฃใจ่ฆ‹้–“้•ใ„ใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใปใ‚‰ๅง‰ใ‚‚ๆ ก้•ทใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใชใ„......ใฃใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฏๆ›ธ้กžใจใซใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏๆ ก้•ทๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใ€‚้šฃใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งๆ•™่ทๅ“ก็”จใฎ็€ๆ›ฟใˆๅฎคใ‚’ใŠๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€ใŠไฝฟใ„ใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใƒฌใ‚ขใƒณใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซๆ„›ๆƒณ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ ก้•ทๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใฎ้ก”ใŒไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚
86 85 Stories Sneaking Thoughts The headmaster, who introduced Sister Lean to Sarah, had a feeling that he had handled the matter in an administrative manner. "Her presence is necessary (...). Please, both of you, sit down." With that said, the principal gets up from the chair and calms down to the couch where he would be placed to have a discussion. We were also prompted to sit on the couch opposite it. "I'm not convinced," my sister said, sitting face-to-face with the principal, even though she gave out a completely grumpy aura. Next thing you know, I'm gonna sit next to you. "This is the school attendance process approval form from City Hall. And this is Shintaro's health certificate, insurance renewal certificate, and sex change legal education pledge." On a table set in front of him, he spreads a clear file that his sister took out of her bag softly, arranging four sheets of paper. The principal who sees them says, 'Is it an attendance procedure......' and gets a whine. Speaking of principals, he's a teacher that doesn't make any sense to me. I only think about the existence of talking about something to all school students during the morning ceremony. However, with its reputation for "concise, easy to understand, short anyway," reception is good there among students. In short, a teacher with little involvement in school life. Such a person was now making tannic surfaces by alternating paperwork with his sister. "As your sister knows, you cannot renew the attendance process without the consent of those who will represent you on the school side in a sexual change legal education contract." "Of course, I know. So this is how I came to get the headmaster an approval stamp." "Okay, first. Confirm your will. Buddha Shintaro, do you want to enroll in our school? "Yes." Hearing my reply, the principal still gets a bitter look. I was only a little concerned about Sister Lean's frantic grin, which stood secluded beside him on the subject. "To be clear..." The principal dropped his eyes again on the writing and once separated the words. And he spit it out to sigh after a few seconds for it. "Approval stamp cannot be pressed" I guess that's what my sister wanted to ask. Her hips floated halfway up, momentum just jumped on the principal, and she only glanced forward for a moment. But you instantly realized that things weren't going to get any better when you were furious here, and my sister, who leaked her exhale to regain calm with 'Phew', corrects her posture. A void of silence descended on this occasion. Why on earth can't I approve of attendance? What causes it...... Will I go to elementary school like this...? I don't know what to do, I get full of anxiety. Are you no longer a classmate with Xi Xi at night or Evening Fai? More negative emotions swell up in my chest, making it hard for me to breathe badly. Always, I hear breathing sounds through my mouth and throat so loud that I don't know how I naturally breathe air and vomit. But I have a sister. I'm sure, I'm sure... it'll be fine. "However, it is customary for the will of the person to be respected" As I hoped, my sister continued the conversation in a slow tone, no, cut out the negotiations. "Regular (...)... I've just had this education law on sexual transformation" "But it's actually a case in point, and it's a measure taken by the state." "Right. However, there are also many cases where measures such as special provisions are permitted under these vague, newly established laws." "... what does that mean? The sister's voice questioning the principal's sincerity was frozen (yes) to the point where the liver of the person directed was about to cut off cold. "Shintaro's body is reasonable for a 10-year-old girl, as far as the hospital results are concerned." "But nothing has changed in my age or memory, I'm 16." To her immediate sister, the principal nods slowly. "I know that well enough." And the headmaster spinning words of ease and denial. "But the body is a reasonable age for elementary school students." In the eyes he looks at me, the notion of kindness is not even dusty. I was pitifully frightened by the gaze of such a principal. The principal is also passing on his anger to his sister, who is as faceless and angry as Nobu, without moving his face. Because of their perseverance and attitude, they interact with each other under the obligation that this should be the case. "Under the text under the Sexually Transformed Children's Decree, attendance at an educational institution to which he or she was originally affiliated shall be recognised with respect for his or her will. It is labeled, but in the case of Shintaro, it is a special case. Anyway, my body is getting rejuvenated when I'm 6." My sister didn't have the ingredients to argue with that. The principal is right. "When something happens, the safety aspect (...) is worrying." Indeed, it is also not clear that the principal will be afraid. Or rather a natural conclusion. The physical difference between late teens and just being teenagers is historic. You may be in the same space and injuries may result from carelessness or some kind of clap. "It's a study hall where young people get together, and it won't be without troubles between students either. Even Shintaro's mental state may be unstable." I can't believe we're fighting... I can't say enough that my body is never in this condition. "Based on these points, considering the facilities and environmental aspects of our school, I am not ashamed to guarantee the safety of Shintaro." I know you have some opinions about worrying about me, but from the school side, it's probably too late for anything to happen. It will resonate with the school's reputation, and the case of sexual transformation will be easy to get noticed. It's a good food ingredient for the press, and it can be a hassle for a lot of other things. I guess that means adult circumstances...... "It wouldn't be pleasant for your family to have your safety threatened, would it? "So you can't put your approval stamp on Shintaro's attendance process." My sister was rigid. I can't think of a word that I can cut back equally well, and I get stunned. Are we going to move into a different school like this...? Maybe the anxiety was made to appear so different that I couldn't throw up my stuck breath... I was just staring at the principal's mouth. "Unfortunately, there is no flying class system in Japan... If it's an overseas school, I'm sure there are institutions where you can take exams and get an education worthy of Shintaro's mental age... but there will also be linguistic problems" The words of the headmaster, who goes on to talk about hard times and other candidates for further education, make my ears bare. My heart seems to be falling into the dark. 'I can't do this anymore,' I thought, and I painted my own vision black. I don't want it in my eyes any more, so I close my eyes. Turn away your ears from what you don't even want to hear. And he said he had to endure it downwards. This is reality, and no matter what I wish for, the principal is right. I just have to give up. "Principal, may I pinch your mouth a little?" In such an abyss of despair, the ringing voice of a third party echoed. That was the sound of Sister Lean's tenderness. "Actually, I'm Mr. Shintaro, the Buddha who is here, but have you been on summer vacation lately? He was actively working for our church." I open my eyes and stare at Sister Lean smiling at me. What the hell are you going to say? In the first place, how does Sister Lean get involved in this school? "I can't hide my surprise at seeing him here either......" Her eyes on me were filled with serenity that she offered to my beloved child. "This would also be a rainbow goddess" So proclaimed Sister Lean, who had the prayer motion to tie the round circle of examples in front of her chest. When I often say God asked me to do what I did, I get a little confused with myself. In the game, I cut my own way, even though I'm trying to be extremely alchemic. In reality, this is also brittle. If there's anything I can do right now, it might just be God. I drop my shoulders only slightly on such a contradictory way of myself. It was Sister Lean who suggested a new path to me like that. To her suggestion, the principal makes an ideological face of 'Hmm'. "That's right. As a further exchange student, what about sending them to this new high school to join the Federation?" The Rainbow Goddess (Arco Illis) "I was wondering if it would be just right to maintain the body's emphasis on bonding with the Church." "Are you an exchange student...... but......" "This high school has difficulty adding the teachings of 'Rainbow Goddess (Arco Iris)' to its immediate school education policy, right? "Since our school has been a regular high school since its inception... it takes time to prepare" "We're going to be a new 'St. Islam' sister school. We wish you all the best." I felt something immovable when Sister said, "To those who are enemies of the goddess, give me an iron hammer." I think I've seen a new side of Sister Lean, always putting together a soft vibe. "In addition, church officials will not be held accountable for their safety assurances because the church has them." Needless to say from a strong toned Sister, the blunt instrument that crushes evil has been passed down with a hint of relentless shaking. Principal who will have a sincerely convincing look here. I mean, it seemed like the best neck was that the school side would be questioned about the liability issue if something happened to me. "To students who are hit by sexual transformation and face difficulties, enthusiastic treatment for their faith. What do people appreciate about the chief who is in that school building? Even if the plans to build a missionary hall (...) and a chapel (...) on campus have grown, we cannot help but feel a strong bond in this school to accept exchange students." Sister Lean, along with a hand in stuffing, turned Nicole and a grin to the principal. "... Cohon. If a friend of the president of our school says so, please accept Shintaro as an exchange student to attend our school." Principal who returns overwhelming palms. "Hey...... wait" It was my sister who kept waiting for the conversation to go on and on. "Does this mean that Shintaro has to transfer his school books to another school in order to attend this high school? "Will that happen?" To the principal's assertion, my sister looked at Sister Lean a lot more. I have long noticed that my sister has doubts about the 'Rainbow Goddess' faith. But I guess my sister is watching me without disagreeing because she understands that this condition is the only way I can get in with my friends without changing my grade or school. Besides, Michelle, my sister-in-law, has been attending Sister's church for a long time. It shouldn't be a weird organization, and so is this Sister Lean personality. You helped me where I fell from heat stroke, and now you're even reaching out to me again to save me from being stuck in a predicament. Even if it adds up there, I think I can trust it. "Ok...... I haven't made up my mind yet, but I'd like some school materials that Taro plans to enroll in or about the..." Rainbow Goddess (Arco Illis) "church" "Shall I fill in the details with Shintaro's sister and myself? And here's the material about the new sister school's international student system." That's what the principal says and opens the brochure and starts giving my sister a few prints. The look on my sister's face as she quickly glances at it is serious in itself. Don't miss a single letter, I could see that temper. While reading the paperwork, my sister said coldly, without even pointing her gaze at Sister. "Once again measure the dimensions of your Sister clothes. Physical growth is remarkable these days. As for the disclosure of doctrine, it is the intention of the Church to give a little priority to the idea of the person before enrolling in a school run by the Church. It's one of the duties he needs to enroll after establishing his own will." It's like playing my sister, who is an outsider of the church in the dark, but every organization will have a little bit of confidentiality. Plus measuring clothes... I don't want to do it in front of the principal. With regard to doctrine, I don't like Othi, who enrolled without explanations about the teachings of The Rainbow Goddess, and who later actually has very strict commandments and codes and has to follow them. "Sister, I'm fine." "... if Taro says so" My sister, who made only a few moments apart, gave me an OK with her body such as her disapproval. "If anything happens on the smartphone, contact me immediately" "Yeah, I got it, sister. I'll take care of the paperwork." To Sister Lean, who was watching our short interactions in silence, he turned his gaze and took out a piece of white clothes in a very smooth motion. Everywhere, gold embroidery came in... Did you remove your clothes from where Sister has nothing (...)? No, you can't... you can't. I'm sure it's a mistake. 'Cause, see, neither my sister nor the principal pointed out anything... so the two of them were glittering with the paperwork. "Then the principal. May I borrow the dressing room for the female faculty next door? "Please, use it. Sister Lean." With a loving laugh at Sister, the principal's face in reply seemed creepy.
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ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ•ๅฑคใซใ‚‚้‡ใชใฃใŸ่กฃใ‚’ใฏใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆถผใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ‚€ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ ใ“ใจใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ ใ€ŒๅฎŸใฏ......ใ€ ไฟบใฏ็พžๆฅๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆ่พผใฟใ€ใ€Ž็ฉบ่ธŠใ‚‹ ไบŒๅบฆ็›ฎใฎ่ฉฆ็€ใจใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐไธˆใจใฏใ„ใˆๅฅณๆ€งใƒขใƒŽใฎใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใจใ—ใŸใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆ็ณปใฎๆœใ‚’็€่พผใ‚€ใฎใฏๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ„ใจใ‚’ใ‹ใ—......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใฎ่’ผใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ›ใƒƒใจๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅๆฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎไป•่‰ใŒๅฆ™ใซใชใพใ‚ใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎๅค–่ฆ‹็š„ใซใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใจๅŒๅนดไปฃใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸไป•่‰ใ‚„ๅฃ่ชฟใŒๅคงไบบใฎ่‰ฒ้ฆ™ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅนดๅญฃใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใซใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็€ใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใคใใŒ้‹ญใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ€ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎใƒŸใƒŠใซใ‚‚ไผผๅˆใ†ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹็น•ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ’ใซใ€็พŽใ—ใ‚…ใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใˆใฃใจใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๆœใฏใ„ใšใ“ใซใฆใ€ใพใ†ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ่ข–ใงๅฃใ‚’้š ใ—ใ€ๅŠๆœˆๅž‹ใซไธก็›ฎใ‚’็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ’Œไบบใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใฎใŸใ‚ใ€็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎไบบใฎๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’ๆใญใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚ใใญใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้‡ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใ€้–€ๅค–ไธๅ‡บใฎใƒขใƒŽใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฎใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ๆ‰ฟใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใปใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ†ใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ๆ‹ๅญๆŠœใ‘ใ€ใจใฏใ“ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใซ้ฉšใๅŠๅˆ†ใ€ๅ–œใณๅŠๅˆ†ใ€‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฅณใฎๅญใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ็ถบ้บ—ใชใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใฆ่ˆž่ธไผšใซ่กŒใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆฌฒๆฑ‚ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸใชใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใธใจๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ–œใณใฎใƒใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅ‹•ไฝœใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใใ€ใƒใƒงใƒณใฃใจ่‡ช่บซใฎไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’้‡ใญใŸใ€‚ ใƒใ‚คใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ......ใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆŽŒใ‚’ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚Šใฃใจใชใžใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฏใ€ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใ€ใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏใพใ ๆ—ฉใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ„ๅœฐๆ‚ชๆฐ—ใชๅซใฟ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฎไพ้ ผใฏๆ‰ฟใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆกไปถใŒไธ€ใคใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ€ๅญไพ›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“้”ใซใ“ใฎๆกไปถใŒใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใฏๅผทใ„้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅฝฉ่‰ฒใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–นใ‚’ๅฅฝใใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚€ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่ฃ็ธซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’้›ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธซใŒไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒญใƒผใƒ–็ณป็ตฑใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ไฝœๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใชใฏใšใ€‚ ใใฎ้˜ฒๅ…ทใซ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚‹? ๆ–นใŒๅฅฝใใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช? ใ€Œใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„่‰ฒๆ‹ๆฒ™ๆฑฐใซใŠใผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ‚Œใ€‚่‰ฒใฏๆ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ญ…ๆƒ‘็š„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่บซใซใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ’Œๆœใ‚‚่ตคใ€็ดซใ€้ป„ใ€็™ฝใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ซใƒฉใƒ•ใƒซใช่‰ฒใฉใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‰ฒใธใฎๆƒ…็†ฑใฏใใ“ใฏใ‹ใจใชใไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆกไปถใจใฏใ€ใใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใงใฎ็ด ๆๆŽกๅ–ใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใ€ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ็ด ๆ้›†ใ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใ‚ใจใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ้ก˜ใฃใŸใ‚ŠๅถใฃใŸใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ใƒผใ„ใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ€ๅทจไบบใฎๅข“ๅ ดใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใ€ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅนฝ้œŠใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€Žๆจใ‚ใ—ใ‚„ใƒผใ€ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚„ใ—ใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‹ๅผฑใ„ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใจใ—ใฆใฏ่ƒธ่บใ‚‹ๅ†’้™บใŒๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ่‰ฒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ็ด ๆใจใฏใชใ‚“ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใงๆŽก้›†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใซใจใฃใฆใฏ้žๅธธใซ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใชๆๆกˆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใพใ™! ๅœฐใฎๆžœใฆใพใงใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใพใ™!ใ€ ไฟบใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซใจใณใฃใใ‚Šใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใซใ€็ต‚ๅง‹ใคใ‹ใฟใฉใ“ใ‚ใฎใชใ„ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ™ใ“ใ—ใƒ“ใ‚ฏใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใŒ้ข็™ฝใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใ“ใ‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ€Žๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎ่‰ๅŽŸใ€ใ‚’่ฅฟใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใจ่กŒใใคใใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎๅค‰ๅ“ฒใ‚‚ใชใ„่’ใ‚Œๅœฐใ€‚ ่ตค่ŒถใฎๅคงๅœฐใŒๅค•ๆ—ฅใซ็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ†ใ‚‰ๅฏ‚ใ—ใ•ใŒไธ€ๅฑคๅข—ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅœฐๅนณ็ทšใซๆฒˆใ‚€ๅคช้™ฝใ‚’ใ€ไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€ใตใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ ๆŽกๅ–ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏๅฎŒๅ…จๆญฆ่ฃ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใจใฏ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไธ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ€ๅ’Œ่ฃ…ใฎไธŠใซๅณ่‚ฉ้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒๅคงใใ้–‹ใ„ใŸๆš—ใ„ ๅคง้‡ใฎ้ญ‚ใŒๆ†‘ใๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใ€ๅขƒ็•ŒใŒใ‚ใ„ใพใ„ใซใชใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใ€่‡ช่บซใฎๆ‹ ใ‚Šๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ€็”Ÿ่€…ใฎ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใ‚‹ในใใใฎๅงฟใ‚’็พใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒใ€ใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅ ดใ€......ใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ่’้‡Žใซใ€‚ ๅฎต้—‡ใจๅ…ฑใซใ€็„กๆ•ฐใฎๅข“็ŸณใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅนปใฎๅฆ‚ใใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ€‚ ใใฃใจๆญปใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใซใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใซๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ไฟบใฎ่ข–ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒƒใจๆกใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅ ดใ€ใ€‚ ๅคœใฎๆ™‚้–“ใซใ—ใ‹ใ€ๅ‡บ็พใ—ใชใ„็‰นๆฎŠใชใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€‚ ้€š็งฐใ€ๆต…ใ„ๅคขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใปใ‚“ใฎไธ€ๆ™‚ใฎ็Ÿญใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใซใ—ใ‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ๅข“ๅœฐใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใ‚ใใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅฝฉ่‰ฒใ™ใ‚‹้š›ใซใƒ‘ใƒฌใƒƒใƒˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้ธๆŠžๅฏ่ƒฝใช่‰ฒใŒ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่ฉณใ—ใใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒ่ฃ็ธซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใฏๅฝฉ่‰ฒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใธใจๆดพ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ไบŒๆฌก้ …็›ฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใ‚‹่‰ฒใฎ็จฎ้กžใŒๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใฏใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒฌใ‚ทใƒ”ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆœ€ๆ–ฐใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ่ขดใ‚’ไฝœๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใซไธ€ใคใ ใ‘ใ€่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฌ่‰ฒใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซ้Š€้ซชๆด‹็‰ฉใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎไฟบใซใ€้‡‘้ซชๅ’Œใƒ†ใ‚คใ‚นใƒˆใฎ ใ€Œ่‰ฒใฎๅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŒ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŒๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใ“ใงๆŽกๅ–ใŒใงใใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ๅˆฅใซใ€ใใฎ่‰ฒใซใ“ใ ใ‚ใฃใฆ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅก—ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใใพใงใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใใฎๆ–ฐ่‰ฒใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅข“ๆจ™ใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไธญใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŒใฉใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใชใฎใ‹ๆƒณๅƒใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใไบˆๆƒณใŒใคใใ€‚ ็ณปใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคœๆ˜Žใ‘ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šๅฐฝใใใ†ใžใ€ ๅงซๆญฆ่€…ใฏๅฆ–่‰ถใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ€็™ฝ้ชจใŒ่ปขใŒใ‚‹ๅข“ๅœฐใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ€Žใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใ€ๅนฝ้œŠใซๆณจๆ„ใ€ใจใฎๅฆ™ใซๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ๅญ—ใงๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ็ซ‹ใฆ็œ‹ๆฟใ‚’ๅฐป็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅœฐใ€ใฎๆŽจๅฅจใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏ4~9ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœๆŽจๅฅจใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒใฐใ‚‰ใคใใฎใ‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆทฑ้ƒจใธ่กŒใ‘ใฐ่กŒใใปใฉๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅผทใใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณ Lv11 HP230/230 ใƒŸใƒŠ Lv8 HP110/110 ใ‚ฟใƒญ Lv4 HP50/50 ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏใพใLv8ใจใใ“ใใ“ใ ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ไฟบใ ใ‘ๅ ด้•ใ„ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใ“ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ใŠ็›ฎๅฝ“ใฆใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใฏๅ‰ฒใจๅผฑใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใฏ็งใŒใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใฃใ€ ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ๅฃฐใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ ใƒใ‚ญใƒฅใƒƒใ€ใƒใ‚ญใƒƒใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ฌใƒƒใจใ€้ชจใฎ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹้ŸณใŒๅฆ™ใซใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใฃใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใฏๆ‰“ๆ’ƒๆญฆๅ™จใซๅผฑใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠๆฐใฎใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ๅคœ้—‡ใฎๅข“ๅœฐใซใฆใ€็ฅžๅฎ˜ๆœใงใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใพใ‚ใ—ใ€ใฎใ‚ใฎใ‚ใจๅ‹•ใ็™ฝ้ชจใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™้‡‘้ซช็ซฅๅฅณใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใชใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใงใ™......ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใ‚คใ€ใฏใงใพใ›ใ‚“ใญใ€ ใใฎใพใพใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚คใ‚ณใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“้”ใ‚ˆๅฎ‰ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็œ ใฃใฆ......ใจใ‹ๅๅญ—ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ็ฅˆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๆง˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใƒผใชใ‚“ใฆ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใงใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™......ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝใ„้ชจใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฌŽใฎ็ด ๆใฎใฟใ€‚ ไฟบใจใ—ใฆใฏๆœช็Ÿฅใชใ‚‹ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใชใฎใงใ€ๅ–œใฐใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’่ฆ‹้ฃฝใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆ„ๆฐ—ๆถˆๆฒˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ“ใ—ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ถณใ‚’ใจใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ€Ž็™ฝใ„้ชจใ€ใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใ‚คใชใ‚‹็ด ๆใฎใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใŒ้š ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ใใฎๆ˜”ใ€ๅทจไบบๆ—ใซๅฅด้šทใจใ—ใฆๅพ“ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้–“ใฎ้ชจใ€‚ใ™ใ‚Šใคใถใ—ใฆ้ชจ็ฒ‰ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ „้คŠๅ‰คใฎๅ…ƒใจใชใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๆฑŽ็”จๆ€งใฏๅบƒใ„ๅŠ้ขใ€ๅŠนๆžœใฎใปใฉใฏใใ‚Œใปใฉๆœ›ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๆญดๅฒใ‚’ๅˆปใ‚€ใ€ŽๅคใๅฒๅŸใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณใ€ใŸใกใชใฉใŒ้ญ”่ก“ใฎ้กžใชใฉใงไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็›ฎๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆผ”ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ้“ๅ…ทใซใ™ใŽใชใ„ใ ใจใ‹ใ€‘ ......ใœใ‚“ใฃใœใ‚“ๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‚ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใพๆ „้คŠๅ‰คใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชใ“ใจใจใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“้ญ”ๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅฐ้“ๅ…ทใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ“ใจใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใชใ€‚็ด ๆ็š„ใชไพกๅ€คใ‚‚ๅŠนๆžœใฎใปใฉใŒไฝŽใ„ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้ซ˜ใใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๆ „้คŠๅ‰คใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ด ๆใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŸใกใฃใฆๅทจไบบๆ—? ใฎๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ๅ˜่ชžใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ™ใ“ใ—ใ ใ‘่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ…ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏ้“็†ใง......ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใซ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้ ทใใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๆ•ตใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ“ใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’่ชฟในใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’้€ฒ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚Œใพใ™ใฎใงใ€ใŠๆฐ—ใซใชใ•ใ‚‰ใšใซใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ‚’็ตŒใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™่ก“ใ€ใงไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ŽใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ€็ด ๆใฎ่€ๆ€งใ‚’็ฐกๆ˜“็š„ใซ่ชฟในใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ››่ง’ใฎใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใซ็™ฝ้ชจใ‚’ใ„ใ‚Œใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฟใซๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณไธŠใŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใฎ็‰นๆ€ง: ๆŸ” 0 ๅฑžๆ€ง ๅ‘ช1 ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใซใ‚ˆใ‚ใฃใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฏใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใงใฎๅˆ†ๆž้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅพฎๅผฑใ—ใ‹ๅ‚™ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฑžๆ€งใซๅ‘ช1ใจ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใซไป˜ๅฑžใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฟใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใงใƒ–ใ‚นใƒชใƒƒใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใ‚’ๅˆบใ™ใ€‚ :ใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใƒปๅˆบ+1: ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใ‚’ๅฉใใ€‚ :ใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใƒปๆ‰“ๆ’ƒ+1: ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้ชจใ€ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐ!? ใปใ€้ชจใ‚’้ฃŸใ™ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใคใ„ใงใซ็ด ๆใฎๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚‚ๆ–ฝใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ใจๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€้žๅธธใซใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใงๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚’ๅฎŸ็พใงใใ‚‹ๅŠ้ขใ€ใใฎๅผทๅŒ–ๅ€คใ‚‚ไฝŽใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ไธ€ๅบฆๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅ†ใณๅผทๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซ30ๅˆ†ใฎใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅ†’้™บไธญใซๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใๅผทๅŒ–ใ‚’ๆ–ฝใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ€ŽใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใ€ใฎ็‰นๅพดใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใ€ๅคงใใ™ใŽใ‚‹็ด ๆใฏใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใงใฏๅˆ†ๆžใƒปๅผทๅŒ–ใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใง่ฆ‹็›ดใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŒ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใƒผใ‚“......็ด ๆใ‚’็ฐกๆ˜“็š„ใซๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใฟใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒๅผทๅŒ–? ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ๆŒ™ๅ‹•ใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€้ฉšใใซๆบ€ใกใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใงใ™ใ€ ไฟบใŒๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŒไบŒๅŒนใปใฉ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใŒใพใŸใŸใ้–“ใซๆ‰“ใก็ •ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฅฎ้—˜ใ™ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅข“ๅ ดใฏๆ€–ใใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคœ็ฉบใซใฏๆœˆใŒๆ˜‡ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅ…‰ใซๆฝœใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎๆ˜Žใ‚ŠใŒไฟบ้”ใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใ‚’่ฉณใ—ใ่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ๆ•ตใ‚’้›ฃใชใ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผๅ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณ Lv11 MP62 ๅŠ› ? ้ญ”ๅŠ› ? ้˜ฒๅพก ? ้ญ”้˜ฒ ? ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•? ่ƒด:็ด…ใƒŽๆˆฆไน™ๅฅณ ่…•:ๆผ†ใƒŽ็ฑ ๆ‰‹ ่ถณ:ๅŸŽใƒŽๅ…ท่ถณ ไธกๆ‰‹: ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ ่–™ๅˆ€่ก“Lv12 ็ฅ่ฉž
He wears overlapping clothes on several layers, like twelve, and smiles coolly at this one. It's Mina. "Ha ha, being an adorable customer. It's an introduction from that woman (George), so if you think about what kind of tough guys are coming, I dream about angels and clerics coming." "Actually..." I suppress shame, get "Dancing Circles in the Sky (Rondo)" out of my gear storage and change instantly with one tap. This will be my second try on, but I'm still embarrassed to wear a flirty skirt based garment of female things, albeit long length. "... say..." Mr. Announ looks at me in my pale dress and gets a ho exclamation exhale. The trick is strangely smooth. Mr. Announ looks the same age as me on the outside of the character, but I wonder if a little trick or tone is adult colored incense, making me feel like I'm in season. "I'm going to wear this to a fairy ball." "Harrah..." I look sharply at Mr. Announ's dress. "So, right? I can't even look at the dress that suits this Mina." "Beautiful..." "Huh? Uh." "Did you do it without the clothes? People who cover their mouths with sleeves and narrow their eyes on half-moon shapes. Because of your promise to Mr. Mithola, you cannot answer. But sometimes I want you to make Mina's dress, and I can't hurt this guy's mood. As I answered, Mr. Announ laughed and repeated his questions. "I wonder if it's something out of the door." "I understand. Mr. Taro's request, accepted." "Ho, really! Clap it out, that's what this is about. Half surprised and half joyful that you agreed to it lightly. Looking back, the blonde cleric (Mina) also smiled happily. I knew it was a girl. I guess I had a desire to go to a ball in a beautiful dress. "You did it, Mina" Raise your right hand to Mina. It's a high touch of joy. To respond to my movements, Mina also slowly, gently and chongqing layered her own index finger. High-touch...... couldn't. The feeling of your palms squirting is ticklish. "Yes, angel. Thank you." "No, no, I'm not the one thanking you, to Mr. Announ, am I? "Mr. Tallo, it's too early to thank you." Mr. Announ says with a slightly mean inclusive laugh. "Mr. Taro's request has been accepted. However, here's one condition, Arinsu. Whether or not this condition will be raised for the ladies who are children..." "I prefer colouring to building strong protective equipment." Mmm. Mr. Announ is a character who is developing his sewing skills, so he should be good at creating robe lineage protective equipment like the one used by the Magic Instructor. Colour that armor? Are you saying you prefer it? "I don't know if I can get into crappy sex work. Color is less seductive than love." Indeed, the Japanese clothes worn by Mr. Announ are also colorful, such as red, purple, yellow and white. The passion for color is quite conveyed there. "Condition is to be accompanied by the material collection in making the colour" I mean, he asked me to do a material collection with him. That's a wish or a fulfillment. "Frightened, to a place rumored to be a graveyard of giants" For some reason, Mr. Announ smiles softly as he poses as' grudge or - 'with his hands like ghosts. "It's not suitable for weak girls." I don't know, but as for this one, there's going to be a chest-leaping adventure ahead of us. It is a very attractive suggestion for alchemists as to what materials are used to make colors and where exactly they will be collected. "I'm going! I will follow you to the end of the earth! I smile perfectly at Mr. Announ, I declare. It was interesting that Mr. Announ, who had no grasp of the momentum at all, was so freaked out. It changed, and this is a wasteland with no philosophy whatsoever, going west on 'Beginning Meadows'. The earth of red tea is lit by the sunset, and the flattery increases even further. The sun sets on the horizon, me and Mina, and Mr. Announ are watching. "Thoughtfully, here's what I want." Even when it comes to sampling, it looks like a monster appears in the field, so we're here fully armed. Mr. Announ has also revamped his equipment earlier, and is wearing dark red painted armor with a wide open right shoulder over the Japanese costume. The place where a large number of souls possess them manifests themselves in order to take away the souls of the living, aiming at the moment when boundaries are obscured and in search of their own place. "This is the shallow dream graveyard..." Until earlier, in the wilderness where there was nothing. With the night and darkness, countless headstones emerged. That's fantastic, loose. Gently scatter the smell of death. "Oh, angel." Mina, who was behind me, grabs my sleeve cuddly, wondering if you were anxious. "It's okay." I shake my hand back so as to reassure her. "Shallow Dream Graveyard". Only at night time, special fields that do not appear. Commonly known as a cemetery that only exists for a short, temporary period of time dreaming of shallow dreams. Mr. Announ, when coloring your gear, something like a palette comes up, and you can see a selectable color from it. I don't know the details, but it seems that sewing skills have secondary items that are derived to color skills, and they increase the variety of colors that can be recognized depending on the level and ability. This time around, Mina is going to be equipped with the latest designs Announ has just mastered. They discovered only one unfamiliar color name when they created it. By the way, the mismatched tag with the Japanese blonde taste (Hakama) on me in the silver-haired western dress burns quite a bit, Announ said. "Due to the name of the color, I'm pretty sure Skeleton has something to do with it, Arinsu. In other words, a demon, Skeleton, appears." Nothing, I don't need to focus on that color and paint it, but Announ only wants to try on that new color. I can predict without having to imagine what kind of monster Skeleton is as the tomb markers come up one after the other. I guess it's a skeletal monster. "Before dawn comes, let's hunt it down." The princess martial artist smiled lusciously and stepped into the graveyard where the white bones rolled. I followed Mr. Announ with a standing sign on my ass written in a strangely adorable letter with 'Beware the Ghost Ahead'. The recommended level of "Shallow Dream Cemetery" seems to be 4-9. Why does the recommendation level vary, because the deeper we go, the stronger the monsters that emerge. Anno Un Lv11 HP 230/230 Mina Lv8 HP 110/110 Talo Lv4 HP 50/50 Mr. Announ, you have a high level. And Mina's there with the LV8, well. I don't feel like I'm the only one in the wrong place, but the skeleton you're looking for is weak. "I'll protect you, angel." Mina beats the mace to the moving skeleton with her cute voice. Bakku, bakku, gagga, the sound of bone crushing is strangely real. "Pfft. Skeletons are not vulnerable to strike weapons. Mr. Mina's mace helps Kalinsu" At night in the cemetery of darkness, the figure of a blonde girl wielding a mace in cleric clothes and kicking a cursory moving white bone monster also wondered if that was it. "I haven't dropped it...... you're not quite 'Skeleton Dark Gray'" Keep it up, Mr. Geeks. Sleep in peace... or cut the cross and pray for me. I don't know how to be comfortable (relaxed). "Again, it's not..." By the way, the only thing Skeleton drops is the mysterious material called 'white bone'. As far as I'm concerned, it's an unknown drop item, so I'm glad to hear it, but you're tired of seeing this material, Mr. Announ is depressed. "Wow, can you wait?" Ask the leading Mr. Announ to put his foot together, and I'll activate the ability 'Appraisal Eye' to analyze 'White Bone'. Something skeleton dark gray material tips may be hidden. [Human bones that used to be obeyed by giants as slaves. It is said that when crushed and bone powdered, it is the source of the nutritional agent. Its versatility is broad half-sided, not as desirable as its effect. They have also witnessed the use of "The Witches of Old History" etc. to mark history in sorcery, etc., but do you think they are all just tools to create an atmosphere from them?] ... That's not helpful. About the fact that it was going to be a nutrient for Torima and the fact that it was a prop for the witches I don't really know. Since the material value is also less effective, it would not be expensive. "Angel, did you find out anything? To Mina's inquiry, I shake my head to the side. "No. But I wonder if I found out it would be a material as a nutrient. And the skeletons here are giants? although they were slaves." I was only excited about the word Giganto. "Ho, that makes sense..." Mr. Announ nods to be convinced of something. I make sure I don't see any enemies around me and advise you to look into this material just a little bit more. "I will be slaughtered enough by myself, so don't worry about it." With Mr. Announ's approval, I will take the alchemy skills I have just acquired and the alchemy kit "Lunchbox" used in "Tutorial Arts". In fact, this makes it possible to briefly examine the resistance of the material. Try placing white bones in a square lunchbox. Letters come up on the lid. : Characteristics of 'white bone': Soft 0 Attribute Curse 1 According to the blow. After all, as analyzed in "Appraisal Eye," is magic only provided with faint powers? I'm concerned that the attribute is labeled Curse 1, but for now, open the lid with one hand the kit that came with the lunchbox. "Busli with a fork" Stab 'white bone' with a fork. : Characteristics and spurs of 'white bone' + 1: Beat 'White Bone' with a spoon. : Characteristics and Strikes of 'White Bone' + 1: Cut 'white bone' with a knife. "Mr. Tallo!? Are you going to eat bones? Finally, I will also try to strengthen the material. Compared to the "torture pedestal that directs the restoration," the half-sided, whose enhancement value is also low, can achieve enhancement very quickly. Moreover, once the enhancement has been made, it will take 30 minutes of cool time to re-enforce the material. Fast enhancements during these adventures are the hallmark of this' lunchbox '. Also, materials that are too large cannot be analyzed or enhanced in a lunchbox. After that, I will review it in "Appraisal Eye" but there was no change in the description. "Hmmm... I've tried to simplify the material, but it doesn't seem to make any particular difference" "Reinforce? Reinforce material (...) because? I look back here with an act that doesn't sound like Mr. Announ. The look was full of surprises. "Yes. Ah, it's Skeleton" While I'm analyzing, it looks like we've got about two skeletons coming together, but Mr. Announ and Mina just happen to smash into pieces. From the way Mina struggles, I'm not more scared of this graveyard than I thought. The moon rises in the night sky, and the lights of the stars illuminate us as we lurk in its light. "Mr. Tallo. Explain in detail what you just said about enhancing the material." The princess samurai, who slaughtered his enemies without difficulty, asked in an intriguing manner with a rough nose. Character Name Announ Lv11 MP62 Power? Magic? Defense? Magic defense? Fast? Torso: Red No Battle Maiden Arm: Lacno Cage Hand Feet: Castle No Feet Both hands: Nagana Ami Skill Swordsmanship LV12 Congratulations LV3
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ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ......ๆ‰‹ใฎๅฑŠใใใ†ใซใชใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆœช็ทดใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆญปใฎๅฃใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ถ…่ถŠใ—ใŸใƒƒใƒƒใ€ๆ„›ๅผŸๅญใŒไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใจ้กŽใ‚’ใ‚ซใ‚ฏใ‚ซใ‚ฏใจๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ„้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใซไฟบใ‚’ๅผŸๅญใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฏใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใซๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใซ่ตทใไธŠใŒใฃใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ†ใƒƒใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใง่กŒๅ‹•ใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟƒใŒ็‡ƒใˆ ๅธซๅŒ ใฏไฟบใŒๆฒˆ้ป™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ„ใถใ‹ใ—ใ‚“ใ ใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใใ€้—‡ใจๅ…ฑใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸๅธซๅŒ ใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจไฟบใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใชใงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„›ๅผŸๅญใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚’ๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ‚ปใ‚คใƒƒใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็‰นๆฎตใซๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๅฃฐ้ŸณใŒใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ไฟบใฎไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’ๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ‚ปใ‚คใƒƒใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซโ€•โ€•ใ‚†ใ ใญใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใฆใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅ†ใณใ‚ซใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅธซๅŒ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ„›ๅผŸๅญใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟก้ ผใจใฏใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใจใ ใ‘ใƒ„ใ‚คใƒผใƒˆใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ ใ‘ใฏใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚‚ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใซๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใฆใ€ไปฅๅ‰ใฎๅญฆๆ ก็”Ÿๆดปใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸ็‚นใฏใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๆœ€ใŸใ‚‹็‰ฉใŒใ€ๅคไผ‘ใฟใ€‘ใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅญฆๅœ’ใซ้€šใ†่€…ใฎๅคšใใฏใ€ๅฎถๆŸ„็š„ใซๅค–ใ›ใชใ„ใŠๅฎถ่กŒไบ‹ใจใ‹ใงๅญฆๆ กใ‚’ ใกใชใฟใซไฟบใฏ็‰นๅˆฅ็ทจๅ…ฅ็‰นๅพ…็”Ÿใจใ—ใฆใฎๅพ…้‡ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใฎๅˆฉใ่ฌ›็พฉใ‚ซใƒชใ‚ญใƒฅใƒฉใƒ ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคใฎ่‡ช็”ฑ้ธๆŠž็ง‘็›ฎใซใ€ๆ—ฅๅธ่ปใฎๅŸบ็คŽ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ๅญฆใ€‘ใ‚’ๅฐ‚่กŒใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅญฆๆ กใงใฎๆ˜ผไผ‘ใฟใ€‚ ๆœบใฎไธŠใงๅคใฎ่‡ช็”ฑ้ธๆŠž็ง‘็›ฎใฎๅ‚™่€ƒ็”จ็ด™ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฏๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฏใใฎใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใญ......ใ“ใ‚“ใช็Šถๆณใ˜ใ‚ƒๆญฆๅŠ›ๆ–น้ขใŒ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญ......ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅซใฟใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅˆ็‚นใฎใ„ใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ†ใชใšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€Žใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใŒ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ่ตทใ“ใ™ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸ่ช่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ๆ•ฐๅฐ‘ใชใ„ไปฒ้–“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌใฏ็ฌฌไบŒๆฌกไธ–็•Œๅคงๆˆฆใงใฎๆ•—ๆˆฆๅ›ฝใงใฏใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆˆฆๅ‹ๅ›ฝใจใ—ใฆใ€ไธ–็•Œใฎไธญๆžขใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†ๅฏŒๅ›ฝใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ถ…่ถ…ๅ…ˆ้€ฒๅ›ฝใฎ่ปไบ‹็š„ๅญฆๅ•ใฏใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚น็Ž‹ๅฎคใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎๅผ•ใใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—็พๅœจใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌใฏๆญฆๅŠ›ใฎๅ„ชไฝๆ€งใ‚’ไฟๆŒใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ›ฝ้˜ฒใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹้‡ๅคงๆฉŸๅฏ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ฑช่ชžใ—ใ€ๅค–ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็•™ๅญฆ็”Ÿใฏ่ปไบ‹็š„ใช่ฌ›็พฉใ‚’้™ๅฎš็š„ใซใ—ใ‹ๅ—่ฌ›ใงใใชใ„ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๅฐŽๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅญฆ็”Ÿใฎ่ฌ›็พฉใ”ใจใใง้‡ๅคงๆฉŸๅฏ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏ่ปไบ‹ๆ–น้ขใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใ‚’ไป–ๅ›ฝใซใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚่ปไบ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠ่žใใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹? ่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใฎๅคๅญฃ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใฎไปถใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿใฎๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผš?ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐๅ‰ใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒ่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใฎ็ทจๅ…ฅ่ฉฆ้จ“ใงๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใฃใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใงใฏๅญฆ็ง‘ใ”ใจใซๆฏŽๅนด10ไบบ~30ไบบใปใฉใ€็ทจๅ…ฅ่ฉฆ้จ“ใ‚’็ช็ ดใงใใŸๅ„ช็ง€ใชๆ–นใฎใฟ็ทจๅ…ฅใฎใŠๆ‰‹็ถšใใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใฏใ„ใ€‚็‰นๅˆฅ็ทจๅ…ฅใฎไฟบใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€่ˆฌใฎ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใคใ„ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿใฎ่ฉฆ้จ“็ตๆžœใŒๅ‡บใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŒๆŠซ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ๅœจๅญฆ็”Ÿใงใฏใชใใฆ?ใ€ ๆ–ฐๅ…ฅ็”Ÿๆญ“่ฟŽไผšใ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒŽใƒชใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€‚็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿไธ€ๅŒใฏใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒใ“ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใซๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใŸใจ็คบใ™่กŒไบ‹ใ ใใ†ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œไธ€็จฎใฎใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅทฆๆง˜ใงใ™ใ€‚้€šๅธธใฎ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใฏใŠๅฎถๆŸ„ใงๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใงๅ…ฅๅญฆๆจฉใ‚’ๅ‹ใกๅ–ใฃใŸๆ–นใ€…ใŒๅคงๅŠใ‚’ๅ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใงใ™ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใŒใ€ๅฐ†ๆฅใฎๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใŸใกใซ่‡ช่บซใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ๅ ดใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใŠไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใฎใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ๅ ดใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€ ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”Ÿใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎๅญฆๅœ’ใซๅ…ฅๅญฆใ—ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅๅฎถใ‚„ๅฏŒ่ฑชใ€ๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใฎๅญๆฏๅฅณใŸใกใจใฎ่ท้›ขใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅฃใ™ใ‚‰ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ่ซธใ€…ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃๆ‰•ใ†ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใŒๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใก่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒใƒ‡ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’่กŒใ„ใ€ๅœจๅญฆ็”Ÿใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฐ่ฑกใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใ‚„ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่€…ใซใ€ๅพŒ็จ‹ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใ่ฉฑ้กŒใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็ตกใฟใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚Šใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ‰ๆใจใ—ใฆๅœจๅญฆ็”ŸใŒไธŠไฝใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฆ‚ๅฟตใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎใ‚นใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใ‚ซใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ๆฑบๅฎšใฅใ‘ใ‚‹่ฉฆ้จ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงใ†ใพใ็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚ŒใฐไปŠๅพŒใฎๅญฆๆ ก็”Ÿๆดปใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใซใ€้†œๆ…‹ใชใฉ่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚Œใฐ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ•ใ‚Œใชใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใงไปŠๅนดใฎ่ป้–ฅ็ง‘็ทจๅ…ฅ็”ŸใŸใกใฎๅ…ฅๅญฆๅผไผšใชใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚น็Ž‹ๅฎคใฎ็งใจใ€ๆœชๆฅใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌๅŽๅฆƒใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œๆญ“ๅพ…ๅŠ‡ใฎๅฎŸ่กŒๆกˆใฏใ€็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒๅฃๆทปใˆใ—ใŸใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ไฟบใฏใคใ„ๆ•™ๅฎคใฎไธญๅฟƒใงๆญ“่ซ‡ใ™ใ‚‹็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‚Ž้ซชใฏ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšไบบใ€…ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๆƒนใใคใ‘ใ€้บ—ใ—ใฎ่ฒดๅ…ฌๅญ็„ถใจใ—ใŸ็พŽๅฝขใ‚’ๆƒœใ—ใฟใชใๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใพใใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใ€‚ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š่…นใŒ็ซ‹ใคใชใ‚ใจ็จใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผใฏใ™ใใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆŸ”ๅ’Œใช็ฌ‘ใฟใงไปฅใฃใฆ่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ๆ—ฅๆœฌๅๅฎถใจใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚น็Ž‹ๅฎคใ€ไธŠไฝใฎ่บซๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŒใค็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅคฑ็คผใจใ„ใฃใŸๆš—้ป™ใฎไบ†่งฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚็‰นๅˆฅใช็”จไบ‹ใ‚„่ฌ›็พฉไธญใงใ‚‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไธ‹ไฝ่€…ใŒไธŠไฝ่€…ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็„ก็คผใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚ŠไฟบใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏใ‚ผใƒญใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซไป˜ใๅพ“ใ†ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎไป˜ใไบบใ‹ใ‚‰็™บใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒ—ใƒฌใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฃใƒผใŒใจใฆใ‚‚้‡ใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใธใฎไพฎ่พฑใฏใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚น็Ž‹ๅฎคใธใฎไพฎ่พฑใ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ็œผๅ…‰ใŒ2ไบบใฎไป˜ใไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใŽใชใ„ๅฟ ่ช ใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅจไฟกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ใƒœใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ๅ…ผ็ง˜ๆ›ธ็š„ใชๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚‚ๆ‹…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไป˜ใไบบใ‚’ไพใ‚‰ใ™็”Ÿๅพ’ใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใ‚‰ใšใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ไพ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ‚Œใšใ€ๅ็›ฎไธŠใฏใ€ ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไป˜ใไบบใ‚‚้ป’ใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใฎๅฑˆๅผทใชๆธ‹ใ„ใŠใ˜ใ•ใพใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚็›ฎใคใใŒ็•ฐๆง˜ใซ้‹ญใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ไฟบใŸใกใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹็”Ÿๅพ’ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใ‚ใใ‚“ใช็Šถๆณใงใ‚‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ“ใฎๅธƒ้™ฃใงใ‚ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€ๆฐ—ๆฅฝใซใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ๅˆฅใซใ“ใฎๅญฆๆ กใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใจ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใ†ใ€็ชฎๅฑˆใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆไฟบใŒๅฅฝใๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„็ดใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ 2ไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ไปŠๆœใฎใ†ใกใซไผใˆใฆใŠใ„ใŸ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ƒƒใŒ้‡ใใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใŠๆ˜ผใ”้ฃฏใฏใ“ใฎ3ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏไฟบใจไผš่ฉฑใŒใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ‹ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใงใ€ไบ”ๆ—ฅๅ‰ใซ้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎ็ญ†้ ญๅŸทไบ‹ใŒ่ฑช่ฏใชๆ‰‹็ด™ใ‚’ๆบใˆใฆใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใซๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆ‰‹็ด™ใฎ้€ใ‚Šไธปใฏใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใฎไธญ็ญ‰็ง‘ใจ้ซ˜็ญ‰็ง‘ใซใ„ใ‚‹้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎๆ–นใ€…ใงใ€็ทๅ‹ข4ไบบใฎ็”ทๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๆ˜ผใ”้ฃฏใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใŸใ„ใจใฎใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฎถใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌๅไธ€ๅๅฎถใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฎถๆ ผใฏๅŠฃใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใซๅŠ›ใฎๆŒใคๅฎถๆŸ„ใง็‰นใซๆฐด็”ฃๆฅญใŒๅผทใ„ใ€‚ๆดพ้–ฅ็š„ใซใฏไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใฎๅ‚˜ไธ‹ใซใŠใ‚‰ใšใ€ไป–ๆดพ้–ฅใ ใฃใŸใŒ......็„กไธ‹ใซใŠๆ–ญใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ—ใŸใฎใ ......ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใคใ„ใฆใพใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ็ดใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็œฉใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใŒใ€็–‘ๅฟƒๆš—้ฌผใซใชใฃใŸๅฟƒใ‚’ๅ„ชใ—ใ็…งใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‰็”ทใŒๅปƒใ‚‹ใ€‚ 2ไบบใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ€ๅŠฑใพใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉ็”ทๅ†ฅๅˆฉใซๅฐฝใใ‚‹็Šถๆณใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใซๅ ‚ใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€็”ทใ‚‰ใ—ใไผš้ฃŸใซ่‡จใ‚€ในใใงใ‚ใ‚‹! ......ใใ†่ฑช่ชžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ๆœŸใŒไฟบใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ๅญฆ้ฃŸใซใคใ„ใฆใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๆŒŸใฟใ€ ใฎ็ ”้‘ฝใจๆŠ€่ก“ใ€้ฉšๅ˜†ใซๅ€คใ™ใ€ ้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎๆ–นใ€…ใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏไบบ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็”ทๅญ้™ฃใฏๆ˜ฅ้ขจใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ˆฝใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅคœใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆทฑใ„ๆผ†้ป’ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ ใ‘ใงไน™ๅฅณๅฟƒใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆบใ•ใถใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช่‚Œใฏ่‚‰ไฝ“ๅŠดๅƒใชใฉ็š†็„กใจ่ชžใ‚Šใ€ๆด—็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธŠๅ“ใชๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใŒๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ้ซ˜่ฒดใ•ใ‚’ไธ€ๅฑค้š›็ซ‹ใŸใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆฅตใ‚ใคใ‘ใฏใ€็ฐ็Œ›ใ•ใจๅ†ทๅพนใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸ้‡‘็œผใ ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒผใƒซใช็”ทๅญใŒๅฅฝใใชๅฅณๅญใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใช็žณใซ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅณใ‚ชใƒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพฉ่ˆˆใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎๅฅณๅญ้™ฃใ‚‚ๅฏๆ†ใ™ใŽใŸใ€‚ ๆกœใฎ่Šฑๅผใ‚’ๆ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹่–„็ด…่‰ฒใฎๅ”‡ใฏใตใซใฃใจใ—ใฆใ„ใฆ้บ—ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็™ฝ็Ž‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช่‚Œใฏ้™ถๅ™จใ‚’ๅฝทๅฝฟใจใ•ใ›ใ€ใใ™ใฟใฒใจใคใชใ„็ด”็™ฝใ•ใŒ็œฉใ—ใ„ใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใจ ่‰ถใ‚„ใ‹ใง้•ทใ„้ป’้ซชใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–ใฎ็”ทใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใ‚„ๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ๆตใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆƒณใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏ่œ‚่œœใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็”˜็พŽใช่ผใใ‚’ๆ”พใค้‡‘็œผใ ใ€‚ไธ€ๅบฆใใฎ็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใŸใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใ€ใใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใฎ่™œใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆถ็ด„ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎ็šฎ่†šใฏๆƒฐๅผฑใชใ‚Šใ€ ใ€Œ่‹ฆ่กŒใ€ๆ•…ใซๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฎๆดปๅ‹•้™็•ŒใŒ่งฃๆฑบใฎๅฆจใ’ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€ ้ฌผๆตๅฎถใฎ็”ทๅญใŒ่…•ใ‚’ใพใใ‚Šใ€็™ฝใ„่‚Œใ‚’้œฒใ‚ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพๆ—ฅใฎๅ…‰ใŒๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€็ช“้š›ใฎๆ–นใธใจ่…•ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ›ใฐใ€ใ‚ธใ‚ฏใ‚ธใ‚ฏใจ่ตคใ่…ซใ‚Œใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€็„ฆใ’ไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใจไธ€็ท’ใซ็…™ใพใง็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใŠใพใ‘ใซๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใซๅผฑใ„ใ€ใญใˆ......ใ€‚ ้ฌผๆตๅฎถ......้ฌผใงใ‚ใ‚Šๆฐดใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’็ฎก็†ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฎถๆŸ„ใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใฎใ€ๆฐด้–€ๅ›žๅปŠใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ่ก—ใ€‘ใฎๆ”ฏ้…่€…ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใƒดใƒฉใƒ‰ไผฏ็ˆตไธ€ๆ—ใจ้–ขไฟ‚ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ......? ใ€Œๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใ€ๅฑใจ็‹‚็ŠฌใŒๆฐดใธใจๆตใ‚‹ใ‚‹ใ€ ใชใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎใ‚ฆใ‚คใƒซใ‚นใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ‡ใƒŸใƒƒใ‚ฏใง็ดฐ่Œๆ„ŸๆŸ“ใ—ใŸไบบ้–“็ญ‰ใŒๅทใ‚„ๆตทใซใ‚‚ๆตใ‚ŒใŸใจใ€‚ใใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใงใ€้ญšใŒใ‚ฏใƒชใƒผใƒใƒฃใƒผๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใƒ€ใƒกใซใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๆฐด็”ฃๆฅญใฏๅคงๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฃฝ่–ฌใ€ๅฑใจ็‹‚็Šฌใ‚’ๆ‰“ใก็ •ใใ€ ใ€Œ่ฃฝ่–ฌใ€ๆฐดใ‚’ๆต„ๅŒ–ใ›ใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ 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323 Episode 319 Onijushi Update "Your smooth skull's touch, form, visuals, they're all lovely." After greeting me, Lady Nostalgia looked at her master's face with a melting expression. "Ah, how beautiful! I want to see you too! The most noble and beautiful woman in the world in my eyes! Ah, my lady! That's why Master Richie keeps staring at Lady Nostalgia with her lost eyeballs. The lady turned to her master and smiled. "For me, this view (...) is enough." I see, the sight in the lady's eyes is also very noble. Master Richie is also the world's best handsome lady nostalgia. What a lovely couple. I look at the two people who are happy to see each other again, and I envy them a little bit. Looking at the friendly masters... I remembered Shaking Night and Yuki. They're getting busier and busier ahead, and I have more things to do... so the distance between them opens up little by little... and that's how they grow up? Even when Konoe showed me that beautiful [Memory Palace Rocks of the Stars and Spirits], I thought it would be rude if we could see each other alone at night and evening. Such a lump and self-loathing grasp on my chest. The dark and rough picture of the future blurs behind your head, but Master and Lady shine in darkness. I wander around, but I want to believe that someday we can spend time together again. That's why I was asking Master to ask for salvation. "Master... what should I do if I have an unreachable opponent? "Even beyond the wall of death, what does my beloved disciple say?" Master makes his chin twitch and laugh away. Then he called me an apprentice, so the master was beaten up by the lady. Still, she stood up and continued her words. "Te, you just have to keep acting until you get it. Until your desire burns out! The Master will leave the Lady Nostalgia because I am silent. And without a sound, the master who approached with darkness slowly lifted my head. "Like when my beloved disciples brought me back to life..." A more gentle voice than usual melts my anxiety a little. "Just like when you brought my beloved woman back to life... it would be nice to relax." Then the master laughed again. "My beloved disciple. Trust is something like this. Let me just tweet." Only then did the lady not beat her master. After entering Imperial College of Japan, there were a number of changes to my previous school life. The most important thing is that [summer vacation] does not exist. Many of those attending this school frequently (hiccups) take a break from school due to family events that are indispensable. Instead, there is no fixed concept of extended leave, and each student can combine a curriculum that allows them to learn more when they can. Incidentally, I am treated as a special enrollment student, and I can organize a lecture curriculum that works more freely than ordinary students. Oh, did Taro specialize in Basic Knowledge of the Imperial Japanese Army in the free choice subject in summer? Lunch break at school. Looking at the summer freelance remark paper on her desk, Lily stroked her face from the side and chatted. "Ah, Lily. That's right. Actually, I do... I wonder how things are changing in terms of force in this situation." "That's right....." Lily nodded at my words, which contained a match. She is one of the few people who can accurately share the perception that 'games change reality'. Lily is right, Japan is no longer a loser in World War II. Rather, as an overwhelming victor, he is a wealthy nation that plays the central role in the world. Military scholarship in such a super advanced country would also be of interest to the British royal family, Lily. Today, however, Japan has introduced a system in which international students from foreign countries can only take limited military lectures in order to retain the superiority of force or because there are serious national defense secrets. It seems unlikely that other countries will want to know much about military education, as there should be no significant confidentiality in student lectures. Speaking of which, Taro. Did you hear about military relations? It's about the admission ceremony for the Summer Faction students. " "An admission ceremony for an enrolled student? Oh, speaking of which, George said he was busy with the Faction integration exam. "Yes, you see, at Imperial College of Japan, about 10 to 30 people per discipline are enrolled each year, and only those who have passed the inclusion exam are enrolled. Ah yes. Unlike me in special integration, are you a general integration student? " "Yesterday, they found out the results of the student enrollment exam." "Huh? Are the students going to show it? Not a student? Welcome to the freshman class, not like Nori. "Yes, they say that all the students are going to show that they have enrolled in this Imperial College of Japan." "Is it some kind of appeal time? "To the left. Rather than being enrolled in their own homes, most of them won the right to enrol on their own merits." "I see. It's a place where the inmates can appeal to their abilities to the future power, or create opportunities for relationships...." Even if I enrolled in this school as an enrolled student, I still have a distance from the sons and daughters of celebrities, rich people, and powerful people. Instead, you might even feel the wall. Have you met at the entrance ceremony for a chance to create an incentive to get rid of all these things? The students themselves will demonstrate, and the students will see it and speak later to those who are impressed or like it. Anyway, if there is a topic, it becomes easier to get involved. However, this does not seem to change the assumption that the students are in the top position. It's like an entrance exam that determines the school curse. If you can stand up here well, your school life in the future will be good, and if you show ugliness, you will not be treated as an opponent. What a difficult introduction & admission ceremony. "So this year's admission ceremony for faction students is going to be hosted by me in the British royal family and Taro, the future queen of Japan and angel (Vero) class of the Rainbow Goddess Church." "His Royal Highness has spoken of the proposed entertainment play." I will fly my gaze to the Crown Prince who cheers in the center of the classroom. Burning flaming hair still attracts people's eyes, and beautiful princess spares no effort to sprinkle around handsome men. As soon as he glanced at the anger, he noticed us. And with a soft smile, he waved his hand gently. What, that happy smile... I don't like it a bit because I'm saying, "I've done a good trick." Lily and I... aren't happy about the entertainment play for me for a millimeter. Instead, the stomach gets heavier with more chances of getting noticed. "Hah... Lily, it's time to learn how to eat." "Yes, sir. If you're going to the cafeteria, is it time for you to come to Kototsuka-san? Go outside the classroom to get rid of unpleasant feelings or to escape the sight of the Crown Prince. After a few minutes in the hallway, as expected, Kim came to pick us up, so we aim for the food study lounge. Today, as usual, it's moving smoothly. Because there are very few people who can speak lightly to me, Kim and Lily. There is an implicit understanding that it would be rude to speak to Japanese celebrities, the British royal family, and high-ranking opponents yourself. It seems disrespectful for subordinates to speak to their superiors unless they are on special errands or lectures. I mean, as long as we don't talk, there's no communication. And above all, the pressure coming from Lily's valet behind her was very heavy. The insult to Lily was an affront to the British Crown, and the sight of the two attendants was thrown out of the surroundings, demonstrating unyielding loyalty. In addition to showing prestige, he also plays the role of bodyguard and secretary. By the way, there are a few students who attend to their attendants. I am not an example, and in nominal terms I am a special integration student from the church [Arko Iris], beside which Blue White Tan always accompanies me with a maid attitude. I accept her for her insignificant follow-ups around me with her solemn work, but she is a precious relic (durelic) and friend. Incidentally, Qin's attendant and the tough uncle in the black suit are also unusually sharp. That's why there aren't many students who talk to us. Even under such circumstances, Kintetsu is as close to me as I am, so I can be spoken to easily or sometimes. But as long as I'm on this team, it's a fact that I can't communicate easily. I don't want to actively engage with the students at this school, but I feel like this. Anyway, if I like it, it is related to Lily and Qin's honor (men), so it suits this style for now. The two of them came up with the topic I told you this morning, and my stomach gets heavier even more. These three are not the only ones to have lunch today. As a matter of fact, I managed to have a conversation with you, and five days ago, the head butler of the demon family came to greet you with a lavish letter. The sender of the letter was an invitation from a total of four men and women who were in the middle school and high school of Imperial College of Japan to have lunch together. Although the Kiryu family is inferior to Japan's eleventh family, it is a very powerful family with a particularly strong aquaculture industry. The faction was not under the umbrella of the Buddhist Jingu family, but it was another faction... and I accepted because I had no reason to refuse... Honestly, I'm a little scared of what you're going to say. "It's okay, Message Taro. I'm with you." Qin and Lily's dazzling smile gently illuminates the mind that has become suspicious. That's right. A man dies when he's here. Surrounded and encouraged by two beautiful girls, there is no more manly situation. Then you should show your majestic behavior to the beautiful girls who support me and come to dinner like a man! ... there was a time when I was speaking Australian. At least until I sandwiched the table about the school meal and was attacked by a fierce feeling of pre-vision when I finished a light greeting with the face of the demon stream house.... "Respect, your discipline and skill, worthy of surprise." All the demons, it had a real beauty in humans. The men's team emits a refreshing aura reminiscent of the spring breeze, shaking darker dark hair than at night will shake even the heart of the maiden. Pure white skin speaks of no physical labor, and sophisticated and elegant behavior reinforces their nobility. And most of all, golden eyes with ferocity and cold light. If you like a cool boy, you'll be all right if you're stared at by those beautiful eyes. "Reconstruction, our demonic house is in the Buddhist Jingu house" Of course, the demonic women's team was too poor. The pale red lips reminiscent of cherry blossom petals are soft and beautiful. White ball-like skin evokes the appearance of ceramics, with dazzling purity without dullness. No woman can speak so well of flowers that attract nature and insects. With glossy, long black hair flowing, the men of the world will be flushed with all kinds of vibes and thoughts, thinking only of them. And it's a golden eye with a sweet glow, like melted honey. Once I looked into the eyes, I'm sure I'd end up captivated by their beauty. "Constraint, our skin becomes inert." "Distress, therefore, the limitations of our activities hinder resolution." A demonic boy wraps his arms around and reveals his white skin. If I stretched my arm towards the window where the sunlight was plunged in, it would have swollen red with zigzag and burning smell, and caused smoke. Besides, I'm vulnerable to sunlight... A ghost family... a ghost who manages the flow of water. I don't know, but you don't have anything to do with the Count Vlad clan, who was the ruler of the [Watergate Corridor Aquarium City]...? "The tragedy, the corpses and the rabies drift into the water." No, I see. People infected with bacteria due to the recent virus pandemic also flowed to rivers and seas. As a result, the aquaculture industry was devastated when fish became creatures and failed. "Pharmaceuticals, corpses and rabies crushed." "Purify Pharmaceuticals, Water" And thanks to the new drugs I'm supposed to develop, the demons managed to save us. If you give me this much, my neck will only be thick and vertical. Whoa, whoa, yeah, yeah. Hmm. ... I've heard that demonic houses burn their skin in the sun since they were born. Instead, you have very high physical abilities, so there are many people who go to Faction Medicine and there are many bloody people who are embarrassed, right? Hi. "Decided, we are at the Buddhist Jingu House." "Oath ceremony, I give you the supreme blood." No, I knew they were vampires.
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348่ฉฑ ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ้…ไฟกใ—ใ‹ๅ‹ใŸใ‚“ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒๆ˜Ÿใ‚ทใƒชใƒผใ‚บใ€‘ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚ฟใƒ€ใงใ“ใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ้€ธๅ“ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ‚ชใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ใŠ็คผใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซไฝœใ‚Š็ฝฎใใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ใ„ใใคใ‹่ญฒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใœใ‚“ใถใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒไฝœใฃใŸใฎ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ็พคใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใงๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ‚ขใƒˆใƒชใ‚จใ‚’้–‹ใในใใ ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใง่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๅฎฃไผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ! ๆ”ฏๆดใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰2ไบบใฏไฟบใŒๆธกใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅŠนๆžœใซๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅ–œใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใชใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚้…ไฟกใ—ใฆใใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚ชใƒƒใ‚ฑใƒผ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ทŠๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉไธ€็ท’ใซใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚ใ†ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„......ใŒใ€ใŒใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ็ฌฌไบŒๅ›žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใจใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒœ้…ไฟก? ใฏใ€ใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘ใฎ่ฃ่ทฏๅœฐใงๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ็„ก่ซ–......ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸ็‰ฉใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ......็€ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ3ๅฏพ3ใงใฎPvPใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใชใƒผใฃใฆๆ€ใ„ใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใช็ทจๆˆใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒซใฏ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใƒปไธญ่ท้›ขใƒป้ ่ท้›ขใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎ3ไบบใงใ€ๆœ€ๅคง็ซๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹้ ่ท้›ข ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใƒผใ‚“! ใจไฟบใ‚’็œŸใ‚“ไธญใซๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๆŠซ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใƒปไธญ่ท้›ขใƒป้ ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใ‚ซใƒใƒผใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใง็„กๆ•ตใงใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒฉๅง‰ใ‚‚่ฟ‘่ท้›ขใƒปไธญ่ท้›ขๅž‹ใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅฎˆใ‚Šใฏ้‰„ๅฃใชใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏๅฌๅ–šๅธซๆž ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ไฟบใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใŸๆ–นใŒPTใฏๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•็š„ใซๆ•ตใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใฎใฏๅฑ้™บใชใฎใจใ€ ใชใœ3ๅฏพ3ใฎPvPๆˆฆใ‚’ๆจกใ—ใŸ้…ไฟกๅ†…ๅฎนใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฎŸใฏใ€ใƒขใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ€‘ใฎ็‰นๆจฉใงใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฏใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅ‹ใกๆŠœใๆˆฆใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไธ‰ๆฎต้šŽใฎๅคงไผšใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚็ฌฌไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใฏใƒใƒˆใƒซใƒญใ‚คใƒคใƒซๅฝขๅผใงใ€50ไบบใšใคใฎใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใซๅˆ†ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒไธŠไฝ6ไบบใฎใฟใฎๅ‹ใกๆฎ‹ใ‚Šๆˆฆใ€‚ 1ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ไธญ6ๅใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใฏใ ใ„ใถๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็ฌฌไบŒๅ›žๆˆฆใฏๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ๅŒๅฃซใง่‡ช็”ฑใซใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€3ๅฏพ3ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’่กŒใ†ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๆœ€็ต‚ๅคงไผšใฏไธŠไฝ4ใƒใƒผใƒ ใ€ใ™ใชใ‚ใก12ๅใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰1ๅฏพ1ใฎใƒˆใƒผใƒŠใƒกใƒณใƒˆๆ–นๅผใงๅ„ชๅ‹่€…ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€็ฌฌไธ€ๅ›žๆˆฆใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎๅคšใ„ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใซใจใฃใฆใฏไฝ™่ฃ•ใงๅ‹ใกๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€็ฌฌไบŒๅ›žๆˆฆใฎ3ๅฏพ3ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅฎŸๅŠ›ๅ‹่ฒ ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ๆ—ฉใใ‹ใ‚‰็ทด็ฟ’ใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใ€ใคใ„ใฆใฏ้…ไฟกใ—ใฆใƒชใ‚นใƒŠใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‹•ใใ‚„้€ฃๆบใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใชใฉใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ๆ”นๅ–„ใ—ใฆใ‚†ใ“ใ†ใจใ„ใ†่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€้…ไฟกใงๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใจไป–ใฎ ใ€Ž3ๅฏพ3ใ‹ใƒผใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซPvPใฎ้ญ้‡ๆˆฆใงใฏใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆง‹ๅ›ณใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใจๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ็ต„ใ‚ใฐๆˆฆใ‚ใšใ—ใฆๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚ใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใฏใใ‚“ใช็”˜ใใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚‚ๆ•ฃใ€…ใช็›ฎใซ้ญใฃใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใƒผใ€ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไฟบใŒๅคงไผšใฎ็จฎ็›ฎใ‚’ไบ‹ๅ‰ใซ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚‚ไผใ›ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใพใงๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใชPvPๆˆฆใซใŠใ‘ใ‚‹็ทด็ฟ’ใฟใŸใ„ใช้…ไฟกใ ใจใ‚ซใƒขใƒ•ใƒฉใƒผใ‚ธใƒฅใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ใชใ€ใŠใ„ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚‚็€ใฆใŸ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ ใ‚ˆใช?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠๆƒใ„ใ‹......ไปฒ่‰ฏใ—......ใ‚คใ‚คใƒƒ!ใ€ ใ€Žๅ’Œ่ฃ…ใฎๅงซๅ›ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŠใฟ่ถณใ ใ€ ใ€Žๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซไฝ•ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Žใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคฉไฝฟๆฎฟใฎ็ด”็™ฝใชใ‚‹ๅธƒๅœฐใŒใ€ ใ€Žๆญปใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ›ใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆ–ฐ่กฃ่ฃ…ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ˆใƒผ!ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ€ใŠใŠใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎใŠไบŒไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใตใƒผใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ไฟบใ€‚ ใพใšใ€ๅŒๆ˜Ÿใซ่ผใๆผ”่ˆž่กฃ่ฃ…ใ€‘ใ‚ทใƒชใƒผใ‚บใฏใ†ใฃใ™ใƒผใ„็”Ÿๅœฐใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใๅ„ช็ง€ใช่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€็‰ฉ็†้˜ฒๅพกใจ้ญ”ๆณ•้˜ฒๅพกใŒ็ตๆง‹้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎใใ›่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฏใชใ—ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸ้‹ๅ–ถใƒใƒผใƒˆใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹้€ธๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅ•้กŒใชใฎใฏ......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„่กฃ่ฃ…ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฐ‘ๅฅณๆ„ŸใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€ๅฝ“็„ถใฎๅฆ‚ใใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใ‚‚็Ÿญใ„ใจ่จ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ้ซช่‰ฒใซใŠใ‚ใคใ‚‰ใˆๅ‘ใ‘ใฎ็™ฝใ‚’ๅŸบ่ชฟใจใ—ใคใคใ€ๆ‰€ใ€…ใซ่–„้’ใฎใƒชใƒœใƒณใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒ•ใƒชใƒ•ใƒชใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ’Œ้ขจใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆตด่กฃใฃใฝใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใปใฉใ‚ˆใใƒ–ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบ็š„ใซใฏใใ“ใŒใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใŸใ‚Š......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎไผ็ตฑ็š„ใช่กฃ่ฃ…ใฃใฆ็ด ๆ•ตใ ใ‚ˆใญใฃใฆ่ฉฑ! ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใฎใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ ผๅฅฝใŒไธ็‰นๅฎšๅคšๆ•ฐใฎไบบ้”ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจ......ใ€ใ ใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใ ! ๆทฑใ่€ƒใˆใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ ! ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใƒชใ‚นใƒŠใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ”ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’็ตŒใฆใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ3ไบบใจPvPใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠไบ’ใ„ๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‚ˆใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅฌๅ–šใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฏๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‡ใฃ? ใ‚ใ€ใŠใ€ใŠใฃใ™ใ€ ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€่กฃ่ฃ…ใธใฎ็พžๆฅๅฟƒใงไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ‚ใ‚ŒใคใŒๅ›žใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ‰ๅ›žใฎๅคง็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚Šใฎๆ™‚ใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใฎๆฎบใ—ๅฑ‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฅดใ€ใƒคใƒใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€Žไฟบใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซใ‚ใ„ใคใจๆˆฆใ„ใŸใใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Žๅคขใซๅ‡บใฆใใใ†ใชไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ•ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ? ใชใซใ€ใ‚ใฎใงใฃใ‹ใ„ใƒใ‚ตใƒŸใ€ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใŒๆ•ดใฃใŸใฎๅฏŸ็Ÿฅใ—ใ€ๅฏพๆˆฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎใƒชใ‚นใƒŠใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅ„ใ€…ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซ้ƒจ้šŠใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹่ˆžๅฐใ‚’ใ‚ตใ‚ฏใƒƒใจ็”จๆ„ใงใใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณๅฑคใฃใฆๅŽšใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใƒผใฃใฆๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ไปฎใซใ‚‚ๆฒปๅฎ‰ใŒๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใงใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ…จใซๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใŒใงใใใ†ใช็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใฎๅบƒๅ ดใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸใฎใฏๅฏพๆˆฆ็›ธๆ‰‹3ไบบใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚ไธ‰ๅๅไปฅไธŠใฎ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎไบบๆฐ—ใ‚„ๆใ‚‹ในใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบใŸใกใ‹ใชใƒผใ‚Šๅผทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ๆ…ฎใชใใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๆ€ใ†ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๆฉŸใ‚’ใƒ•ใƒซใซๆดป็”จใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆบ€ใ€…ใงใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใฎๆœฌๆฐ—ใ ใ€‚ 2ไบบใฎใ‚นใ‚คใƒƒใƒใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅ‰ใฎใƒ”ใƒชใคใ„ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใฒใ—ใฒใ—ใจๆตใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ“ใฎ็žฌ้–“ใŒๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบ’ใ„ใซไปŠใพใง็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใฆใใŸๅŠชๅŠ›ใจๅŠ›ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€ไธ€็จฎใฎ็ฅž่–ใ•ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ™็ฉบ้–“ใŒใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้™ๅฏ‚ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸ้ ˜ๅŸŸใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜้–‹ๅง‹ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใงๆฟ€ใ—ใๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ™โ€”โ€” ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฅฅใฎๆ–นใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Žใ‚“? ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่ฅฒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ญใƒซใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ !ใ€ ไฟบใŒไฝœๆˆฆ้€šใ‚Šใซ็ช่ฒซใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใ€Žๅพ…ใฃใŸใ€ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใพใ ๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใงใŠใญใŒใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใƒชใ‚นใƒŠใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅฅฅใฎๆ–นใ€…ใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใพใ•ใ‹ๆ‰ใ‚ไบ‹? ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฃ่ทฏๅœฐใฎๅบƒๅ ดใซใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–่ถณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฏใƒชใ‚นใƒŠใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฎใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใซๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไฟบใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็›ฎใงไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹็ขบใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใˆใƒผใฃใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฅฅใฎๆ–นใฏ่–„ๆš—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใ่ฆ‹ใŸ้™ใ‚Šใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใฎๆ–น่ง’ใซใฏ20ไบบใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใŒใŸใ‚€ใ‚ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชโ€”โ€” ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ฉณ็ดฐใชๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใŸใ‚ใซใ€้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ๆ–นใธใจ่ถณใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ‚†ใ‘ใฐใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใฎๆƒจ็Šถใ‚’็›ฎใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ€็กฌ็›ดใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ด™ใƒšใƒฉใฟใŸใ„ใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Žใฉใ‚†ใ“ใจ? ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใฉใ‚“ใช็Œ›่€…ใŒไฟบใŸใกใฎๅŒๅฃซใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€ŽใŸใฎใ‚€ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ‚’้‚ช้ญ”ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใ€ใพใšใ„ใž! ใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚ฌใƒณใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‹!ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฌใซใชใ‚‰ใชใใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žๅฑใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚„ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšใจใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใฎ้…ไฟกใฏ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅคฉๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชๆ‚ ้•ทใชใ‚ณใƒกใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅญใŒ1ไบบใงใ€้ป™ใ€…ใจไฟบใ‚‰ใฎๅŒๅฃซใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Šๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ ใจ!?ใ€ ใ€Žใใฎใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ ใ‚? ใ‚ใฎๅญใ€ ใ€Žใ‚? ใ‚ใ......ใฉใ“ใจใชใใ ใŒใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซไผผใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€‚้ซช่‰ฒใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜้Š€่‰ฒใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Ž้Š€......? ใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ‹! ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Žใพใ€ใพใ‚......่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใ†ใ€ ใ€Ž็„ก่จ€ใงๆฎดใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใŠใ†......? ใฉใ‚†ใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Žไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ๅˆ‡ใฎ็„ก่ฆ–ใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใ€็„กๆƒ…ใ€็„กๆฏ”ใ€็„ก่จ€ใงๆฎดใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€ ใจใ‚„ใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใฆใŸใžใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅ‹ใฃใฆใŸใ€ ใ€Žใฏ!?!?ใ€ ใŒ......ไปŠใฏใชใœใ‹ไฟบใ‚‰ใฎๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใซๆ‹ณใฎ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใฏ็ช็„ถใฎ้—–ๅ…ฅ่€…ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงๅคง็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ใฃใฆใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏ็„ฆใ‚‹ไธ€ๆ–นใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅคงๅ‹ขใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใงใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใซๆฅใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆ ไฟบใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ !? ่ฝใก็€ใ‘่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹่ชค่งฃใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใƒŸใ‚ฃใฏๆšด่ตฐใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏๅ…„ใจใ—ใฆใฎโ€”โ€” ใ€ŒๅจๅŽณ!ใ€ ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจใ€ใใ—ใฆ่ฟ…้€Ÿใซไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๅŽๆ‹พใ›ใญใฐใ€‚ ใŸใกใ‚’ใƒใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใ‚ญใฎใƒœใ‚ณใƒƒใƒœใ‚ณใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใฏ้‰„ๆงŒใ‚’ไธ‹ใ™ๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅคขไธญใซใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆไฟบใฎๅฃฐใชใ‚“ใฆๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใฏ? ใจๆ€ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ไธๅฎ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏไฟบใฎๅฆนใ€‚ ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๆ–นใธใจใใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใ€็„ก่จ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‘ใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใž!?ใ€ ใ€ŽไปŠใŒใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ! ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้€ฒๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚!ใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใŒไฟบใ‚’่ช็Ÿฅใ—ใŸใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆฒนๆ–ญใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆททๆฒŒใ‚’ๆ‹›ใใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใฎไป–ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ่ฅฒใ„ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒซใฏใ„ใชใ—ใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ€ๅทปใ่พผใฟใ€ๆฎดใ‚Šใจใฐใ—ใ€ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ้ญ‚ใฎๅฅฅๆทฑใใพใง็ชใๅˆบใ—ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฝผๅฅณใ“ใใŒใ€ๅฐ้ขจใฎไธญๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใŸใพใ‚‰ใšใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใŸใกใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚’็ˆ†ๆ•ฃใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใฎๆ–นใธใจ่ตฐใ‚Šใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฑใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎ้™ๆญขใ‚‚่žใ‹ใšใ€ไฟบใฏ้ง†ใ‘ๆŠœใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŠใŠใŠใŠ!? ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘VSใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎ้‰„ๆงŒๅงซใ€‘ใฎPvPใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Žใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠ! ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚Œใˆใˆใˆ!ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ๅคงๅฃฐใงๅซใถใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใใƒผ!!!!!ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็Œ›ๆ”ปใŒๆญขใ‚€ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใฎ้–“้š™ใ‚’ๅ…จๅŠ›ใง็‹™ใ„ใ€ๅฐ้ขจใฎไธญๅฟƒๅœฐใธใจๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๅ‘ผๅธใงไฟบใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅพน้ ญๅพนๅฐพใ€็„ก่กจๆƒ…ๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‚จใƒซใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใฆ็ถบ้บ—ใช็ถบ้บ—ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ๆฐทใฎไธŠใซๅ’ฒใไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ชใƒผใƒญใƒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ„ช็พŽใ•ใจใ€้ซ˜ๅŽŸใซไฝ‡ใ‚€ๅฏๆ†ใช็™ฝ็™พๅˆใฎใ”ใจใ้€ๆ˜Žๆ„Ÿใซๆบ€ใกๆบ€ใกใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใฏ!? ใ€็„ก่จ€ใฎ้‰„ๆงŒๅงซใ€‘ใŒ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใž!?ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚ŠใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ญใ‚ฟใ‚ณใƒฌใƒผ!ใ€ ไฟบใŸใกใฏใใฎใพใพใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใ€ใใ—ใฆ็ฉบไธญใงไบ’ใ„ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ็•™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ„ๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€่ฟŽใˆใซใใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใฏใฏใ€‚ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใ€ ใใ—ใฆๅฟƒๅบ•ใ†ใ‚Œใ—ใใ†ใซใ€็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใซใ‚ใฉใ‘ใชใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ€‚ โ€”โ€”ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅฆนใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅคงๅคšๆ•ฐใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใŠๆŠซ้œฒ็›ฎใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ…„ใจใ—ใฆๅฟƒ้…ใ ใ€‚ ๅค‰ใช่™ซใŒใคใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใใฃใจใ‚ฝใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚’โ€”โ€” ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๅง‰ใฎๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ€‚ ใ€Ž......ใ†ใคใใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Žๅนพๅคšใฎ้šœๅฎณใ€ๅนพๅคšใฎ่ฉฆ็ทดใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใฆใ€็ด”ๅฟƒ็„กๅžขใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใฏๅทกใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ‘ใฉใ‚จใƒขใใญใ€ ใ€Žใชใซใ“ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใ€ๆถ™ๅ‡บใฆใใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Žใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใฎใŸใฃใŸไธ€่จ€ใงใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€็„ก่จ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‘ใฎ็ˆ†้€ฒใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸ......!?ใ€ ใ€‘ใ‚‚ไธ€่จ€ใงๆฒˆ้ป™ใ•ใ›ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Žๅ‰ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆไฝ•่€…ใ‚ˆใ€
352 Episode 348 Beautiful Girl'S Game Delivery Wins Having received the equipment of the [Two-Star Series] from Krulus, I think it is bad to get such a wonderful item for free, and I will give away some items that I have just made and put aside. "Did Taro make all this...?" Um, yes. Clara gazed at her hand with amazement as she gazed at the group of items she had taken seriously. "After all, Taro should open an atelier!" "I'll advertise a lot if we're good! I will help you!" Looks like they're impressed by the effect of the item I gave them. I am most grateful if you were pleased. Well, I'll deliver it today, but is Taro ready? "I'm nervous, but let's do our best together." "Ha, yes... but I'll do my best!" This is how it will be delivered in collaboration with Clarus II?began in the back alley of the [corrupt city of iron and chains, Girdigalion]. Of course... I appreciate what you've given me... I'm wearing it. "Today I'm going to show you a 3-to-3 PvP!" "After all, the basic organizing style is three people, short range, medium range, and long range type, and I think the main axis is to fight while protecting the long-range mercenaries (players) with the greatest firepower.But our party is.... " Bye! And Clarus shows me Nickoniko's smile in the middle. "Tarot is invincible because he has someone who can cover short, medium, and long distances!" "Lara's sister is also short-range and medium-range, so my protection is an iron wall." Incidentally, the PT is more stable if you protect me closer to the Summoner's frame, but Ruth's quick approach to the enemy is dangerous, and (...) instead of me, a super close type [(mud) shatterer (stalker) Jack the Ripper] plays PT with them, so I take an avant-garde position. Speaking of why it is a distribution content that mimics a three-to-three PvP match, it is actually because we purchased information that is a privilege of the [Morrigan Commission]. The arena event seems to be a winning battle, and will be held in three stages.The first round is in Battle Royal format, divided into groups of 50 people, with only the top 6 winning the remainder of the match. It's a lot tougher to have only six people in a group. And in the second round, the rest of them were free to party and fight three to three. The final tournament will be won by the top four teams, i.e. one to one of the 12 players. To be honest, Clarus, who has a lot of allies in the first round, will have plenty of room to win, but from three to three in the second round it will be a full strength match.Therefore, we talked about practicing as early as possible, and finally we talked about improving it by distributing it to listeners to point out movements and collaboration. Of course, other mercenaries (players) will find out how to fight if you cut everything off by broadcasting, so don't reveal anything special. Three against three. Sure, it's a structure that I often see in PvP encounters. " If Kralus and Angel teamed up, we wouldn't have to fight to win. No, no, no, these guys playing this game aren't that sweet. Kralus is getting into a lot of trouble too. Of course, I know the events of the tournament in advance. Camouflage says it's just like practice in a basic PvP game. "I mean, angel... you're so cute, hey" Isn't that the costume Kralus was wearing? Are you together... friendly... cumming! Princess Japanese-style dress, what a bummer. "What do you want from a girl?" But if you move a little more flashy, the angel's fabric will be pure white. Let me die! Taro's new costume is so cute! Good for you, Taro. "Oh, oh, oh. Ku, I got it from two of Kralus." Hmm, let's think calmly, me. First of all, the [dance costume shining on two stars] series is a superb piece of equipment instead of cumming fabric.Because physical and magic defenses are quite high.It is a gem that makes you feel like an operating cheat, such as not having the status necessary for the equipment. But the question is... are you saying it's an idyllic costume, a magical girl, or, of course, a short skirt? The design is based on the white color of my hair, and there is a pretense like a light blue ribbon in every place.Still, the Japanese-style chic is blended with a lot of yukata-like parts, and I kind of like it there... no, it's not that kind of thing, yeah. No, it's nice to wear traditional Japanese clothes! Still, I think a lot of unspecified people see me dressed like this... no, no!Don't think about it! "So this time, with the help of listener, I'm going to PvP with the three of you." "We'll do it both seriously.Taro, do you have any monsters to summon? " Huh? Ah, ooh, ooh. Ruth's shame about the costume doesn't help her answer her questions. I saw him on the last stand, but he looks like a killer. "I don't want to fight him." Isn't that the creepiness that comes out of your dreams?What, that big scissors? " Detecting that we are ready, the opponent's listeners begin to grasp each weapon. However, I think the clarus fan layer is thick around the time when you can prepare a stage that can be said to be a force so easily.Even in this city, where security is the worst, it creates a space where mock warfare can be safely conducted. Because not only three opponents gathered in the square behind the alley, but more than thirty other mercenaries (players) watched the area. Don't be afraid or popular with Krulus. Taro, I don't care if they're strong enough. "Let's do our best." Apparently Kralus is also willing to take full advantage of this machine and is serious. Once the two switches are fully switched, the pre-battle tingling air begins to flow.I like this moment anyway.The space that creates a sort of sacredness that collides with each other's efforts and strengths until now is so exciting. Such a quiet area moves violently with Clara's signal to start the battle. It was supposed to be. Ruth, something's wrong in the back. Hmm? Someone attacked you? Hey, that's a kill effect! Ruthie's "wait" was the arrow point I tried to penetrate along the operation. "Ladies and gentlemen, please stop the simulation.Listener said something was wrong with the people in the back. " "Nh, what do you mean, rubbing things?I wonder if there are any mercenaries who are pointing their feet at the square in the back alley? " Kralus seems half-hearted by the listeners' comments. Of course, I can't see the comments, so I try to see what's going on with my own eyes. Well, it's kind of dark in the back, so it's hard to see.But as far as I can tell, there were about 20 Clarus fans hanging in that direction. Move on to the noisier side to see more details. I saw the tragedy and became stiff. It's blown away like a paper pellet. Yuko? What kind of fierce man is killing us? Please protect our Krulus! Don't let me interrupt you for a moment! Hey, this isn't good! I'm getting gunned down! Hey, isn't this going to be a bit chaotic? Isn't it dangerous...? You can't beat Kralus and Angel! Is this a beautiful girl heaven? It's not like you're making such a long comedy. He's the one who's beating us down silently!? Isn't she cute? "Ah? Ah... somehow resembles [Silver Angel].Her hair color is the same silver. " Silver...? That means a real module! Kawa! "Well, well... I want to talk to you." Oh. You will continue to beat and kill me silently. "Oops...? Yuko?" "Whatever you say, you can continue to beat me with total disregard, indifference, ruthlessness, incomparability and silence." In the meantime, I've been dealing with the Dewey Soldier. And I was winning. " Ha!?!? "Well, the Lord of the Revolution... is now pointing his fist at our beloved Krulus somehow." As far as Clara and Ruth are concerned, the comments will be greatly boosted by sudden intruders. But for me, I'm in a hurry. I can't be ashamed of Krulus in front of so many people, and I can't believe my family (...) suddenly appeared and started pounding on fans... What am I supposed to do? Calm down, Messenger Taro. Something went wrong and Mi might be running wild. This is my brother. "Magnificence!" We need to be brave, dignified, and quick. To be honest, the mercenaries (players) are blown to pieces without expressions, so you're too obsessed with the fight to hear my voice.I was so worried. But that's my sister. Stop moving and turn your face towards me. Whoa, [silent girl] has stopped!? Now is your chance! Stop her attack! I'm sure Michelle recognized me, and I'm relieved.However, such an alarm has become even more chaotic. The other mercenaries attacked at once. But even so, Elle cuts, gets involved, punches, and pierces his fists deep into the souls of the mercenaries.It's like she's the center of the typhoon. I rush toward Michelle. Then my sister kicked out the unknown mercenaries and ran towards me while blowing up the kill effect. "Hey, Taro!?" "Watch out, Taro!" I can run through without even listening to Clarus's still. Ooh!? No way! [Silver Angel] vs [Silver Hammer Princess] PvP!? Uh-oh! Protect Kralus! " And just shout out loud. "Everybody get along!!!!!" Then everyone's onslaught on Michelle stops for a moment. I'll try my best to reach the center of the typhoon. Of course, my sister's breathing in line with me. Though it was a thorough and expressionless Elle, I came here with a beautiful smile. It was filled with the elegance of an aurora blooming on ice and the transparency of a poor white lily standing on the plateau. Ha!? [Silent Hammer Princess] is laughing!? No, didn't you just say oniichan!? Kitakorai! We jump and face each other like we hold each other in the air. "Elle, oniichan, I'm here to pick you up." "Ahahahaha. In the meantime, let's get along." And Michelle laughs innocently and with pleasure. - Oh, my sister. It is worrying for my brother to show such a smile when the majority of people see it. If there's a weird bug on you, oniichan will surely... No, I don't think my sister's influencing me. "... I'm so happy." "After many obstacles and many trials, innocent girls meet." I don't know, but it's emotional. "What is this, I'm starting to cry..." "With just one word from [Silver Angel], I stopped that [Silver Girl] from exploding...!?" Angel, [Hunter's God (Shin)] silenced me in one word. I've been thinking about it for a long time, but who's Angel?
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107่ฉฑ ๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใฎใ‚จใƒซใƒ• ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ๆ—ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€‚ ๆฃฎใจๅ…ฑ็”Ÿใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎ็จฎๆ—ใจ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅซŒใ„ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ ใ‘ใฎ็‹ฌ่‡ชใฎๆ–‡ๅŒ–ๅœใ‚’ๆŒใค้–‰้Ž–็š„ใช็จฎๆ—ใ€‚่ช‡ใ‚Š้ซ˜ใใ€ๅ„ชใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๅŠ›็ด ้คŠใซๆตใพใ‚Œใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใฃใจใ—ใŸไฝ“่บฏใซ็พŽๅฝขๆƒใ„ใ€‚็›ฎๅฐปใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹็žณใซใ€้•ทใ„่€ณใŒ็‰นๅพด็š„ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ…ธๅž‹็š„ใชใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—้•ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒๅ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚„่ก—ใ€ๆ‘ใซๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้‹ๅ–ถใŒใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ใ‚’้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅ‘Š็Ÿฅใ—ใŸๆ•ฐๆ—ฅๅพŒ......ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅŒ…ใฟ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ......ใ‚ตใƒ ใƒฉใ‚คใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ่ฟ‘ใใฎ ่‚‰ไฝ“็š„็‰นๅพดใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ้€šใ‚Šใฎๅฎน่ฒŒใ ใ€‚ ็ดฐ่บซใงๆ‰‹่ถณใŒ้•ทใใ€็พŽใ—ใ„้€ ๅฝขใฎ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€่–„็ท‘่‰ฒใฎ้•ท้ซชใ‚’็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆตใ™ๅงฟใฏ่ฝใก็€ใใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ขจๆƒ…ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซ้ ญ้ซชใฏใกใ‚‡ใ‚“ใพใ’ใงใฏใชใใ€ๅพŒใ‚้ซชใ‚’้ ญ้ ‚้ƒจใง็ทฉใ็ตใณใ€็ตใ„ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ใใฎๅ‡›ใจใ—ใŸไฝ‡ใพใ„ใงใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹่€ณใŒ้•ทใใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ? ใ‚ใฎใ€็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใฎ็Ž‰ใฟใŸใ„ใชใฎใฏ......ใ€ ใใ†ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•้”ใฏ็€็‰ฉใจ ใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆฐ—ใ•ใใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใ‚ฑใ‚ทใ•ใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่ชžๅฐพใŒใƒใ‚ฐใƒใ‚ฐใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ตใƒ ใƒฉใ‚คใฃใฝใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไธญ้€”ๅŠ็ซฏใซ็พไปฃใฎๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ‚‹้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใŒใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ“ใฏใ‚ฟใ‚ฑใ‚ทใจ็”ณใ™ใ€ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏใ€ใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ„ใ„ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆไธŠๅ“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธๅฏงใช่จ€่‘‰้ฃใ„ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅˆฅใซใใ“ใพใงๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใจใฏใ€ใ€Žๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใ€ใซใŠใ„ใฆ่ปไบบใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ๅ็งฐใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™......ๆญฆใ‚’ๅฟ—ใ™่€…ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ„ใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ......ใ‚ฟใ‚ฑใ‚ทใ€ๅๅ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žไธ่ถณใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅฃ่ชฟใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚Šๆ–นใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ™่จˆใซ่€ณใซไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ใ€Žๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใ€ใฎไฝฟ่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใซใƒใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€ใ†ใฌใ‚‰ไบบ้–“้”......ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใจใ„ใ†่ท็จฎใŒๆดป็™บใซๅ‹•ใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใจใ€Žๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใ€ใฎๅฟใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒๅ…ฅใฃใŸใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใง ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใ‰ใฉใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ๅ…ทไฝ“็š„ใซใฉใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ—ใŸใ‚Š้ก”ใง็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆๆœŸ้–“้™ๅฎšใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใ‚’่ฟฝๅŠ ๅฎŸ่ฃ…ใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ“ใจใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚ใงใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚ฑใ‚ทใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’้€šใ˜ใฆใ€ใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ๅฐ‚็”จใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใธ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ใซ้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹NPCใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‹ๅ–ถใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆ็”จใฎNPCใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆๆ–ฐใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žๆญฆๅฃซใ€ใจใ‹ใฎๅฎŸ่ฃ…ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใœ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žๅˆ€ใ€ใจใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ—ขใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ ่ชฐใ‚‚็™บ็พๆกไปถใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใจใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ‹......ใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ๆœช่ธ็ ดใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใฏใ€ใพใ ใพใ ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใช......ใ€ ใ€ใ‹ใฃใ“ใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚็€็‰ฉ้กžใฏ่ฃ็ธซ่ทไบบๅ…ฑใ—ใ‹ไฝœใ‚Šใ ใ›ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ€คใŒๅผตใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€‚ๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ ใ—ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆตด่กฃใง่กŒใใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ’Œ่ฃ…ใ‹ใ......ใ€ ใชใฉใจใ€ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใใŸใคๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€้ ๅทปใใงๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅฝผใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅ ชใˆๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใซใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใธ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅ’ŒใƒŽๅ›ฝใ€ใฃใฆใฎใฏใฉใ“ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ€้ฅใ‹ๆฑใฎๅ…ˆใ€ๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ๅคงๅœฐใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‹็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใฏใชใซ?ใ€ ใฎๅฅ‘็ด„็ฒพ้œŠใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฒพ้œŠใ‚’่กŒไฝฟใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ‚€ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใฎ้€šใ‚Šใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚ๆ‹™่€…ใŸใกใฏใ€ๅ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹็ฒพ้œŠใŸใกใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆใ€ๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ๅคงๅœฐใ‚’็”Ÿใๅปถใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ŒใŸใกใซใ‚‚็ฒพ้œŠใฏไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ‚€ใ€ไฟฎ็ทดใ‚’็ฉใ‚ใฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏใ€ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใชใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆ€ใฏใพใ ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใŠๅ‰ใŒ่…ฐใซๅทฎใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใฃใฆๅˆ€ใ ใ‚ˆใช?ใ€ ใฎๆ–นใŒ็”ณใ™้€šใ‚Šใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€‚่…•ๅŠ›ใŒไป–็จฎๆ—ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆ•…ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆŠ€่ก“ใจ็ ”้‘šใ‚’้‡ใญใ€ๅˆƒใจใ—ใฆ็œŸไพกใ‚’็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฟใƒŠใ‚’ไธปๆญฆๅ™จใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใกใชใฟใซไฟบใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่บซ้•ทใฏใ€ๆˆไบบ็”ทๆ€งใซใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Š้ซ˜ใใชใใ€170cmไปฅไธ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ„็”บใ‚„ๆ‘ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•้”ใฎไฝ“ๆ ผใฏใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎๆˆไบบ็”ทๆ€งใจๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฐใ•ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ  ใ€Œๅˆ€ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‰็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚„ใ€ๅŠ›ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅˆƒใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ™ๆŠ€้‡ใซ้‡ใใ‚’ใŠใ„ใŸๆญฆๅ™จใ‚†ใˆ......ใŸใ‚†ใพใฌๅŠชๅŠ›ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ€ๅ…ถใฎๆ–นใ€ๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†ๆ‰่ƒฝใŒใŠใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ?ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ไฟบใ ใ‘ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จใใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่ฌŽใ ใ€‚ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†ๆŠ€่ก“ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ…จใใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฝใกใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ชฐใŒใ€่กŒใ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใพใˆใ€ใ„ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‚ˆ......้‰„่ก€ใ„ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใŠใ‚ŒใŒใ„ใ!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ดใƒ‹ใƒงใ‚ดใƒ‹ใƒงใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ›ใๅˆใ† ใ‚ดใ‚ญใƒชใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ€่‚ฉใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™่‰ฒ้ป’ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚“โ™ช ใƒดใ‚กใƒŠใ‚ฟ้”ใ‚ฃ......ใ“ใ‰ใƒผใ‚“ใชๅฏๆ„›ใใฆๅฐใ•ใชๅญ็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‰ใƒผใฃใฆใ‚‚่ฒด้‡ใชๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’่žใๅ‡บใ™ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‡ใ€ใƒใƒงใƒปใƒญใƒปใ‚คใ€ใจใ‹ๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‚‰่ก€ๅๅใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ไธ็ฉใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆผ‚ใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€ไฟบใฏใ•ใฃใ•ใจๆ’ค้€€ใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝ“ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใซใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ๅˆ€ใŒไฝฟ็”จใงใใ‚‹ๅฟƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใŒใชใ•ใ™ใŽใฆใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใซใฏๅฟœใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใชใฎใงใใ‚Œใ‚’็ด ็›ดใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅคฑ็คผใชๅฏพๅฟœใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจๅพŒใ‚้ซชใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ€ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใฏใใใใ•ใจใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅพŒใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎๅˆฐๆฅใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๆ—ฅๅพŒใ€‚ :ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ใŒ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™: ใคใ„ใซๅค็ฅญใ‚Š้–‹ๅ‚ฌใฎๅ‘Š็Ÿฅใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ ใ€ ๅ•†ๅฃฒๅˆๆˆฆใฎๆ™‚ใŒใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจไฟบใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆกˆใง้–‹็™บใ—ใŸๅ•†ๅ“ใŒ็ซใ‚’ๅนใใœใ€‚ใจใ€ๆฏๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใƒŸใƒŠใŒใƒ”ใƒˆใƒชใจ่บซใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒ้ซ˜ใ‚ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ทใƒƒใƒ—ใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏไธ‡็ซฏใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆบ€ใ€…ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใตใ…ใ‚“โ™ช ใ‚ใกใใจๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฎ็›ฎ็Ž‰ๅ•†ๅ“ใซใƒ›ใƒปใƒใƒปใƒŒใƒปใ‚ญใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“!ใ€ ้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„็”Ÿ็”ฃ่ทใฎใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใใƒผใ€ ็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใฎๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใจใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๆญ“ๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซใฏๅฃฒใ‚Šๅญใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ€ใ†ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ๆดป่บใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใญใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฐๅฎ˜ใฏ็ชๆ’ƒๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ€ๅฎŒไบ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œ็››ๅคงใช? ๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใฏไบ”ๅ›žใ—ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ? ๅง‹ใ‚ใŒ่‚ๅฟƒใญ!ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใฏไบ”ๅ›žใ—ใ‹่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฎใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€่‡ชไฝ“ใฏไบŒ้€ฑ้–“ใ€่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใใ†ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€่Šฑ็ซใŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใชใฉใฎใƒ‡ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใฏ5ๆ—ฅ้–“ใ ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏใใฎๅˆๆ—ฅใ€ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฏๅˆๆ—ฅใŒไธ€็•ช็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใฏใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ไฟบ้”ใซใจใฃใฆใฏใ€ไธ€็•ช็จผใŽๆ™‚ใชใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๅคไผ‘ใฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆญฆๅ™จใซใ€ๅปƒไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚นใง่ชฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใใ€Žๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ€ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒˆใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ• ๅ‡บๅบ—ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏๆŠฝ้ธใงๆฑบใพใ‚‹ใใ†ใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใฏใ€Ž้ขจใฎ็คพใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่จญ็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใซ่ฉฑใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใŠ็ฅญใ‚ŠใŒ่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใจใฏใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ใ€
109 107 Stories Elves Of The Wano Country Speaking of the Elves. A closed race that coexists with the forest, hates being associated with other races, and has their own unique cultural area. Proud, blessed with excellent magical qualities, and beautifully shaped on a sluggish body. Features long ears in eyes with slit eyes. That was the typical image of an elf, but the one that appeared in Clan Clan was slightly different. They showed up in each city, city, and village just days after the operation informed them that the event "Summer Festival" would be held... that is, shortly after Mr. Mithola handed out "Fairy Wrapped Lantern" to mercenaries (players). "What, is that... Samurai? That's what the nearby mercenary (player) was whining about the first time I saw an elf, but I had the same feeling. Physically, it looks exactly as you would imagine. He was skinny, had long hands and feet, had a beautifully shaped face, and his brilliant flow of thin green long hair created a calming feel. By the way, the hair is not tiny, but the back of the hair is loosely tied at the top of the head and it feels like it's tied up. If the dark green gemstone (emerald) colored eyes (mandarin) can stare at you in its pristine position, a yellow voice will rise from the woman. "Don't you have long ears? "But that's an elf." "What? You know, it's like a ball of white light..." Yes, the elves wore kimonos and feathers and had a knife on their hips. Plus, there's a blurry, luminous white sphere floating around him like a circle. Elves responding to Okama in a whimsical atmosphere. Are you Takeshi...... I mean, what is it? The end of the story is a chig hug. It sounds like Samurai, but it's amazing how uncomfortable it is to be using modern salutations halfway through. That's Takeshi, isn't it? Or I just feel like I need to be there. Well, it's classy from the looks of it, so even if it's mixed with polite language, it's not that level of concern, but I figured I was a little concerned. "Oh, no, I'm sorry." Takeshi "is a name used to refer to military personnel in the" Wahno Country "... and is intended to be a martial artist." ... Takeshi, isn't that your name? "There's no explanation for the awkward." Yeah, I'm worried about the tone. Seriously, it's a fresh-faced, weird way to talk (talk), so I get extra ears. "So, why aren't the envoys of Wano Country here? "Um, Uluru humans... a report came in from Shinobu of the" Wahno Country "that the job title of mercenary began to move vigorously. So it depends on the awkwardness and the others," Takeshi, "who actually came in contact with each other and came to inspect them in tandem with each other." "Ho ho ho ho ho, what exactly do you do? To George, convinced by his face, Elf's Martial Arts (Takeshi) explained fluently. "That's the thing. I mean, no, it doesn't mean we've implemented additional areas with limited event duration. So, through Takeshi the Elf, I wonder if we'll be moving to an event area dedicated to the Summer Festival." NPC involved in "Summer Festival"? "I'm gonna run it, too." "It's just an event NPC" "But it's that look. Maybe there's an implementation of the new skill 'Samurai' or something? "Skill 'Knife' or something!? "No, it already exists, but maybe nobody's just cleared the terms of expression yet," "Clan clan would be possible." "Was it the Wahno country and the elf... where is it? "There are still quite a few untouched areas in the first place..." "That feather is cooler than that. Kimonos can only be made by both seamstresses, so it's worth it." "But it's a summer festival. It's nice to go with a yukata." "Japanese-style..." and other mercenaries (players) around you. Because of George's presence, and because they were watching things far-flung, they were still overwhelmed, and one after the other they were asked questions to the elves. "Where is' Wano Country '? "Mm, far east, on a sunken earth." "What's the white light doing around it? "Um, it's the Awkward Spirit." "Can you exercise the Spirit? "Mmm, as you can see. The Awkward, with the help of their friends, the Spirits, are surviving the sunken earth." "Can we use spirits too!? "Well, if you're trained, or you are," "The knife hasn't been discovered yet, but the weapon you're holding on your hips is a knife, right? "Was it slightly to your left? It's more like it. Because his arms are no better than those of other races, he uses Katana as his main weapon, which overlaps technology and research and demonstrates true value as a blade." By the way, the height of the elves I saw was not very high for adult men and seemed less than 170cm. Later I checked the information, but the elves appeared in each town, village, and city all appeared to be smaller in stature compared to human adult men "I'd like to use a knife, how can I master it? "A weapon that weighs slightly more on the skill of sliding the blade than on the force... it is an irresistible effort" "Well, you seem to have the talent to handle knives." "Huh?" For some reason, I was the only one recognized by the elves. Totally mysterious. Even though I don't have the technology to handle swords at all. "Who's going? "Oh, you, go." "No, I'd really like to talk to you... you have iron blood" "Oh, I'm coming! Some mercenaries (players) whisper at each other as they watch this one with Gonyo Gonyo. The color black wolf tilting his cockroach and neck and ringing his shoulders. "Masakan Vanatavi... If this is a cute, little kid, oh, I can't believe I'm getting information about your precious knife skills, Cho Lo Yi, or something like that. Blood reflexes." George, that's enough. Thanks. " The disturbing air began, and I just decided to retreat. "I'm sorry, but I don't know how, if I say knife skills, I don't have that skill, and I don't know why Mr. Elf told me that." He had too little idea that the knife could be used to meet their expectations. So tell it honestly. I thought it might have been a little rude, but I left the place behind. A day after the arrival of such an elf. : The event Summer Festival will be held: Finally, the announcement log for the summer festival was flown. "Finally." The time has come for a commercial battle. George and I, the product we developed on Mina's proposal, is going to blow the fire. And Mina leans over with Pitri where she's breathing. Is Mina also more skilful than usual because of her increased tension? "Guys, are you ready? Yuki and Koya are also motivated. "Uh-huh. Ho ne nu qui on the eyeball products of Akichi and Angel Cucumber! Announ and George, reliable producers, also have suspicious eyes like a raw (neat) merchant. As for George, I'm sure it includes looking for a good otoko. "Good luck, Minnah." The yellow cheers of Yuruchi and Shizuku, the women of the Hundred Rides of Night. I need them to be fully active as sellers. "The dwarf is ready for assault, complete! "Magnificent? We only get five summer festivals, right? It's the beginning! Yuichi is right, they only have five summer festivals. To be precise, the event's "Summer Festival" itself will continue to take place for two weeks, but it seems that there are only five days on a day when there are demonstrations such as fireworks striking up. We were waiting for the first day of the event. The event is most exciting on the first day. I mean, it's the best time to make money for us to put out "stalls." That's why I waited in front of Elf Martial Arts (Takeshi) so that I could cut the "Summer Festival" start dash faster than anyone else in an abandoned stance, using it as a weapon to be a summer vacation. They say the location of the store is determined by the lottery, but our "stall" is set up in a place called "Wind Company". "Well, I'll talk to the elves." What is the area where the festival takes place? Can you sell our products to mercenaries?
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151่ฉฑ ๅˆƒใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆ ใ€Œๅˆ€่ก“ใ‹......ใ€ ใตใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆใฎๅŸบ็คŽใจใชใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏ......ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซ้ญ”ๅฐŽ้Œฌ้‡‘ใจใ„ใ†ๆดพ็”Ÿใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Žๅˆ€่ก“ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆดพ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰็ณปใชใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒๅ–ๅพ—ใงใใใ†ใงใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไฟบใซใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ซใ‚ฟใƒŠ! ๅˆ€ใฃใฆใ‹ใฃใ“ใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ—ฅๆœฌ็”ทๅ…ใจใ—ใฆๅˆ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆญฆๅ™จใซใฏไธ€็จฎใฎๆ†งใ‚Œใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ€‚ ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ! ่‚ๅฟƒใฎๅˆ€่ก“ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใŸใ‚ใฎใ€ๅˆ€็ณป็ตฑใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใŸไฟบใซใฏใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใฎๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’่žใใ‹ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใŸใชใ‚“ใฆ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‰......ๆ€’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใ—......ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใดใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใชใ„ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ็ฉบใŒ่Œœ่‰ฒใซๆŸ“ใพใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค•็„ผใ‘ใ‹......ใคใ„ใงใซใ€Žๅฆ–ใ—ใ„้ญ”้กใ€ใงใ€่‰ฒใงใ‚‚ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ ใŒไฝœใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฃใฆ......่ฃ…้ฃพใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆŒใกใฎ่ทไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‰็—›ๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใงไฝœๆˆใ—ๅฃฒใ‚Šใ ใ™ใฏใšใฎๅ•†ๅ“ใŒใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใฎๅ•†ๅ“ไพกๅ€คใŒไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฆใ€ใฆใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“......ใ“ใฎใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ใ€ใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใงใ‡ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ๅฐๅˆปใฟใซ้œ‡ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ˆใŸใ‚ˆใŸใจๅพŒใ‚ใธใจไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅฃใ‚’ใƒใ‚ซใƒผใƒณใจ้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใฎใฉใกใ‚“ใ“ใŒใ‚ณใƒณใƒ‹ใƒใƒฏใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ฉšใๆ–นใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏไฟบใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ€ใ‚นใƒƒใจใŠๅบ—ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆใ‚ฏใƒญใƒผใ‚บใฎๆŽ›ใ‘็œ‹ๆฟใ‚’่จญ็ฝฎใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ๅ‹•ใใงใ€ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น็ช“ๅ…จใฆใซใ‚ทใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใใจใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใใ‚“......ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚ใใ‚“......ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใญใ€ ใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใ‚’ ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆ่ฝใก็€ใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒ•ใƒญใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใƒžใƒชใƒขใŒ็ฒพ็ฅžๅฎ‰ๅฎšๅ‰คใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใ‚’่žใๅ‰ใซใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใงใ‚ใกใใŒๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅˆฉ็›ŠใฎๅŠๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใซ่ญฒๆธกใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฟบใฏๅˆฉ็›Šใจใ‹ๅˆฅใซใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ“ใฎ่พบใฏใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใƒชใ—ใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใซ็”˜ใˆใฆใ€ ๅฏพ็ญ‰ใซๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใฏ็ด ็›ดใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸไบคๆธ‰ใซไน—ใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฏๅˆ€่ก“ใ‚’ๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ใ—ใŸ็ตŒ็ทฏใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‰ใ‚“ใญใ‡ใ‚“......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใƒใ‚“ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅฃŠใ‚Œใฆใฎ็”Ÿๆˆใ ใฃใŸใฎใญใ‡ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏไฟบใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ็ต‚ใˆใŸๅพŒใ€็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใงๅ”ธใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Ž ใฎไฝฟ็”จใ€‚ ๆฌกใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฎใฟใ€ไธ€ๅฎšๆ™‚้–“ใ€ใใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝฟใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ่‡ช็„ถใซใใฎๆญฆๅ™จใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใƒขใƒŽใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Š็‰‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ„็ถšใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ช็„ถใจใ€Ž็‰‡ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆฌ„ใซๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ไฝฟใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใฏๆญฆๅ™จใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็•ฐใชใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๅŸบๆบ–ใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไธ€่ˆฌ็š„ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅ–ๅพ—ๆ–นๆณ•ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ดใซไธ€ๆฎต้šŽใƒฌใ‚ขใงๅผทๅŠ›ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅ–ๅพ—ๆ–นๆณ•ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ๅฎšใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซLvใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆไฝฟใ„ใ“ใ‚€ใจ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ๆดพ็”Ÿใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงใ„ใ†ๆ‰€ใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽ้Œฌ้‡‘ใŒใ‚ณใƒฌใซ็›ธๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒ็”ŸๆˆใงใใŸใฃใฆ่ฉฑใฏใ„ใใคใ‹่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็ง˜ๅŒฟใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žไฟบใŒไฝ“้จ“ใ—ใŸใ€Žๆญฆๅ™จใŒๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใ€ ใ€Œ้œ€่ฆใฎไฝŽใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใงใ€ๆ„›็”จๅบฆใ‚’่ฒฏใ‚ใฆใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅฃŠใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็‰ฉๅฅฝใใชๅฅดใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’็ ดๅฃŠใ—ใฆ ไฟบใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏๆžๆ†‚ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฏใใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฉใ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‰ใ‚“? ไฝฟใ†ใฎ? ใ‚ใกใใฎใŠๅบ—ใงๅฃฒๅด? ๅฃฒใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅˆฉ็›Šใฏ100%ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฎใƒขใƒŽใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฌกๅ›žใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ‚ใกใใŒๅฃฒๅ€คใฎ1%ใปใฉ็จ‹ใ„ใŸใ ใใฃใฆๅฝขใงใ€็ด„ๆŸใ‚’็ตใณใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๅฃฒใ‚‹ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅผทใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ๅธŒๅฐ‘ๆ€งใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ—ใฆ50ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฏใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅคง้‡‘ใ€ๅ‡บใ™ ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„้‡‘้กใซ้ฉšใใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅ–‰ใ‚’ใ‚ดใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......50ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใ†ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€่ซŒใ‚ใฎๅฎตใ€‘ใ‚’่ฒทใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅ…ฅๆ‰‹ใ—ใชใŠใ™ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅˆ€ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบใจใ‹ใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญ?ใ€ ใƒ€ใƒกๅ…ƒใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ ใ‚“ใฃใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚“ใช็†ฑใ„็›ฎใงใ‚ใกใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใงใ‡ใ‚“โ™ช ใ“ใฃใกใพใงใƒ›ใƒƒใƒˆใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ใใ‚“!ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆŠฑใใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๅ†ทใˆใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใกใใŒใใ‚“โ™ช ใ„ใ„้›ๅ†ถ่ทไบบใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ญใชๅฐ่ฉžใŒใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‹ใ‚‰็™บใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใฎ็†ฑใฏๅ†ใณ็‡ƒใˆไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ†…ๅฎนใŒๅ†…ๅฎนใ ใ—ใƒใ‚“ใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ๆกˆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใกใใ‚‚ๅ…จๅŠ›ใ ใ‚ใใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ‡ใ‚“! ๅˆ€่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ‰ใƒผใฃใฆใ‚‚่ฒด้‡ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ไฟก็”จใ—ใฆๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚‚ใฎใ‰ใ‚“! ใ‚ณใƒฌใใ‚‰ใ„ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚“! ไปŠใฎใ‚ใกใใŒ็ดนไป‹ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎๅคง็‰ฉใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ๅคง็‰ฉใจใ‹ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ทŠๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚่ทไบบใงๆœ‰ๅใฃใฆไบ‹ใฏใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไฟบใฏๆœŸๅพ…ใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใธๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅƒๅนด้›ๅ†ถใฎๅคง่€ไพฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง่žใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็งฐๅทใ ใชใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸใฃใ‘? ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นใƒŸใƒ‰ใƒซใŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใไปŠใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅ†…ใงใฏไธ€็•ชใ€ใ„ใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Œใ‚‹ ไธ€ๆตใฎ่ฃ…้ฃพ่ทไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่…•ใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€Žๅƒๅนด้›ๅ†ถใฎๅคง่€ไพฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅคงๅฑคใชๅใงๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„......ไธ€็•ชใชใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไบบใŒไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ้‡‘ๅฑžใƒใ‚ซใซใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใปใ‚‰ใใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใŒ้ก? ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝœใฃใฆใŸ้‡‘ใฎๅปถในๆฃ’ใ‚ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚“? ใ‚ใฎใธใ‚“ใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใคใ‹ใ›ใฆใ€่‡ชๆ…ขใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚Œใฐใใ‚“ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใŸใƒปใ ใƒปใ—! ใจใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏไฟบใจใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅŒใ˜ๆญฉๆ•ฐใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใซไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้‡‘ๅฑžใ€่ฃฝ้€ ๆ–นๆณ•ใฏ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใซใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใชใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅ†…ใง้ ‚็‚นใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€้›ๅ†ถ
153 151 Stories Seeking A Blade "Knife technique..." Hmm. It's the foundation of everything... Skills derived from this' knife technique 'are likely to exist, as alchemy had a derivative skill called Magic Alchemy. And I think I could get a speedy ability, and this could be a pretty good skill for me. Honestly, I'm glad. Katana! I think a knife is cool. I lose alchemy, but as a Japanese boy, I still have a kind of admirable thing for a weapon called a knife. Very, very happy. I'm glad to hear it! I don't have the means to use this skill when I've lost my sword system weapon to wield the key knife technique... Is there anything I can do about it? Ask my sister where she got the knife [[Yi] Mei Xiao (good)], but if she finds out she broke what she gave her... she's going to be pissed... The sky in the world of Clan Clan is stained with cedar, as you are agreeing with the feeling of being a little uncut. "It's sunset...... and then in" The Demonic Mirror, "I guess I'll even pick some colors" "In the first place, you can build your own Mercenary Sword (Arts)... isn't it painful from an artisan with decorative skills? Because we get the product that we're supposed to create and sell ourselves, just because the weapon is broken. Wouldn't the product value of Huijian (Arts) be reduced? "So, angel, chihun... where is this, uh, skill? As soon as George showed me the Shining Sword (Arts) of the Knife Technique, he shivered his whole body into small pieces and then went backwards. I opened my usual mouth with a poker, and my cock wasn't Konnichiwa. It's a new way of surprise. Keep George distancing himself from me, softly closing the store door and installing a close hanging sign. In an even quicker move, he lowered the shutter to all the glass windows. "I'm so upset... I can't do this, then" A wolf that touches the butterfly and the afro and glows in its own face. I don't care, but George always messes with Afro when he tries to calm down. I wonder if that Marimo is a tranquilizer. "Before you ask how to get it first, you transfer half of the profits you get from angel cucumber information to angel cucumber. Wow. Is this all right? "No, I'm not profit or anything." "You can't. Though my partner, I need to be neat around here." "Well, sweeten to your words" I was honestly glad that you treated me equally, so I'm going to get on with George's cut out negotiations and tell you how I got the knife technique. "Oh man... I don't know, it was a broken weapon generation..." Okama roared with a strange face after he finished listening to me. As George explained, there are two main ways to acquire skills. Firstly, the use of Hui Sword (Arts). The next thing you know, only with regard to weapon skills, is that if you continue to use that weapon for a certain amount of time, you can naturally acquire skills about that weapon. In other words, if you keep waving a one-handed sword, nature and the skill of 'one-handed sword' will float up in the skill section. How much to use depends on the weapon, and its criteria have not been revealed. This is the general way to acquire skills. Then, when it comes to acquiring a rare and powerful skill step by step, it is a derived skill that occurs when a certain skill LV is raised and used. Alchemy is the equivalent of Alchemy's Magic Alchemy. "As soon as the weapon broke, I've heard some stories about the Hui Sword (Arts) being generated. Wow. It's all pretty secret information." And finally, this is the phenomenon I experienced, "When the weapon breaks, I can turn it into a shiny sword." That's just specializing in skills, and George was aware of the existence of [loyalty]. "With low demand weapons, save your loyalty and destroy your weapons. No one likes him like that." "I was in front of you everywhere, but hey." It is too risky to try one way or another to destroy a weapon deliberately and generate a Shining Sword (Arts). Weapons are not free either. My worries seem to have ended. "So, Angel Cucumber is as good as that skill? Use it? Sell it in stores everywhere? If you want to sell it, profits make it 100% angel cucumber stuff. Wow. From the next time, we'll get about 1% of the sale price, so we'll have to make a deal." "If I were to sell it, how much would it cost? "I don't know how strong the skills are, but given the scarcity, 500,000 esos is crap." Such a lot of money, what kind of mercenaries (players) do you give out!? I'm amazed at the tremendous amount of money and accidentally gobble my throat out. "Hmmm... 500,000 eso, or..." "There may be others," "Neither is that." If I were to use my knife skills, I would have to buy a knife or get it back. "No one can make a knife or anything, right? No, I'll check with George at the source. "Ya, angel cum, don't look around with those hot eyes I'm gonna feel so hot this way Wow! Seeing the wolf holding himself, I did my best to send a cold gaze. "Akiko. I'll introduce you to a good blacksmith. Wow." Such a beautiful dialogue emanates from the Okama, and my fever burns up again. "The contents are the contents. No, it's an important angel Cucumber matter, so the whole place is full force! "No! He trusted me with valuable information about my knife skills! It's as obvious as this! I'd like to introduce you to the greatest big man I've ever seen." Don't get a little nervous about the big guy or something. But being famous for his craftsmanship means he might be able to acquire quite a few weapons, so I turn my anticipation to George. "The Great Old Marquis of the Millennial Blacksmith." That's a title like you heard somewhere. Who told you that? "I don't know if that nice middle can make a knife, but it's definitely the best mercenary (player) in the clan clan right now who can make a good weapon." George, a leading decorator, says, so I'm pretty sure he has arms. Besides, "The Great Old Marquis of the Millennial Blacksmith" is called by a big name. "Shh, wow... is that the best? Is that who's gonna deal with me or something? "Wow, look, angel cucumber mirror on that metal idiot? You had the gold stick you were making from, didn't you? If I could just make that bunch of tease and brag about it, I think they'd tell me anything. Wow." That's it! and Okama packs the distance from me. I'll stay back for the same number of steps. "Keep a secret about the metal produced by Angel Cucumber and how it was manufactured." That's how I got to the Blacksmith Mercenary Corps (Klan) workshop, rumored to be the pinnacle of the clan clan.
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136่ฉฑ ๅคฉๅฎˆใซใŠใ‚ใ™ใ€ใŠ็‹ใ•ใพ โ˜… ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผๆ‚ชใ„......ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใŸใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“......?ใ€ ไบŒไบบใŒไฟบใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏไฟบใฎ้ ญใซไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ไบŒใคใฎใƒ•ใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚ตใซใ€่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ไฟบใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใƒใƒชใƒใƒชใจ็†ฑใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ„ใใ‘ใฉใ€้šฃใงใƒ›ใ‚ซใƒ›ใ‚ซใจไฟบใฎ็ฃ่€ณใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ่€ใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใŸใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ€ไธŠๆฉŸๅซŒใงใ€Žๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใƒผโ™ชใ€ใจ่…•ใซ็ตกใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ็ตŒ็ทฏใงใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใฏๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅค•่ผใŸใกใฏไฟบใฎ็‹่€ณๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซ่€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฝใƒฏใ‚ฝใƒฏใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซใ€ไฟบใฏ็ด ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’่ฒซใ้€šใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ€ใ•ใฆ......ไบŒไบบใ‚‚่ตทใใŸใ—ใ€้›ฒๅฑฑใ‚’็™ปใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ? ไบŒไบบใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใฏใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใ‚ใใ€ไฟบใฏๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใซ้€ฒใ‚€ไบ‹ใซใฏ่ณ›ๅŒใ ใญใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏๆœชใ ใซไฟบใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใซใ‚ใ‚‹่€ณใ‚’ใ€ ใจๅฟƒไธญใงไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ๅ‘ŸใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็„ก่จ€ใงๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ็›ฎใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใŠใไป–ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€‚่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆ่กŒใ“ใƒผ......ใ€ ๅ…ˆใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงใ€็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ๆ•ตๆ„ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹NPCใŒใ“ใ“ใซใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸไบ‹ใงใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ๅบฆใ‚’ใใ‚“ใจไธŠใ’ใฆๅ…ˆใซ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅ‚พๆ–œใฎๆฟ€ใ—ใ„้›ฒๅฑฑใ‚’็™ปใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๆˆฆใ„ใงใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใชใ......ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใชใใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญ......ใ€ ้“ไธญใ€ไธๆ„ใซใฟใ‚“ใชใธใจ่ฌ็ฝชๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใช็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚‚ไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใตใฃใฆใ„ใ“?ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹้”ใฎ่€ณใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่จ€ๅŠใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚„ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎๆณจๆ„็‚นใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“......ใˆใฃใจใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏใƒ ใƒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซๆŒฏใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใญใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ„ใˆใ€‚ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใšใ‚‹ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใ€ใใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไปŠใซใ‚‚็ฃ่€ณใธใฎ็ชใฃ่พผใฟใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใ†ใซใ‚ฆใ‚บใ‚ฆใ‚บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€็ถšใ‘ใฆใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใฏใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๆœชใ ใซไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฏๅ…จ้ƒจใงๅ…ญๅŒนใ€‚ใ†ใกไบŒๅŒนใฏๆ—ขใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่งฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใฎ่€ƒใˆใŒ่ชญใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚Š4ๅ›žใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใญใ€‚ใ€ŽใŠ่…นใŒ ใŸใกใ‚‚ไฟบใฎ้ ญใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ„ใงใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚ใ‚ˆ! ใ€Œใตใ‚€? ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ้›ฒๅฑฑใซใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใŒ้ฃขใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅŽŸๅ› ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่€ณใงใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่žใๅ–ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ไปŠใ€ใใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใฏ้ฌผ้–€ใ ใœใ€‚ ๅ‡บใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€่งฆใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใƒ‡ใƒชใ‚ฑใƒผใƒˆใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใœใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅˆฅใซ่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใช?ใ€ ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใชใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใใ€ใคใ„ใซ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒๅ‹•ใใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠใพใˆใ€ใใฎ้ ญใซใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฃใฆไฝ•ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใˆใ‚‹ๆง˜ใซใ—ใฆๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใ“ใฎ็ฃ่€ณใŒใ€ๅฅณๅญใŸใกใฎ้–“ใงใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใ€ใ‚คใ‚ธใฃใฆใ„ใ„่ฆ็ด ใชใฎใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฏ้•ใ†......ใ€‚ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจใ€ๅฅณๅญๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆ•ตใซๅ›žใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๅœฐ้›ทใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ๆœฌ่ƒฝใ‚’็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ†่จณใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใšใ„ใถใ‚“ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๅฅฝใใชใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹! ๅค–ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€่ชฐใŒใ“ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅค–ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏ็ตถๅฏพใ€้ข็™ฝใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ไฟบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚‚็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใซใฏ่‡ณ็ฆใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฃใฆใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚้ซ˜ๆ กไธ€ๅนดใฎ็”ทๅญใจใ—ใฆใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅขƒๅœฐใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฃ! ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจ็งใฎใŠ ใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟๅฅณๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่‰ฏใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ่ฉฑใŒ้•ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใใ‚“ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใฏ่กจใซๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠใจไธ€็ท’ใชใฎ ใ‹ใซ้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่พฑใ‚ใซ่€ใˆใ‚‹ไฟบใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใซใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใตใŸใ‚Šใฏใƒ‹ใƒคใƒ‹ใƒคใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใชใใ€ใฆใ‚“ใ—ใ•ใพ?ใ€ ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใซ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ†......ใ™ใพใ‚“ใ€่ชฟๅญใซใฎใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎ็ฃ่€ณๅงฟใŒใชใ€่‰ฏใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ไผผๅˆใฃใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ใญ? ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใจ้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆใ“ใฃใกใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒฌใฏใ‚คใ‚ธใ‚ŠใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏไฝ•ใงไธๆฉŸๅซŒใช้ก”ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ? ใ›ใฃใ‹ใๅฏๆ„›ใ„่€ณ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใฃใฆ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ”ใ‚‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใฒใ‚ƒใ„ใฃใ€ใƒˆใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚“ใƒƒ!?ใ€ ๆ€ฅใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฟบใฎใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใชใงใชใงใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“~ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใตใ‹ใตใ‹ใ‚ตใƒฉใ‚ตใƒฉใงใใ‚‚ใกใ„ใ€ ไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹่€ณใ‚’่งฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€้žๅธธใซใŠใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚†ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€่ถณใฎ่ฃใ‚’ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒ็”Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎ ใใ—ใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎใ€ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ็œ ๆฐ—ใ‚’่ช˜ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฟƒๅœฐใ‚ˆใ•ใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผไฝ•ใ‹ใชไฝ•ใ‹ใช? ใ“ใ“ใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผ?ใ€ ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€ใตใซใ‚ƒใ‚ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใชใฎใ ใ€ใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒๅซŒใŒใฃใฆใพใ™! ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ใใ‚Œใซใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒผใงใฏใชใใ€ใŠ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใชใงใชใงใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใ‚ˆใƒผใ€ ใใ—ใฆไฟบใจใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚ใˆใชใ้™ๅ‚ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใจ็€ใ„ใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ใ“ใ“ใŒ้ ‚ไธŠใ‹ใ€ ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใŸๅ‰ฒใซใฏ่ชฐใจใ‚‚้ญ้‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€้›ฒๅฑฑใฎใฆใฃใบใ‚“ใซ็€ใ„ใŸไฟบ้”ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅทจๆœจใจ้›ฒใŒ่žบๆ—‹็Šถใซ็ตกใฟๅˆใฃใฆไธŠใซไผธใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚‰ใ—ใใƒขใƒŽใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‚ˆใ30ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใฏใใ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช่ถ…ใŒไป˜ใ็จ‹ใฎๅทจๆœจใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎ้›ฒๅฑฑใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ ใ€Œใญใญใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆ้›ฒใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใƒ•ใ‚ตใƒ•ใ‚ตใ—ใฆใชใ„?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใฐใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ้›ฒใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸ็™ฝใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใฏใ€ๆฏ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅƒ…ใ‹ใซ้ขจใซใชใณใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“? ่ชฐใ‹้™ใ‚Šใฆใใ‚‹ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใƒœใ‚นใ‹ใชใ€ ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒซใ‚ทใƒฅใƒซใจ็™ฝใ„ๆฏ›ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚’ใคใŸใฃใฆใ€ๅทจๆœจใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซๅ›žใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจไฝ•่€…ใ‹ใŒ้™ใ‚Šใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็™ฝ้ซช ใใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€้ ญ้ƒจใซใฏ็ฃ่€ณใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎ้‡‘้ซช้Š€้ซชใฎๅŒๅญๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๆˆไบบใ—ใฆใใ†ใชๅฅณๆ€งใฎๅงฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ้™ใ‹ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใพใง่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใ‚„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้•ทใฎ็žณใ‚’ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจ้–‹ใ‘ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ€ค่ธใฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎไป˜ใใงไฟบ้”ใ‚’ ็™ฝ้ซชใฎ็ฃ่€ณๅทซๅฅณใฏใƒใ‚ตใƒชใจๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎ็™ฝ่‰ฒๅฐพใฏไบŒ่‚กใซๅˆ†ใ‹ใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ไบŒๆœฌใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฏใ†ใกใฎใ€้‡‘็‹ใจ้Š€ๅผงใฎ
138 136 Stories Tenshien, Fox Star "Ah sorry...... you kept me waiting" "Hmm...? They're staring at me. No, my gaze is focused on the two fuzzies that would be on my head to be exact. ............ I only stopped picking and moving for a moment, really, but through all their gaze. My cheeks (cheeks) get chills and fever, but given Mina's feelings watching Hokahoka and my beast ears next door, I just have to endure this place. My best friends said something. I knew you were doing that. After wearing the same mushroom as me and seeing Mina tangled in her arms with 'Heavenly Master' in a superior mood, I guess I'm wondering how this happened. But Evening Fai and the others still see me in my fox ear and soften up to withstand something. To the attitude of those best friends, I pierce the pretense of not knowing. "Well... we're both up, and I'm going to climb Mount Cloud? What about your two opinions? "Huh? Oh, I don't mind." "Well, I agree with you that I'm moving on." The two of you are still staring at the ears on my head. and whining in my heart over and over, I have nothing else to ignore the eyes of my best friends who ask silently. "Bye, guys. Let's be vigilant..." In the battle ahead, we were able to recognize that some of our opponents are using abnormal abilities, and now that we know that hostile NPCs exist here, we're moving forward with vigilance. Climb the sloping cloud mountains and circle through several birdhouses. "I couldn't do anything in the battle earlier... sorry I couldn't help you..." On the road, accidentally apologize to everyone. "That's not true. I couldn't have come here without Mr. Twa's title, and, you see, I got a level, and I'm going to flush out my status points and skill points? To avoid mentioning my best friends' ears, I will go ahead and explain to Mr. Twa how to swing skill points and how to be cautious about level points. "Ugh, yeah... uh, let's shake the skill points to munchies. Thank you, Taro." "No. They say I'm some kind of garbage skill, because I'm working on alchemy. Somehow, I know how Mr. Twa feels. But Mr. Twa's title really helps, so it's sloppy." "Haha, is that right? When I saw the chills and the shaking night, I was still puzzling like I had made a penetration into the ear of a beast. That's, yeah, not good. That's what I thought. I keep talking to Mr. Twa. "Yeah, yeah. Look, what are the slimes saying? There are six slimes still following. Two of them have already been touched by Mr. Twa. That means there are four chances left for the Slimes to read their thoughts. "Uh, wait. He said," Let me quit because I'm hungry. " Look, Yuki and the others haven't seen all my head either, think! "Hmm? Is it also the cause of the slimes starving for this cloud mountain? "Perhaps so. Can't you hear something in Taro's ears and Mina's? Now, that topic is at stake. It's a delicate part I shouldn't let out, I shouldn't touch. "Yes, yes, no, Mina doesn't sound like anything, does she? Cheerful Mina. Following that, my best friends finally moved. "Taro, by the way. What's on your head? "Maybe it's Kemomi? They asked so that they could laugh. Did you come in after all? They must have been analyzing what these beast ears were being treated like among the girls and seeing if Ij was a good element. That's the difference between a man of high communality (handsome)... Are you telling me that you are born with the instinct to avoid landmines so that you don't turn the female momentum against your enemies? "You're wearing a lot of cute stuff." "Huh, does Taro like that? Grrr. Is that why! Who can remove this gear before Mina, who looks sad when she tries to take it off? I'm sure he's amused and he understands my insides. Blessed to see the girl wearing the kemomi, but still embarrassed to see it become me. As a boy in high school, it's too complicated a frontier. "Ha! It's time for Heavenly Master and me to align! It's good to see a Momomi girl, but it's a different story to put on, Mina. But I can't put that attitude on the table before Mina, who is innocently happy. "Oh, yeah. I'm glad you're with Mina." I endure humiliation, trembling. To me like that, the two of my best friends come near me nibbling. "Good, Tenshi? You know how embarrassed I am to expose my classmates. "Ooh... sorry, I'm on track. Well, your beast ear looks good." "I'm sorry, it looked so good on you, didn't it? I don't care, but if they see me again and again with a flicker on my face, I'm gonna want to go crazy." "Hmm, why is Taro looking so grumpy? You're wearing cute ear gear because of this, so why don't you laugh at Nico? "Hiya, T, Mr. Twa!? Suddenly, Mr. Twa starts doing my mould part. "Mm-hmm. I knew it was as good as it looked, fluffy and salacious." When my ears were touched for some reason, I felt very itchy or scratching the back of my feet. What, these sensitive ears! And what, this, gradually drowsy comfort... "Ugh, hey, Mr. Twa, you're ticklish" "Mm-hmm. What is it? You like it here, huh? Shit, it's going to be fuzzy. What is it, this feeling? "Mr. Twa, the Heavenly Master hates you! Please don't! And not a nymph, but a fox (tight), hehe!? "Yes, yes, Mina too. I'll give you one." And Mina and I surrendered to Mr. Twa. "You're finally here." "Quick story, is this the top?" We got to the top of Mount Cloud without running into anyone for the sake of our vigilance. "I wonder what that is..." What Mr. Lily is saying is that the giant trees and clouds in front of him are spirally intertwined and stretching upwards like buildings. Roughly 30 + meters at height from here is crap. The giant trees so super attached apparently grow from beneath this cloud mountain that they merge with the white clouds so that the spreads are entangled. "Hey, that looks like a cloud, but isn't it kind of fuzzy? If I stared at Mr. Twa's point, the white part that did look like a cloud was slightly windy as a hair. "Hmm? Somebody don't come down..." "Wow, maybe he's the boss" Someone is slowly descending, following only the shrug and the white hairy part, circling around the giant tree. (Calamari), pure white, long hair as white snow. And again, beast ears on the head. However, unlike the blonde silver-haired twin girl earlier, this one looked like a grown woman. She quietly approaches this way. Then, he opened his slightly sliced eyes and snapped at us with such a worthy eye. The gray-haired beast ear witch shakes her tail with a bass. If you look closely, that white tail is divided into two strands, no, there were two. "Earlier, our golden fox and a tail of silver arcs (Ichibi) took care of us."
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ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“......ใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€‚ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฏ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใใ†ใชใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใŸใกใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใŸใฎ......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็ด ็›ดใซๆšด้œฒใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆใใฐๆˆฆๅŠ›ๅข—ๅผทใฎใŸใ‚ใซ ใพใŸใ€PvPใซ็™บๅฑ•ใ—ใใ†ใชๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€ๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ๅฟƒๅขƒใงใ“ใฎๅ ดใซ่‡จใ‚“ใ ใจๆญฃ็›ดใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใซ......ไฟบใŒๆทฑใ้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใงใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ“ใ“ใพใงๅคงใใช็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใฏใ€ไฟบใŒๆบใ‚ใฃใŸไบ‹่ฑกใŒๅคšใ„ใ€‚ๅ…จใฆใงใฏใชใ„ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€็–‘ใ„ใฎ็›ฎใ‚„่ญฆๆˆ’ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŠฑใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่‡ช็„ถใชๆตใ‚Œใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฏ......ใ€ ใตใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ”พใฃใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่‚ฏๅฎšใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใ†ใ€‚ 1ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ? 2ไบบใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒใใ†่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅฏธใงใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใซ้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใฎๆ˜Ž่จ€ใซๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใจ็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒใƒƒใจๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€2ไบบใŒๆƒณๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้–ขใ‚ใ‚Šๆ–นใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ไปฎใซใ‚‚ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใŒ็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆใใŸไบบ็‰ฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฒด้‡ใชใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซๅ‹ขใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใซๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใพใชใ„ๆ‰‹ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใŒไปฐใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅฝ“ๅˆ†ใฏใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใฎๆ•‘ๆธˆๆดปๅ‹•ใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏ่ณ›ๆˆใงใ™ใ€ ็ฅžๅฎ˜็ณปใจ็›—่ณŠ็ณปใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใง่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚€2ไบบใฎ้‡‘้ซช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซ่ณ›ๅŒใฎๆ„ใ‚’็คบใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‡ใ‚“ใ€้–ขๆฑๅœใซๅบƒใŒใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ…ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚พใƒณใƒ“็—…ใจ็‹‚็Šฌ็—…ใŒใŠใ•ใพใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใกใใ‚‚่ณ›ๆˆใญใ‚“ใƒƒโ˜†ใ€ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใฎๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใ€Ž้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅพŒใซ้…ใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใใŸใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ–น้‡ใซ่ณ›ๆˆใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆฌกใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“็„ถ......ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใจ็ถ™ๅญใ€ใ€Žๅคงๅ›ฃ็ธใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใจ็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใŒ็พๅฎŸใซๆตธ้ฃŸใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฏพ็ญ–ใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏใ€ใใฎๅนผใๅฎน่ฒŒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใๆฏ…็„ถใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใ†ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒ......็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใฎใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใฏใพใ‚‹ใง่งฃๆ˜Žใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็Ÿฅใ‚Šใ†ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๆจก็ดขใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎๅ…จๅŠ›ใง......ใ“ใฎ็†ไธๅฐฝใงๆใ‚ใ—ใ„็พ่ฑกใซๅฏพๆŠ—ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็†่งฃใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ 300ไบบใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚’ๆฝœใพใ›ใฆ่ฟ‘ใฅใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ†ใกใ‚‰ใซใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใ‚’่‰ฏใ„ๆ–นๅ‘ใซๆŒใฃใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจใ—ใฆๅ››่‹ฆๅ…ซ่‹ฆใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใŒใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ“ใฃใกใงใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒใฉใ†็พๅฎŸใซๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ€่กŒใๅฝ“ใŸใ‚ŠใฐใฃใŸใ‚ŠใงไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ†......ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹็š‡ๅฎถใฎ็š‡ๅคชๅญใ•ใพใซๆฑ‚ๅฉšใ•ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—......?ใ€ ใƒใƒใƒƒใจไนพใ„ใŸๅฃฐใงๆฎ‹ๅฟตใใ†ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ†ใกใฏๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็พๅฎŸใงๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใจ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบ้”ใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใŒ่ฃ็›ฎใซใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็พๅฎŸใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒ€็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใชใฎใฏใ€ๆ€–ใ™ใŽใฆใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€Žๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐใ€ใซๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ็ง้”ใฏใŸใ ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Š่กŒใไธ–็•Œใซๆๆ€–ใ—ใฆใ€้œ‡ใˆใฆๆฏใ‚’ใฒใใ‚......ๅ‚่ฆณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ้€ƒ้ฟใซๆ˜Žใ‘ๆšฎใ‚Œใ€ๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฏ้•ใฃใŸ......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฐใ•ใชๅจ˜ใŒ......ใ“ใฎๅญใŒไธญๅฟƒใจใชใฃใฆใ€ไธ–็•Œใฎๅค‰้ฉใซๆŠ—ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐŠๆ•ฌใฎๅฟตไปฅๅค–ใซไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ™ใ”ใ™ใŽใฆ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚‚ๅ‡บใฆๆฅใชใ„ใ€‚ ้šฃใฎ็ถ™ๅญใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใŒๅด‡ๆ•ฌใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใซใ‚‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไธญใซๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎไปฒ้–“ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใ‚„ใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใจใ‚‚้Šในใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ“ใ็ตๆœซใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใƒใƒƒใƒ”ใƒผใ€ๅคงๅ›ฃๅ††ใฃใฆใ‚„ใค?
277 274 Stories, Even High School Girls... "Oops, sorry......" A frightened voice echoed into the conference room when Sebastian asked Sebastian to put out a map of the distribution of enemy forces and gave me a statement of will when each went on offense. She seemed sorry, and began to freak out and reveal her insides. "Well, it's our mercenary regiment (clan) members in Taro's city..." "... heh? 300 people, all of them...? "Yes..." I was stunned before I mistrusted her to confess. Who is this child who assembles 300 mercenaries (players) in a single mercenary regiment (clan) only? Instead of me, I was questioned so that Shaky Night would question her. "Zilong, what's going on? I'm half inclined to kill surrounding Mr. Zilong. My sister and RF4you had an unusual look on Yukiya and Shizuku's face as well. However, Jiao Night, Teng himself, who introduced Zilong and stepchildren (Mako), was calm, and Yuehui also looked more like a troubled person than hostile. "Actually, the 'Silver Angel' thing, I wanted to get close to you with Mr. Taro..." "That's trying to kill Taro, oh well..." Then for a few moments, I showed a bare gesture to think about and concluded that I was best friends. "Quick story, did you approach me and Yu to solicit Taro to the Mercenary Corps? This situation was satisfactory to Yuehui's explanation. So he said he had enough influence to mobilize as many as 300 mercenaries immediately. Someone to be wary of...... right? "Yeah...... Koo you're right. We approached you guys to make contact with Mr. Taro, the 'Silver Angel' who seems to have something to do with changing reality..." Then Zilong honestly goes on exposing himself. He wanted Taro (me) to join the mercenary regiment in order to boost his strength, and he wanted me to be alert to what kind of person I was involved in changing reality. In case you could rub it with me, Zilong and the others boasted that they had all this fighting power, and even brought them here as a deterrent. He also honestly told me that if he was likely to develop into a PvP, he came to this scene in a mood that didn't mind a push of force. "I'm deeply involved in changing reality..." It's no wonder I'm seen as suspicious by mercenaries (players) playing Clan Clan on Real Mods, like Zilong. Indeed, there are many events in which I have been involved in a major reality change so far. It would be a natural flow to be caught in suspicious eyes and vigilance, if not all. "Zilong is right, I..." Two, I'll have eyes for my best friends if I try to affirm the words she unleashed. You're not alone. You know that, right? That's what my gaze tells me, and I notice it in inches. "Zilong's right, we're involved in changing reality." Zilong and stepchildren are ha-ha-ha breathtaking in that clear statement. "But it's not the way we're supposed to get involved. I'm going to show you that now." Even if it's someone Shaking Night and Evening Fai have introduced. Besides, if it's a valuable real module momentum, there's no hand in not taking it in with your buddies. "Please, listen to our round table." "As Heavenly Master said, for the time being, I am in favour of focusing on the relief efforts of [infected city sanatorium]" Two blonde girls dressed in clerical and bandit gear express their agreement with The Silver Angel. "Now, it's spreading to the Kanto area. If zombie disease and rabies are likely to subside, I agree with you everywhere." Then Sadie Stick's deputy captain, "Iron Blood George," too. It was only natural that the next member who came late after us could turn his attention if he agreed to the future policy... us and our stepson, the 'Great Alliance'. "Zilong and stepchildren. Now I think you understand... whenever the game erodes into reality, this is how we discuss countermeasures." "The Silver Angel" keeps staring at us with a serious perseverance in its young appearance. "Even when I... created the trigger for a reality change, it did happen. But the real cause hasn't been figured out. So explore the possibilities to the best of our ability... and try to counter this irrational and horrible phenomenon..." "The Silver Angel" seeks understanding here, desperately explaining it to me. While I was trying to get close by lurking 300 mercenaries, I meant it. She may be struggling, uplifting, and hanging around trying to take reality alterations in the right direction. "Honestly, I don't think it's always going to work out for the Crown Prince to ask me to marry him...? I saw "Angel of Silver" laughing unfortunately in a ha-ha-ha dry voice, and we understood she wasn't playing a game to hold power in reality. "Our actions may be behind it. Still, it's just too scary to watch reality change for free. So I'm glad Zilong and stepchildren will be joining the 'Roundtable Conference'" We were just scared of the changing world, trembling and whispering... watching. And it dawned on me to escape, and I was just enjoying the game swallowing. But this silver angel was different...... Such a little daughter...... this child is at the center and trying to fight the transformation of the world. I wonder what else there is besides respect. It's too awesome to say a word. My neighbor's stepson is the same, and the eyes that see "Angel of Silver" are the eyes of reverence. So, what's our answer? "Please, let us help you too" Instead of keeping "The Silver Angel" in her hands, we became one of her. But this means I can get along with her, and I can play with you and Yu. This is what ends up happily ever after, the one with the big circle?
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68่ฉฑ ไฟบ่‰ฒใ‚ทใ‚ฐใƒŠใƒซ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ......ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ‚‰ใงๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆ€ใ‚ใš่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใกใๅฅฝใฟใฎ่‰ฒใ ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏไฟบใŒไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏไปŠใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ๅทฅๆˆฟใฎไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅ†…ๅŒ…ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐดๆ™ถ็พคใจใ€็Ÿญๅ‰ฃใŒ่ฒฏ่”ตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้š ใ—้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ€้€š็งฐใ€Žๅฎๅ‰ฃใฎ็ฎฑๅบญใ€ใ€‚ๅ‘ฝๅใŠใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅฏ†ๅฎคๅ†…ใงใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใจไบŒไบบใใ‚ŠใงใƒŠใƒ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€‚ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใจไธ€็ท’ใซๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸ่‰ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–ฐใŸใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒไฝœใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹่ฉฆ่กŒ้Œฏ่ชคใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚็ตๆžœใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใซ่‡ณใฃใŸๆฌก็ฌฌใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ๅคช้™ฝใฎๆตใฟใ‚’้–‰ใ˜่พผใ‚ใŸ็Ÿณใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใคใจใฝใ‹ใฝใ‹ใจๆš–ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚็กฌ่ณชใชใƒขใƒŽใซๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใใ“ใ™ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจ็›ฎใ‚‚็œฉใ‚€ใปใฉใซๆฟ€ใ—ใ็™บๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฏไธ‰็ง’้–“ใ€่ฆ–็•ŒใŒ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€ๅฑžๆ€ง:้ป„ใ€‘ ใ”ใคใ”ใคใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—้ป„่‰ฒๅ‘ณใฎๅผทใ„ๅฐใ•ใช็Ÿณใ€‚ ๅฎŸใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใ ใ„ใถๅ‰ใซใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็Ÿณ็•ณใŒใ‚ใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€Ž็กฌ็Ÿณใ€ใจใ€ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใฎๅฐ้บฆ็•‘ใงๆŽกๅ–ใงใใŸใ€Ž ๅ‚ใซๅ …ใ„็‰ฉ่ณชใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไฝฟ็”จใงใใชใ„ใจ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใซใ“ใ™ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚็™บๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็›ฎใใ‚‰ใพใ—ใซใฏ้šๅˆ†ๅฝน็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใง......ๅ‰ๅ›žใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใงใใŸ่‰ฒใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ไฝœๆˆใฏไบŒใคใ‹......ใ€ ไป–ใซใ‚‚ๅฎŒๆˆใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไธฆในใ€ไฟบใฏใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ๅคช้™ฝใฎ้ซ˜็†ฑใจๆฐดใ€ๅˆใ‚ใ•ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ไธก่€…ใŒ็ตกใฟๅˆใฃใŸ็‰นๆฎŠใชๆถฒไฝ“ใ€‚ๅ…‰็†ฑใ‚’ๅฎฟใ™ใ“ใฎๆฐดใฏใ€่งฆใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ™ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€ๅฑžๆ€ง:้’ใ€‘ ้ป„่‰ฒใฎ็“ถใซใคใพใฃใŸๆถฒไฝ“ใ€‚ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€็“ถใฎไธญใงใฏ้ป„่‰ฒใ„ๅ…‰ใŒๅธธใซๆ˜Žๆป…ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹็‚ญ้…ธใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไปฃ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’10ๆœฌๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ใจใ€Ž ใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใซ็ถšใใ€ไบŒ็•ช็›ฎใซไฝœๆˆใงใใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็“ถใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ—ใ€็›ดๆŽฅใตใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ๅ›žใ—ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆบถใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ„ใ€‚ไฝฟใ„ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใŒใ‚ˆใ„ๅŠ้ขใ€ใใฎๆœ‰ๅŠน็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใฏๆถฒไฝ“ใฎ้‡ใซ้ ผใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ๅบƒใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆฌกใซ็›ฎใซๆ˜ ใ‚‹ใฏใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๅ–ใฃใŸใ€Ž ใ€ใ ใŒใ€็›ธๆ€งใŒ่‰ฏๅฅฝใงๅˆๆˆใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใช็ด ๆใฏ็š†็„กใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ไปŠๅ›žใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๅ–ใฃใŸ่‰ฒใฏใ€Žๅฐ„ใ‚็ญ†ใ€ใงๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใซๅฝฉ่‰ฒใ™ใ‚ŒใฐๅŠนๆžœใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅคช้™ฝๅ…‰ใฎ็ตกใ‚“ใ ่‰ฒใซใฏ็‰นๅˆฅใชๅŠนๆžœใ‚’ไป˜ไธŽใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅ…จใฆใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ๆดปใ‹ใ—ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใŒ็พ็Šถใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใจ็›ธๆ€งใฎๅˆใ†็ด ๆใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅๅˆ†ใชๆˆๆžœใ‹ใช......ใ€ ๅใ„ใŸๅฐ่ฉžใจใฏ่ฃ่…นใซใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใ้‡‘่‰ฒใซๆบ–ใ˜ใ‚‹่‰ฒใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซใ€้‡‘ใ™ใ‚‰ๆ“ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ่ฑช่ชžใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใฎๅๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจไฟบใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็„ฆใ‚‰ใšใ€ไธ€ๆญฉไธ€ๆญฉ้€ฒใ‚€ในใใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ......ใ€ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ่…•ๅ‰ไธ่ถณใชไฟบใ‚’ใ€้ ใพใ‚ใ—ใซๅŠฑใพใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซๅฟƒไธญใงๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฌฌไธ€ใซๆœ›้ ้กใฏ้žๅธธใซๅˆฉไพฟๆ€งใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’่จผๆ˜ŽใงใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏใใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’็ขบ่ชใงใใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚่‰ฏใ—ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆœ›้ ้กใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅ…‰ใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๅ–ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Žๅฆ–ใ—ใ„้ญ”้กใ€ใ‚„ใ€ŽๅคใณใŸใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ€ใจๆฏ”ในใฆ้žๅธธใซ็ฐกๅ˜ใชไฝœๆฅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ธใ‚’ใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง่‰ฏใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†™็œŸใจใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆ‰‹้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€้ญ”้กใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้‡‘ๅฑž่ฃฝใฎใ‚คใƒณใ‚ดใƒƒใƒˆ็ด ๆใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ่‡ณใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใใƒณใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใฎๅˆไฝœใ…ใƒณใ€ใ‚†ใƒปใใƒปใฎใƒป่ฝใจใ—ๅญใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ†ใ…ใ‚“ใ‚“ใ‚“ใ‚“ใ‚“......ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชๆ€่€ƒใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ไฟบใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใ‚’็™บใ—ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ ไฟบใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎไธกๅใŒไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไบ’ใ„ใซๆŽ›ใ‘ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ไฝœๆˆใงใใŸใ€Ž้›ชใฎ่ฝใจใ—ๅญใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ€Ž็†Ÿๆˆใ€ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ ใŠไบ’ใ„ใ€ๆ‚ฉใฟใ‚„่ชฒ้กŒใฏๅฐฝใใชใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใŒๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ่กŒใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใญใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใช? ใจๆ€ใ‚ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅฑ•้–‹ใ ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎ่‰ฒ้ป’ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ„ใ„ๅฅดใชใ‚“ใ ใชใจใ€ใคใใฅใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใŠใฃใจใ€‚ใคใใจใ‹ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๅ‰ใงไธ่ฌนๆ…Žใช่ฉฑใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใฎใƒญใƒณใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‰ใƒผใ‚“ใชๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใชใ€ใŠใƒปใฏใƒปใชใƒปใ—ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚’่ช˜ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ๅคช้™ฝๅ…‰ใŒๅ…ƒใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’็”ŸๆˆใงใใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใธใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฌŽใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸๅทจไบบใฎ็Ÿณ็ข‘ใฎๅฅฅใธ่กŒใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†’้™บใฎๅ‡บ็™บใŒๆฑบใพใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ›ดใชใ‚‹ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใŒใŸใ‚ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“! ใฉใฎใฟใกไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใƒณใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใง็”จไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ๆฟƒ่‰ถใชใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใƒžใ‚นใ‚ซใƒฉใซๅฝฉใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธก็›ฎใ‚’ๅฎ™็ฉบใธใจใ•ใพใ‚ˆใ‚ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใจใ€ๅ„็จฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚„่Šฑ็ซใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๆ—ฉใใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚Šไฝœใฃใฆใ„ใใ€ๅ†’้™บๆ”ฏๅบฆใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใงใ‚‚ๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ๅ ดๆ‰€ใจใ—ใฆๆœ‰ๅใชใ€Žๅคฉ็ƒใพใ‹ใ›ใชๆ™‚่จˆๅฐใ€ใซ้›†ๅˆๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆฑบๅฎšใ—ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใธใจใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’้€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŸใกใŒๆ—…็ซ‹ใคๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎ่ก—ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใพใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธญใงๆœ€ๅคง่ฆๆจกใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ ใ€‚ ๅˆๆœŸ่ก—ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‚’ๆ‹ ็‚นใจใ—ใฆ่กŒๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคšใใฎ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ไปŠๆ—ฅใซ้™ใฃใฆใฏใ€้–“ๅปถใณใ—ใŸๅนณๅ’Œใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ไธ€ๆŽƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็„ฆ็‡ฅใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ ใใฎๆ•ฐใฏใ‚ถใƒƒใจ่ฆ‹็ฉใ‚‚ใฃใฆๆ•ฐ็™พใฏไธ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸ้”ใฏใฉใ†ๆ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ? ๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎไธญๅฟƒใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ7ไปฅไธŠใฎ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผๅฝนใฎใ†ใกใฎไธ€ไบบใ€ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใจใ„ใ†็”ทใŒ็ญ”ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ€Žใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใ€ใจใ€Žใ‚คใƒๆ‘ใ€ๅ‘จ่พบใซๆง˜ๅญ่ฆ‹ใจใ—ใฆๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ˆ้ฃ้šŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใฏ็•ฐๅธธใชใ—ใจใฎๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็”ทใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฏใŸใ ใฎๆ‘ไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่ฒง็›ธใ ใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏใใ“ใใ“้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผใŒ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ“ฆใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸ้บปๅธƒใฎๆœใฏใจใ‚ใ‚‹้™ๅฎšใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขๅ ฑ้…ฌใงใ—ใ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใšใ€้ญ”ๆณ•้˜ฒๅพกใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใจ้ซ˜ใใฆ่ฒด้‡ใช่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚คใƒๆ‘ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€Ž้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‘ใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใŒๅŠๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ—ใฆไปŠใพใงใซใชใ„ๅคง่ฆๆจกใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆ•ฐใ ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๆœ€ๅพŒใซ้€ฃ็ตกใŒ้€”็ตถใˆใŸใ€ ๅฝผใŒ็™บใ—ใŸใฎใฏ่ณชๅ•ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ญ”ใˆใงใฏใชใใ€็พ็Šถๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใŒ้™ฅ่ฝใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใ ใจใ€ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€Ž ใ€Œ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๅพฉ่ˆˆไฝœๆฅญใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚ˆ้‹ๅ–ถ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•‘ๆธˆๆŽช็ฝฎใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใง็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใ‚’็จผใ’ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ˆ้ฃ้šŠใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏๅนณๅ‡ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ5ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅผทใ„ๅฅดใ‚‰ใŒๅ…จๆป…ใงใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅคง้‡ใซๆ•ตใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใใ‚‰ใ€็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•‘ๆธˆๆŽช็ฝฎใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒใƒผใƒ‰ใƒซ้ซ˜ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ! ่ชฐใ‹ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซๅผทใ„ๅฅดใฏใ„ใชใ„ใฎใ‹? ใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใงๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ๅ‘ผใผใ†ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽๅ†…ใงใ€Ž่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ไบˆๅฎšใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธ้€ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็จŽ็Ž‡ใŒใฉใ†ใชใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฃใฆใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใกใฏ็ฐ็Ž‹ๆ”ป็•ฅใฎใŸใ‚ใซๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’็ฉใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใŒๅ‚ๆˆฆใงใใชใ„ใจใ•ใ€ ใ€Œๅผท่€…ใฏ้ ผใ‚Œใชใ„ใจ......ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ๅนณๅ’Œใงๆดปๆฐ—ใซๆบขใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซ้›†ใ† ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅคง้‡ๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๅบƒๅคงใชใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ‚’ๅฎˆๅ‚™ๅฏพ่ฑกใซใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ้˜ฒ่ก›็ทšใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใฏ้ ญใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ๅ†…ๅฎนใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใŸใกใซ็–‘ๅ•ใ ใ‘ใŒๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ†ใ€็ขบใ‹ใชไบŒใคใฎๅ…ฑ้€š่ช่ญ˜ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใฎใ‚‚ใพใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ใคใฏใ€็จŽ็Ž‡ใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅ“ใ€็ด ๆ่ณผๅ…ฅใŒใ‹ใชใ‚ŠๅŽณใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅ‡บๅ“ใ™ใ‚‹ๅดใจใ—ใฆใฎๆ—จใฟใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไบŒใค็›ฎใฏใ€็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆ‰“็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œ้‹ๅ–ถใฏๅฎŒ็’งใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใ ใ‘ใงๆˆฆใˆใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ไฟบใ€ใ‚ชใƒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใƒผใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒ ใ‘ๆˆฆใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ช็™บใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใง็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใŒ่ธใ‚“ๅผตใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€็จŽ็Ž‡ๅผ•ใไธŠใ’ใจใ‹ๅœฐๅ‘ณใซๅŽณใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใ‚‚็จผใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅ‹ใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฎ่ฉฑใ ใ‚? ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ญใƒซใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใ‚นใบใƒŠใฏ็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใƒญใ‚นใƒˆใŒใ‚ญใƒ„ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ๆฅฝใ—ใใ„ใ“ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€่‡ดๅ›ฃ็ตใจใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็ฐ็Ž‹ๆˆฆใงๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ็”Ÿ้‚„็ต„ใ ใฃใŸใ€ใ€Ž้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ‚‚็™–ใฎๅผทใ„ไธ€็ดš ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟ? ๅงซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใœ!ใ€ ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ไธญใ€ใ“ใฎๆ€ฅ้€ ็š„ใช็พค่ก†ใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผ้”ใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚ใใญใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅๅฟœใซๅฏพใ—็„ก่จ€ใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผ้”ใฎไธญใซใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ˜่ชžใซใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ไธ€ไบบใฏๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎๅตๅฏŸๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใจใ„ใ†็”ทใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใฎๅใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ๅฑˆ่จ—ใฎใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ™‚ใฎไบบ็‰ฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏใŠใŠใ‚€ใญๅฅฝๆ„็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจไผบใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ไบบใฏใ€่Œถ่‰ฒใฎใƒ•ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็›ฎๆทฑใซใ‹ใถใ‚Šใ€้•ทใ„ใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ่€้ฝขใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ€‚ใ€Žใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰ใฃใ€ใจๅฅฝใ€…็ˆบ็„ถใจใ—ใŸๅ„ชใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€ไบบใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ็žณใซๅฎฟใ‚‹ๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏๅด‡ๆ‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅฟตใจใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆธ‡ๆœ›ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ้™ใ‹ใซ็‡ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚‹่€…ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไธฆใ€…ใชใ‚‰ใฌๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใฏใ€ใใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่‹ฅๅนดๅฑคใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไธก่€…ใซๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฉ•ๅˆคใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆฒนๆ–ญใฎใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚15ๆญณไปฅไธ‹ใฎ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็™บ่จ€ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใใฎใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹ใฏใ€็พŽใ—ใๆ•ดใฃใŸ็พŽ่ฒŒใŒ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใ†ใกใซๆญชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆŽจๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซ้ ญใ‚’่ปฝใๆŒฏใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผๆ ผๅ…จๅ“กใŒใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ—ข็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใŒๅฝผๅฅณใซๆ€ใ„ใ‚’้ฆณใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใ‹ใŒใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ—ใฆใ„ใ่€…ใ‚„ใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅคง้‡็™บ็”Ÿใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใฏๅฅฝใใชไบ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚~ใจใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ไธปๅผตใ—ใ€่งฃๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ่€…ใŒใกใ‚‰ใปใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ไธ€ๅบฆใฏๅฑๆฉŸๆ„่ญ˜ใ‹ใ‚‰้›†ใพใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใ‚“ใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใชใใ‚ƒใ€ใˆใ‚Œใ‡ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฎใ‰ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹่‹ฅใ„่ก†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่‰ฏๆกˆใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใจใ—ใฆ็Ÿข้ขใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ไบบใ€ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใŒ้‡ใ„ๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆœ€้ซ˜้ฝขใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒ่‹ฅๅนดไบŒไบบ็ต„ใซ่ฉฑใฎ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ็ทดๅบฆใ€้€ฃๆบใชใฉๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ก็ชใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œไฝœๆˆฆใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ไฝœๆˆฆใงใ™ใ‚ใญ! ใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚ ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใจใ€ๆ€œๆ‚งใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๅญใธใจใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๅฏพใ—ใ€้‡‘้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏใ›ใ›ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใใฎ็จใฟใ‚’ใ„ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ†่จ€ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ๅ›ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซ่ณ›ๆˆใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ฆใƒผใ‚ฌใฎใ˜ใ„ๆง˜ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ไปฃๆกˆใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ้™บๆ‚ชใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ”พใคๅนดๅฐ‘็ต„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่ฆ‹ใฌใตใ‚Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ‚ฆใƒผใ‚ฌใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸ่€ไบบใฏใ€ใ€Žใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰ใ€่‹ฅใ„ใจใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฎใ‰ใ€ใจ่‹ฅ่€…ใฎๅใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใฎใฟใกใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใงๆ‹…ใŽใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบ้”ใ ใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซ็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹้€ฃไธญใชใ‚“ใฆไธ€ๆกใ‚Šใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚ไฟบใจใŠๅ‰ใŒไธ€็ท’ใฎใใใ‚Šใจใฏใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใใชใ„ใชใ€ ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใฎไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ„ๅ˜†ๆฏใซใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒ้Žๆ•ใซๅๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงLvใŒไธ€็•ชไฝŽใ„ใฎใฏ็พๅœจ7Lvใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใ ใ€‚ๆฌกใซไฝŽใ„ใฎใŒ11Lvใฎ้‡‘้ซช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไบŒ็•ช็›ฎใซใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใฏ13Lvใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไธ€็•ช้ซ˜ไฝใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้ซ˜้ฝขใฎใ‚ฆใƒผใ‚ฌใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€Lv14ใจใ„ใ†็พๅœจใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซใŠใ„ใฆๆœ€้ซ˜ๅณฐใฎ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€่‡ช็„ถใจๆฑบๅฎšๆจฉใฏใ‚ฆใƒผใ‚ฌใซไปปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ่‰ฏใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใฎใ‰ใ€‚ๆ€ใ†ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใ€ใ“ใฎๅถ็™บ็š„ใชๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ไบ‹ใŒ่‚ๅฟƒใชใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚......ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใกใจใ“ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ˜ใ‚ƒใจๆ•ตใฎๆ•ฐใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆŠ—ๆˆฆ่‡ชไฝ“ใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใฎใ…ใ€ ่€ไบบใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผ้”ใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจๅ‘จใ‚Šใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่บซใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใŒๆฃ˜ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃ่ชฟใงใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚็ชƒ็›—ใจ่ฉๆฌบใพใŒใ„ใฎๆ‰‹็ฎกใง็”ทใ‚’ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ‚‚ๆถผใ—ใ„้ก”ใงๅฝผๅฅณใซๅฟœๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใซใŠใ„ใฆใฏๆ‚ช่ฉ•ใŒๅบƒใพใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎๅˆ†ใ€ไบบใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ๆŠœใไธŠใงใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›็š„ใช้ขใ€ๆˆฆ็•ฅ็š„ใช้ขใง่ฉ•ไพกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ‚†ใˆใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใฎ็พคใฎใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใจใ—ใฆๆ‹…ใŽใ‚ใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎๆ•ตใฏไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅ‹ใจใฏ่‰ฏใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅญไพ›ใฎๅ–งๅ˜ฉใซใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใฏใ€Žใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ™‚ใซๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใชใใ€ ๅถ็„ถใฎๅ‡บไผšใ„ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅฝผใฏใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใงใฎๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆดป่บใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใจๅฝผๅฅณใฎ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซ้Žๆ•ใซๅๅฟœใ—ใŸใฎใฏใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใงใฏใชใใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใฎๆ–นใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใงใ—ใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใญ!? ใใ‚“ใชใซใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใชใฉใจใ€ใ‚‚ใฆใฏใ‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใŠๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šใชใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็žณใฏๆ†Žใ—ใฟใจใฏใพใŸๅฐ‘ใ—้•ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใจ็™บ้Ÿณใ™ใ‚‹ใจใใซใฏใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใƒชใจไพฎ่”‘ใฎ่‰ฒใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹็จ‹ใซๆฟƒๅŽšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใชใใ€‚ใ„ใ„ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ—?ใ€ ใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ธใฏใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใฎๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใพใงใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ใƒขใƒŽใจใ‚‚ใ›ใšใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็Ž‡็›ดใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ็šฎใ‚’่ขซใฃใŸๅฅณใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใใƒผใ‚„ใ ใ‚„ใ ! ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใชใ‚“ใฆไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใƒใƒคใƒ›ใƒคใ•ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญ! ใŸใ ใฎๅฏ„็”Ÿ่™ซใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใŠๅ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‹? ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฎนๅงฟใ‚’ๆญฆๅ™จใซใ€ใƒ˜ใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใฉใ‚‚ใ‚’ใฒใฃใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใฏใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฃใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฎนๅงฟใŒ่‰ฏใใ€ๆญณใ‚‚3~4ๆญณใ—ใ‹ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใจใฏ็œŸ้€†ใฎๅ™‚ใ‚’ใฐใ‚‰ใพใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒ้…ทใๅ‹˜ใซใ•ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚้ฆฌ้นฟใช็”ทใ‚’้ฃŸใ„็‰ฉใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๅฅณใชใฎใ ใจใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆญฃ็›ดใซ้ป’ใ„้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ๆฝ”ใ่ชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใชใ‚‹ๅฅดใฏ็ด ้ก”ใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ๅญใถใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆšด่ซ–ใ‚‚็”šใ ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰......ใ€ ๅฅณๅญใฎๅซ‰ๅฆฌใฏๆ€–ใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ ใฎใ‰ใจ้ ญใฎไธญใงใผใ‚„ใใคใคใ€ๆธฉๅŽšใซๅ”‡ใ‚’้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ฆใƒผใ‚ฌใฎใ”่€ไบบใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹็›ฎใ ใ‘ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€่ช˜ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใญใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ 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68 68 Words, My Color Signal. "George... what is this..." I speak unexpectedly to a breathtaking wolf at the side. "Angel Cucumber... this is my very favorite color." That said, Okama carefully observes the items I create. We're inside George's secret workshop right now. A group of crystals that enclose skills and a hidden room where daggers are stored, commonly known as the Box Garden of Treasure Swords. Name it. I said if you and Okama are alone in such a Chamber playing Nani. The other day, Mina and Announ and I were trying to make new items from the colors we picked together. As a result, it is up to me to generate items of interest. [Stone trapped in the grace of the sun. It's pompous and warm when held in your hand. Rubbing vigorously on hard stuff also emits a dazzling, intense glow. What sees that light stains its vision white for three seconds] [Attribute: Yellow] Every single one and a little stone with a slightly stronger yellow flavour. In fact, this can be a synthesis of the "hard stone", which was obtained a long time ago when the cobblestone of Michelangelo was collected, and the "yellow (San Yellow), which can be collected in the wheat fields of the village of Comgi". It is labeled as unusable without a solid substance beside it, but is likely to be quite useful for the eyes because it emits light even when rubbed against weapons and protective equipment. "Now... Last time, there were two items created that dealt with the colors that could be collected..." Arrange other finished items, and I will seriously observe the alchemy products that I have produced. [A special liquid in which the sun's high heat and water are intertwined without ever combining. This water, which houses photothermal heat, is said to dissolve those touched] [Attribute: Blue] Liquid stuck in a yellow bottle. It doesn't even look like a potion at first glance, but the yellow light is always bright in the bottle, a substitute for it as if it were a living carbonated juice. This is an item that was born by combining "Fine Water" and "Yellow Dancing to the Sun (Soleil Yellow)", which consumed 10 bottles of "Water" and successfully converted to the top. "Launch Fireworks (Small)" will be followed by the second attack item that I was able to create. You can throw a bottle at it, do damage, or sprinkle it directly around to dissolve your opponent. User-friendly half-side, its effective range depends on the amount of liquid, so it is not wide. And the next thing you can see is "Yellow of the Bad Eat (Belle Yellow)" pulled out of Tough Slime. Such a 'yellow of bad eating (Belle Yellow)', but none of the materials were compatible and synthetic. Besides, although the colors removed from the monster this time would work if they were colored on weapons and protective equipment with a 'shoot brush', there was nothing in the intertwined colors of sunlight that could grant a special effect. It is also the current situation that makes it difficult to take advantage of all the materials. "Best of all, I'm afraid I couldn't find the right ingredient to go with the 'Day and Golden Wheat (Cortana)' that seems rare, but I guess it's an achievement enough..." I thought the vomited dialogue was the name break of an alchemist who, backwards, had obtained a color equivalent to gold, but even manipulated gold. Not in a hurry, I guess we should take it step by step, but regrettably, it's no different. "Right, George..." Send a heartfelt thanks to Okama for inspiring me to stay away from the alchemy shortage. First, we could prove that the telescope is a very convenient piece of equipment. Let's just check the results this time. Pulling the colors taken from the telescope out of the light cartridge was a very simple task compared to 'demonic demon mirrors' and 'old cameras'. Because it's good to just shake the cartridge, it doesn't take as long as a camera to synthesize photos and ink. I just didn't get to produce a metal ingot material like a demon mirror...... "If you say so, cooperation with Angel, Yu Ki... Dropper Skill Uh-huh..." George also makes a nasty noise to me that really makes me think naughty. Brilliant Sword (Arts) to acquire skills, and to complete it, you needed an itinerary called 'maturation' to leave it where it suits your skills. Can't you find a 'mature' place for the 'Snow Dropper' skills that I and George created by multiplying each other? They don't run out of troubles and challenges with each other. You're not the only one who feels powerless. "Haha. George and I are gonna have to work together." Somehow, were you distracted? Because of the unexpected development, I feel like making the color black wolf in front of me is a good guy after all. Whoa. Talk about being careless in front of an octopus, or feeling it. "And George, are you sure today is a good day? "Yeah. It's my Ron. Oh, that sounds like fun, oh... and I'm glad you invited me." When I was able to generate the item from which the sunlight originated, I flew a friend chat with Mr. Announ to Mina. Because you might be able to get behind the stone tablet of a mysterious giant. And once the adventure had set out, I wanted to prepare for further battle forces, but I was also asked to gather in the face of hundreds of ridden nights such as Shaking Night (Koya), Yuki, Shizu Yayuchi, etc. And I told George about it, and he said, "How's it going everywhere?" "It's okay! Either way, we don't have much time today." George let his eyes wander into space, coloured by a dark shadow mascara only for a moment, whether it was any real or errand. Otherwise, we will quickly make various alchemy items, potions and fireworks, and set up adventure support. And I decided to meet Michelangelo at the famous' Tenchuan Deceptive Clockstand ', and I sent a friend chat to my friends. This is the city where mercenaries (players) began their journey and is the largest city ever discovered. The early city means that many mercenaries (players) who act as bases here have low levels or are mostly rushing out mercenaries (players). "What am I supposed to do..." Only today, however, there were mercenaries (players) with an agitated look that seemed to sweep the protracted and peaceful air. No, there were mercenaries (players) (...) lined up with sinister faces on the famous "Tenchuan Deceptive Clockstand" as a meeting place. That number is estimated to be zah and hundreds won't go down. "What do you guys think? Let me have your opinion." At their heart are the only mercenaries (players) with a level of 7 or higher on this occasion. A member of the crowd formed of low-level mercenaries (players) who had one level pulled out but was therefore pushed halfway through the role of leader to tackle this emergency in a disintegrating manner. One of the leaders in their role, a man named Traj, answered their question. "... from the advance party that was sending us around 'Komgi Village' and 'Ine Village' to see how things were going, the village of Komgi contains reports that there are no anomalies" This man, his gear is just clothed like a villager, so at first glance he's a poor minister but the level is high there. Moreover, the rubbed off nappy clothes he wears can only be obtained with a certain exclusive quest clearance reward, and can be magical defensive and expensive and valuable equipment. "But Ine Village was the last to hear the message, 'When the village building is half-destructed from afar, and the number of massive monsters like never before'" What he issued was not an answer to the question, but a status report. And the mercenaries (players) who heard about it continued. "Hey, when Michelangelo falls, what are you gonna do?" "Earlier on the log, if you lose, the tax rate for Auction and Bounty Neck (Wonted) will go up, right? "Assign it to the task of rebuilding the city, or a beginner bully. Operate! "No, this is also a remedy for beginners. He said he'd earn some experience in this fight." "The advance team and I had an average level of five, didn't we? "They're outnumbered, and they have a lot of enemies." "No matter how much, it's too high a hurdle to say a remedy for experience." "That's right! Anyone strong enough for a friend? Let's call those guys for help in a friend chat." "I just sent a message to a friend who plans to attend a 'ball' inside the royal castle, but whatever Michelangelo's tax rate is, I didn't know it was this way" "I've been getting ready for the Ash King offense over there. I'm sorry, but we can't fight." "The strong cannot be relied upon..." Why do the mercenaries (players) gather in the peaceful and vibrant pioneer city of Michelangelo float like this? What kind of monster appeared in large numbers? When will you arrive here? How do you say we put up a line of defense with the vast Michelangelo on defense target? This log is all I have to get my head on. But not all the mercenaries (players) who saw this left doubt. Yes, it's also true that it brought about two definite common perceptions. One is that when the tax rate increases, the purchase of items, equipment, and materials becomes considerably stricter, and the taste of the products as the selling side naturally diminishes. And the second is that you need to work with mercenaries (players) in the city to break the situation. "You're telling me we can fight the operation perfectly." "I don't know if I can do this anymore." "It's going to be a loss." "Another similar burst event, it's going to happen somewhere." "Dude, if every single one of us doesn't step in here, you're gonna be plain tough on tax rate hikes and stuff" "You can earn some experience, let's do it." "If we can win, we're talking about, right? Despena by Monster Kill is too tight for XP Lost." "Well, well, it's a game, and let's have some fun? "This kind of thing is exciting." "Let's call it solidarity." "Michelangelo's only survival team in the Battle of the Ashes King," Silver Angel "also put together some highly skilled first-degree mercenaries (players) to create a cooperative attitude and fight! "Angels or princesses? "Yeah, yeah, they were amazing! With all sorts of opinions flying around, I wondered what was wrong with these leaders of the rapid crowd, and they were silent about the reaction around them. But some of those leaders reacted picklessly to the word 'angel'. One is a man named Toraj who made an earlier reconnaissance report. Hearing the angel's name and having an uncontrolled grin, I can hear that he has more or less a fondness for the rumored figure. The other is an old wizard wearing a brown hood deep in his eyes and a long robe. An old man with a gracious and gentle laugh with 'whoa whoa', but the will to dwell in his eyes was quietly burning with a mindfulness close to worship and a dubious light thirsting for something. He also seems to have unparalleled feelings for those who become angels. And the two remaining, from the looks of it, are young people. But he is also a cautionary figure because of his reputation flowing to both: he gathers mercenaries (players) under the age of 15, beats them up, and uses whatever means he can, he is also the leader of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) "Lonely Wolf," a boy with an impressive sharp eye under his grey hair. The moment the name 'Angel' came up, he gave the look of a scuffled bitter bug, and then chuckled in a hunch and self-derision. Yes, Wolfe was spitting out some unspeakable emotion that was swirling around her chest like she was spitting something that was causing it. In response to her statement 'Angel,' she shakes that twin tail slightly. What that means is, I guess I shook my head lightly in an unconscious manner to deduce where beautiful and tidy beauty was unconsciously distorted. Anyway. I mean, all the leaders were known to be 'angels'. Even while each leader is giving her thoughts, those who say it's just a game and log out, and I don't know what a mass of monsters are doing, I like to do it - and those who claim their freedom and break it up will be seen. The binding power of the mercenaries (players), who were gathered from a sense of crisis at one time, is nothing but a burning blade, which breaks apart in a hollow manner. "Well, what do we do? It's time to set a policy. It's going to happen." "That's right. Any good ideas from the young people? One standing on the arrow as leader, Toraji opens his heavy mouth, and the oldest wizard throws a spoon (tsp) of the story to the young couple. "Humph. It doesn't make sense to expect these guys to be proficient, collaborative, etc. You only have a collision from the front." "You can't call that an operation. That's an operation! Oh, but I don't have any particular ideas." Then, if you don't complain about my statement, Wolfe hits the girl next door with a pitiful gaze. In contrast, the blonde girl is smiling and staring at it. "Right. I don't know what to say, but I think I agree with you, Wolfe. Is Ooga-sama an alternative? Toraj pretends not to look at the young group that gives off a sinister atmosphere. And the old man, called Ooga, seems to enjoy the opposite of 'whoa, I don't want to be young' and the young man. "We're the only ones who've been given a high level of responsibility. There's a handful of people who listen to us seriously." "Humph. It's not funny how me and you are together." Wolfe reacts hypersensitively to Traj's casual sigh. Indeed, the lowest Lv in this member is Traj, who is currently 7 Lv. The next lowest is 11LV blonde girl Lily and the second highest level is 13LV, Wolfe. And the highest-ranking is the elderly Uga, which boasts the highest mercenary (player) level in the current clan clan called LV14. That's why there was a verse where nature and decisiveness were left to Uga. "Well, isn't that good? The key is to enjoy this accidental event.... However, depending on the number of enemies, it may be difficult to fight the war itself." The leaders look around nature to what the old man has to say. The number of mercenaries (players) around them had fallen to the point where they were now about to cut a hundred. Lily hates Wolfe in a thorny tone. "Humph. If there's a mercenary (player) who makes a man out of burglary and fraudulent manipulation, sees him discover valuable items and treasures, or has a reputation for instantly cutting PT and attacking the thief demon Lily from behind, it doesn't even come together? Then Wolfe also responds to her with a cool face. Wolfe and Lily. There are widespread negative reviews in both of them, but for that matter, they are valued in terms of the strategic and the strategic aspects of getting people out, so this is how they are held up as leaders of the group of elephants. Yesterday's enemies are a good thing to say with today's friends. Toraj says' Oh man 'to such a child fight and spills a sigh of breath. "... I wish I had an angel at a time like this" Though a coincidence, he was remembering her work in the village of Comgi. A beautiful silver-haired girl who naturally brought people together and worked together under her (originally) and eventually led us all to complete the burst quest. It's because I thought of her in the back of my brain, crush. But it wasn't Wolfe who reacted hypersensitively to its content, this time it was Lily's. "Hey, Mr. Traj, it was, wasn't it!? Are you so fond of 'angels' and other girls being entertained? Her eyes bore something a little different from hatred, but when pronouncing it 'angel' it contained a color of tap and scorn. That was so intense that everyone on this scene could guess. "Well. He was a good kid, wasn't he? Toraj makes his candid point, not even using Lily's attitude until it's easy to understand as a thing. "Angel, what a woman in the skin of a good boy. Oh, no, no! You're making the mistake of getting laid because you look a little good while you keep your skills that you can't use alchemy! It's just a parasite." "Hey, is that what you say? You're using your appearance as a weapon to catch the hentais." To Wolfe's scratch, Lily turns that way. As for her, she is still aware that there are parts of the same gender that are annoying her. The fact that "angels", who are just as good looking as they are and are only 3-4 years old, are spreading rumors that are the opposite of their own, touches me terribly. The truth is, you're just a woman eating stupid men, too. I honestly expose the black part, and even though I admit it cleanly, the guy who becomes an 'angel' hides his face and doesn't like being a good kid. There's also a lot of outrage, but she really thought so. "Whoa, whoa, whoa..." Girls' jealousy was a scary thing. Ooh. Blurring in my head, I was an old Ooga man who caught lips warmly, but I wasn't only laughing at Lily's eyes. "Oh, Taro, thank you for inviting me" "Thanks, Taro." To my hanging voice, the glasses handsome shaking night and the soft handsome Evening Fai give me the usual response. "To solve the mystery of the giant." send a confident grin at Mama and her best friends. "But you've never heard of anything further behind The Shallow Dream Cemetery." "I thought it was just a graveyard with big bones." "Ma, you mean Talo, right? "I don't know what you're talking about." With my breasts swollen with anticipation and anxiety, and greetings to my old friends there, I quickly introduce George, Mina, and Announ. "Ahhh! You're about to have a ball, huh? I know, it's going to be a good o-to-co. Wow. George sticks to pita shaking night or evening glow. "Thank you for that verse. But I don't want you to get too close to the Lorigon..." "Ha-ha-ha, thank you" Mr. Announ seemed to care nothing in particular. Against my friend like that, Evening Fai and Shaking Night were distancing themselves from just George and making him look a little more attractive. However, since we are going to be members of the adventure together, we have created a brilliant sales smile and said, 'Thank you!' And they bow down with their voices shut. "So, Koo..." I begged you to answer something that I was very concerned about earlier, and I complained at night with my gaze. As a matter of fact, the mysterious beautiful boy they brought in was pouring a hot gaze on me. I don't even squirm my sticky eyes at flickering and Mina and Mr. Announ, but they have an overwhelmingly long time to look at me. He has sassy blue hair cut short into Korean-style handsome styles. It's an area where you can't even take it off with a little granny hair, but the face is cute. Moreover, because he was smaller in height than the shaky night (Koya) and Yuki (Yuki), he was ideally suited, and at first glance he was a beautiful boy who seemed harmless to humans and animals. "This time, Shiz can't get in for real." And I don't know what to say instead, and I put my hand on a sassy mysterious beautiful boy at night with a foreboding. "This way, my friend." Evening Fai introduces him with a warm voice. "RF4-you, dude" Earl, you pinned your spine and put your heels together beautifully to me when I couldn't help but overhear the words I wasn't used to hearing. Then he posed for a salute and started introducing himself aloud. "The dwarf's name is RF4-you! In the future, we will be lining up with you on the battlefield, but since you are a young man, thank you for your teaching! I wonder what...... This ready-made sense of vision. RF4-you look back at me with a serious but confused eye for my inquiry. I put my mouth to your ear at night and ask you a question that I am a little sure you will answer. "Maybe, that, Yuji? Somehow it can be seen from the tone, the atmosphere of the military ota. And Yuji, a classmate of unparalleled beautiful girl animation lovers. "Come on, that's his character clip masterpiece. Why did you make such a beautiful boy?" I feel the laughing voice of the night (Koya) go through my right ear to my left ear, while I fall into the illusion of sweat flowing like a waterfall from all over my body. Yuji and I are real, yesterday at a convenience store, in this figure, we are encountering in this silver-haired girl Talo figure. What an excuse to make. There's no way Evening Fai realizes my inner rush like that, and I buy a facilitator to get out as if I were going to lead everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen, we have another member on this adventure to attend. A man named Yuruchi who belongs to the same mercenary regiment (clan) as us. She's on her way to the" Ten Sphere Watch Stand "as planned, so let's move over there." Still staring at Yuji, I hide behind Mina so I can escape from RF4-you. Now that I have online friends around, even if Yuji had introduced me in advance to my classmate Shintaro from Shaking Night and Evening Fai... you can't mention it in manners. If we don't work out something early, it's not what catastrophe we'll develop into. If you don't do something about it, and try to calm down the feeling of stuffiness, the journey to the heavenly ball entrusted watch stand where Yuri waits.
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+1ใ€‘ใฎ็ซๅŠ›ใฏไฟบใฎๆƒณๅƒใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซ่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€ๆ•ตใฏใƒœใ‚ฆใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใƒ”ใƒณใฟใŸใ„ใซ่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไธญๅคฎ็ช็ ดใŒๅฏ่ƒฝใ€ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใฎใฏๅง‰ใŒไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ•ตใฎ้ ญ็›ฎใจไผš่ฉฑใงใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅง‰ใฏๅคงใใช็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎ่„šใซๆŠ‘ใˆใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๅฐŽ้Œฌ้‡‘โ€•โ€•ใ€Žๅคไปฃ้บ็‰ฉใฎ่งฃๆ˜Ž่€…ใ€ใ€ ๅง‰ใŒใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€‚ ้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ†ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅผทๅŠ›ใชๅŒ–็Ÿณใ‚’่ฟทใ‚ใšใƒใƒงใ‚คใ‚นใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ€Ž็‚Žๅธใฎ้ฌผ็ฅžใ‚นใƒซใƒˆใ€ๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‘ใ€ๅณ่…•ใƒป้ ญ้ƒจใ€‘ใ€ใ‚’้บไผๅญๆง‹้€ ใฎ่žบๆ—‹็ŠถใธใจๅกตๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ€ๅณๅบงใซใ€Žๅคฑ่ฝไธ–ไปฃใฎๆ‡ไธญๆ™‚่จˆใ€ใธใจๆณจๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็‚Žๅธใฎ้ฌผ็ฅžใ‚นใƒซใƒˆใ€ๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‘ใ€ๅณ่…•ใƒป้ ญ้ƒจใ€‘ใ€ ใ€็„”ใƒŽ้ฌผไบบๆ—ใฎใ€ ้ฌผ็ฅžใฎๅŠ›ใŒไฟบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซๅฎฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅณ่…•ใจ้ ญใซ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็†ฑใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ :ใ€ๆ™‚่จˆใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใ€‘ใซใ€Ž็‚Žๅธใฎ้ฌผ็ฅžใ‚นใƒซใƒˆใ€ๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‘ใ€ๅณ่…•ใƒป้ ญ้ƒจใ€‘ใ€ใŒ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น ๅŠ›+400 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•+500 ๅณ่…•ใจ้ ญ้ƒจใฎใฟ้˜ฒๅพกใƒป้ญ”ๆณ•้˜ฒๅพก+500 (็ŸฅๅŠ›ใƒœใƒผใƒŠใ‚นC): :ใ‚จใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€่‹ฑ้œŠๅ‰ฃ่ฑชใ€‘ใŒไฝฟ็”จๅฏ่ƒฝใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Ž็ฅžๅˆ€ๅฌๅ–šใƒป :่žๅˆๅฏ่ƒฝๆ™‚้–“ใฏ100็ง’ใงใ™: :1็ง’ใ”ใจใซๅ…จHPใฎ1%ใ‚’ๆถˆ่€—ใ—ใพใ™: :ๅ†ๅบฆใ€Ž็‚Žๅธใฎ้ฌผ็ฅžใ‚นใƒซใƒˆใ€ใฎ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่žๅˆๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ3ๆ™‚้–“ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใจใชใ‚Šใพใ™: ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏๅณๅบงใซ้ง†ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‰‡่ง’ใฎ......ๅคฉไฝฟ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚! ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ‚ใฎๅญใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ไฟบใฎ็ช้€ฒใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใ€่‹ฑ้œŠๅ‰ฃ่ฑชใ€‘โ€•โ€•ใ€Ž็ฅžๅˆ€ๅฌๅ–šใƒป็‚Ž้ฌผใ€ใ€ ใ‚จใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็ด…่“ฎใซ็‡ƒใˆใฆใฏใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใๅˆ€่บซใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๆŸ„ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Œใฐ็ขบใ‹ใซใใฎๆ„Ÿ่งฆใŒไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใฆใ€ๅฎŸๆ…‹ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใชใฎใ ใจ็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฉฆใ—ใซๅˆ€ใ‚’ไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ—ใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฆ–็•ŒใŒไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ็œŸใฃ่ตคใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงใ“ใฎไธ–ใ‚’็‡ƒใ‚„ใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใ‹ใจ้Œฏ่ฆšใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†็จ‹ใฎๅŠซ็ซใŒ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใช......ใ€ ใ™ใ•ใพใ˜ใ„็ƒˆ็ซใจใจใ‚‚ใซ5ไบบใฎ ใ€Œๅ›žๅพฉ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚„ใคใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไฝฟใˆ! ๆ—ฉใ!ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใ‚ใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ ใ‘ใงใฏHPใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚Šใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็ขบๅฎŸใซไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆ็›ดใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ•ฐใฎๆšดๅŠ›ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ“ใฎ็†ไธๅฐฝใช็Šถๆณใ‚’ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ใใใ‚Šใฌใ‘ใฆๆฅใŸๅง‰ใ‚’ๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆ€’ใ‚ŠใŒใตใคใตใคใจๆนงใใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใจใ†ใ—ใ„ใช......ใ€ ไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‚ใŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ่ท้›ข้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ไธญ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒไฟบใซๆตดใณใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‹ใซใฏๆžœๆ•ขใซใ‚‚ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚‚ใ„ใฆใ€็ทๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„ๆ•ฐใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒไฟบใธใจๆฎบๅˆฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็œŸใฃ่ตคใช่–”่–‡ใŒ่Šฑ้–‹ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€็ˆ†็‚ŽใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎใ™ในใฆใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚“ใงๅ’ฒใ่ช‡ใ‚‹่ตคใ„่Šฑใ€‚ๅŠๅพ„2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅๅ†…ใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใŸๅ…จใฆใ‚’็ˆ†็™บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ”ป้˜ฒไธ€ไฝ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใ€ๆ•ตใฏ้ฉšๆ„•ใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ŠฑใŒ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็‚ŽใŒๅ’ฒใไนฑใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใฃใŸๅพŒใซใ“ใจใ”ใจใใ€็‚ŽใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใž......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้€šใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใซ ใ€‘ๆŒใกใŒใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใฎๅŠ›ใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒๆ•ตใ‚‚ใใ†็ฐกๅ˜ใซ็ช็ ดใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใฏใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไฟบใฎใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏ้ซ˜ใพใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ’ใƒฃใƒƒใƒใƒใƒใƒผ! ใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ŒใˆใˆๅฅดใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!? ใ ใ‘ใฉใชใใ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅ›ฃ้•ทใธ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใๅ‰ใซไฟบใ‚‰ใŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๆฝฐใ™ใœใˆใˆใˆใˆ!ใ€ ๅฅ‡ๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใฏใ€้‡Žๆ€งๅ‘ณใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฏ›็šฎ่กฃ่ฃ…ใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ  ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฅใƒƒ!ใ€ ็›ธๆฃ’ใธใจๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใงๅ‹ใกๆฐ—ใซๅฟœใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ•~!ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ๅ“ใ‚„ใ‚จใ‚ฝๅ–ๅพ—ใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๅคง้‡ใซๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพๅง‰ใฎๅ…ƒใธใ€้€ฒใพใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใžใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใฟใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใŒใฌ่ฆ–็ทšใงๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅฅฅใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅง‰ใฏ็™ฝใ„็…ๅญใซๅ™›ใฟ็ •ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใฎ้€ฒใฟใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ไบก่€…ใฎ่ก€ใ€‘ใจใ€่–ๆฐดใ€‘ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ—ใฆไฝœใฃใŸใ€่ฟทใ„ใชใๆ•‘ใ„ใฎ็ด…ๆฐดใ€‘ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ•ใˆใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ๅง‰ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใชใ‚“ใฆใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ๆ—ฉใใ“ใชใ„ใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ฅžๅˆ€ใƒป็‚Ž้ฌผใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใŠใ„ใ€ๆฅใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใžใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฏธใงใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใงไฟบใฎ็‚Žใ‚’ๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€่ฆช็Ž‰ใ‚‰ใ—ใๆ•ต ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰้ƒฝๅˆใŒใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใฎ้š™ใซใ€Ž่ฟทใ„ใชใๆ•‘ใ„ใฎ็ด…ๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ๅง‰ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ญใƒซใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใธใจใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใใซใ€ๅง‰ใฎใ‚ขใƒใ‚ฟใƒผใฏๅพฉๅ…ƒใ•ใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ......ใ€ ใชใซใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ไธ€็žฌใ€ๅ‘†ใ‘ใŸ้ก”ใ—ใŸๅง‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ„ใฃใŸใ„......?ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ‹˜ใฎ้‹ญใ„ๅง‰ใฏใ™ใใซไบ‹ๆ…‹ใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ™ใŒใ€็งใฎ่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๅผŸใ ใชใ€‚ๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€ ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅง‰ใซไฟบใฏ้ผปใ‚’ใ™ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใฏ็›ธๅฝ“ใซใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ‰‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ๅง‰ใซๆณจๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๆ•ตใฎๅงฟใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅทจ่บฏใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎ่ƒŒใซ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใ€่ตคใ„ๅธฝๅญใ‚’็›ฎๆทฑใซใ‹ใถใฃใŸ้ป’้ซชใƒญใƒณใ‚ฐใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใ‚ฑใƒƒใƒˆๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œ......? ใ‚ใฎไบบใฃใฆ......ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใจ้…’ๅ ดใซใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซใ—ใฆไฟบใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใคใถใ‚„ใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ไฟบใ‚‚ๅๅฐ„็š„ใซ็ญ”ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ้ก”่‰ฒใฏ็ชบใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹่ˆˆๅฅฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใงใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ่˜‡็”Ÿใ—ใŸใฎ......?ใ€ ๅˆฅใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹็พฉ็†ใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€็„ก่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๅคงไบบใ’ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใง็ญ”ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงไฝœใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใง่˜‡็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ€ ็ฐกๆฝ”ใงใใฃใ‘ใชใ„ไฟบใฎๅฏพๅฟœใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆ‚ชใใ—ใŸ็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใšใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€Žใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใจไธ€ไบบใง้ ทใ„ใฆใฏ็™ฝ็…ๅญใฎๅ–‰ใ‚’ใชใงใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใฟ......ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€‚ๅ›ใŒ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใญ......ใ€ ๅธฝๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅฆ™ใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใถใฃใŸๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ้ผปใซใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใ‚‚่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใง่žใใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€ใใฎ็™ฝใ„็…ๅญใ€ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚......่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏ็ฒพ้œŠ็ฃใ‚’ๅฌๅ–šใ—ใฆๆˆฆใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚็™บๅ‹•ๆกไปถใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅญใŸใกใฏ......็ฒพ้œŠ็ฃใŸใกใฏใญใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎMPใง......ๅฌๅ–šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ MPใฃใฆใ€่ปฝใ„ใชใŠใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใซ่ปฝใ„ไปฃๅ„Ÿใงใใ‚“ใช็ซ‹ๆดพใชๅฌๅ–š็ฃใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ†ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใพใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ใŒๅฌๅ–šใ—ใŸ? ๅคงใใชๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใ‚‚ใใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใคใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใŒๅˆบใ€…ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จ็„ถใกใŒใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช ใ€ŒใŠๆ‰‹้ ƒ......? ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ฒพ้œŠ็ฃๅฌๅ–šใŒ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใจใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไบˆๆƒณใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ ็Š ็‰ฒใชใ—ใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆˆใ—ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎๅฟƒๆƒ…ใงใ“ใฎๆ‚”ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ใ€ๅ…จใฆใ“ใฎไบบใซใถใคใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใŠใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ไฟบใฎๅฎถๆ—ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ€ใ„็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„......? ็ฒพ้œŠ็ฃใฎๅฌๅ–šใŒ......?ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅ‹•ๆบใ™ใ‚‹ๅธฝๅญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›็ŸฅใฃใŸใ“ใฃใกใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆœชใ ใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใชใ„ใใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚
The firepower of [Helios Heliodor +1, the horseback riding bike of the Sun God] was far beyond my imagination, and the enemy was kicked in like a bowling pin. When I decided that a central breakthrough was possible, it was in my eyes that my sister was having some kind of conversation with the head of the enemy. As always, my sister is trapped on the leg of a big white lion and deprived of her freedom. "Magic Alchemy -" The Clarifier of Ancient Relics, "Decoding (Promea)" My sister sucks. Feeling that way from a distance, I don't lose track of the powerful fossils. "Sult [Fossil] [Right Arm/Head], the god of the Flaming Emperor," was dusted into the spiral of the genetic structure and immediately injected into the "Pocket Watch of the Lost Generation". "Sult the God of the Flaming Emperor [Fossil] [Right Arm/Head]" [The [Divine Attribute (Duke)] Species of the Ghost Nation. He is a hero swordsman who generates the Devil's Knife and the most powerful samurai to dwell in it the scorching Fire] If the power of the gods resided in my body, I felt the heat burning in my right arm and head. : "Sult [Fossil] [Right Arm/Head], God of the Flaming Emperor" was recorded in [Memory of the Clock]: : Status Power + 400 Fastness + 500 Right Arm and Head Only Defense/Magic Defense + 500 (Intelligence Bonus C): : Extra Skills [English Spirit Swordsman] is now available: : "Divine Knife Summoning, Flaming Ghost (Enki)," "Redflower of Destruction (Mei)," "Breaking Army (Hanugun), Red Lotus Soldier (Gun Hei)": : Fusionable time is 100 seconds: : Drains 1% of all HP every second: : Once again, it will take 3 hours to fuse with the biological data of the "Sult of the God of the Flaming Emperor": Check the logs, I'll run immediately. "One horn of... angels? "Not if you're in love! Don't make him go any further! Mercenaries (players) who noticed my rush are flocking with straws. "[English Spirit Swordsman] -" Divine Knife Summoning/Flaming Ghost "" If you activate Extra Skills, burning from your right hand to the Red Lotus gave birth to a dizzying self. If you grasp the pattern, you do convey that feeling and understand that it is a weapon with a real situation. If I wave a knife to try it, my vision will instantly stain bright red. The mercenaries (players) are swallowed up by the fire so much that they are under the illusion that they have burned the world to the ground. "Shh, wow..." Five mercenaries (players) instantly blackened along with a sneaky fire. They all seem to be heavily damaged and move a lot dull. "Restorative magic, somebody." "Use the one with the potion on yourself! Come on!" Exactly that blow just couldn't seem to sharpen my HP, and I'm definitely getting back on track. This is the number of violence. And when I think of my sister who has even crept through this irrational situation, my anger still springs up in two ways. "You're so gloomy..." I can't bring every single one of them to my opponent. At the same time, a number of mercenaries (players) expose me to long-range magic and medium-range attacks. Some mercenaries dared to attempt melee, and a suitable number of attacks arrived at me for total attack. Make sure the bright red rose blossoms instead, and the blast spreads. The attack on me and the nearby mercenary (player) are red flowers that bloom with all of them. The enemy can't seem to hide his consternation at the ability of the offensive unity to detonate everything that has entered within a radius of 2 meters. "The flowers... no, the flames are blooming? "After I ran away, there was a flame..." "Is there a rose in her street?" [Divine Attribute (Duke)] I was hoping for how much to hold, but this is more power than I imagined. But the enemy doesn't seem to let me make the breakthrough that easily either, and my frustrations grow. "Heh heh heh! There's a funny guy out there. Ahhh!? But, yeah, we're gonna crush you before we get to the captain. Yeah! It was a mercenary (player) dressed in a furry costume full of wild flavors who made the odd noise. He can follow multiple mercenaries behind him with no less mobility than the werewolves (Lycans) as he wields a huge battle axe. Looks like they're approaching with a quick body full of aerial circuses and trying to block (whisper) my front. "Huh!" If you call on your partner, he responds to your victory with an innocent grin. "Aisa!" A lot of logs of drops and eso acquisitions flow, but this is not the case if you are checking now. I'll let you move on to your sister like this. So intent, staring at my sister with a loose eye. When I saw the deepest part of my destination, my sister almost got bit to death by a white lion. But I can't stop this. Because I have [Red Water of Unstrayed Salvation] in my hand made by synthesizing [blood of the deceased] and [holy water]. As long as this item is within 15 seconds of the mercenary (player) being killed, it can be revived. Although the condition abnormality [weakness] and [site paralysis (stans)] will be applied, if you save it, it belongs here. Do you want me to kill my sister? "Huh... Wouldn't you like to come soon..." Oh, my God, I wave a divine sword/flaming ghost at that mercenary (player) whose sister stares swallowing at the white lion to burst into pieces. - Hey, I'm here. Apparently you dodged my flames at the inches, and the friendly enemy mercenary (player) was hiding behind the white lion's back. If you're hiding, it's convenient. Scatter 'Red Water of Unstrayed Salvation' into the Kill Effect that was out of my sister's body in that gap. Soon afterwards, my sister's avatar began to be restored. "Sister, are you okay? "Ah, ah..." What happened? For a moment, a frightened looking sister. "Taro, what the hell is this...? But my keen sister seems to have figured things out right away. "That's right, you're my proud brother. Thank you." I snort at my giggly sister. "Hehe, don't tell me, Taro. But she's pretty good at it." Yes, my sister notices me and confirms the enemy's appearance again. Hiding on the back of a giant white lion is a brunette long jacket girl with a red hat deep in her eyes. Is that...? Is that... is that the mercenary (player) you saw when you were in the tavern with Michelle? It's something that stares at me like that and snaps, so I answer reflexively, too. You can't peek at the other person's complexion. But with an exciting voice somewhere, she came asking questions. "... how did you resuscitate...? I don't have an in-laws to answer, but I thought it would be hard to ignore it, so I decided to answer it. "Resurrected with self-made items" She didn't even show a bare gesture that made her uncomfortable with my response, and she snorted on her own, "Yeah, yeah," and the white lion's throat. "... yeah, look forward to it... look forward to it. You are the angel of silver..." Hat's strangely extravagant attitude gets to his nose. "I hear you're interested, too, white lion, are you summoning me? "... yeah, that's right.... I summon spiritual beasts to fight." "Phew. What's the activation condition? "These kids... the Spirit Beasts, on their own MP... summon them..." MP, that's light. Hey. I honestly envy being able to summon such a fine summoner at such a light price. "You summoned him? So are the big soldiers, right? That's what I'm going to say, so my tone stings. "Not at all. It's not that affordable." "Affordable...? My spiritual beast summons...? "Uh, a little less than expected (...) nothing (...) nah" Nothing can be achieved without sacrifice. Let's hit this man with all this remorse in that mood. And I'll let you know what happens when you get your hands on my family. "Oh, no big deal...? The Summoning of the Spirit Beast...? A hat upset by something, but I didn't know it at this time. That attitude that still doesn't make room, what if I just break it?
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273่ฉฑ ๅนผๅฅณไผฏ็ˆตใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใใญ?ใ€ ไฟบใŒไธ€ๅฟœใฎ้™ๆญขใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅง‰ใ‚„ ใ€Žๆญฆๆ‰“ใกไบบใ€ใฎใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“้”ใ‚‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎๅŽณใ‚ใ—ใ„้ก”ใฏใฉใ“ใธ่กŒใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅทจไบบใซไน—ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใƒใ‚ซใƒผใƒณใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„......ใ‚ฟใƒญ......ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......!?ใ€ ไฟบใŒไฟๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ๅคงๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ้ฉšใ ใใ‚Œใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ ! ใ€Œใ‚ณใ‚ฆใŸใกใ“ใใ€ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ !?ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใƒขใƒ†ใƒกใƒณใŒ!ใ€ ใใใ…......ใ‚ใฎใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณๅ…ฑใŒ ใ€Œใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ‹ใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใ‚! ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏ่ฆชๅ‹2ไบบใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซใƒ”ใƒƒใƒใƒชใจๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใซ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚’ไฟก็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅญ้”ใซๆƒšใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใŸใ‚“ใ ! ใใ‚Œใซไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใŒๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใŒๆ‚ชๅฝนใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ€ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใŸใกใŒไบ‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ไปฒ่ฃใซๅ‡บใฆๆฅใŸใ ใ‘ใชใฎใซ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚้ ˜ๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹NPCใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใ“ใฎNPC? ใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฎๅฑฑใฏไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ•ใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐ่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใซ็ดฐใ‹ใ„ๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงใƒขใƒ†ใƒกใƒณใŸใกใธใฎๆ–ญ็ฝชใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ ......ใใ‚Œใซ2ไบบใŒใƒขใƒ†ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไปŠใซๅง‹ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€‚ ใฒใจใพใšๆบœ้ฃฒใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅทจไบบใฎใƒ‰ใƒผใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่‚ฉใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงใ€Žใ‚ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฝไธ‹ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒใƒƒใ€ใจๆ…Œใฆใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใฎ่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใฃใฆ......? ไฟบใŒ้ ˜ไธปใซใชใฃใŸใฃใฆใฎใฏๅ‰ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใช? ใใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไฟบใฎ่‡ฃไธ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจๅ›ใไฟบใซใ€2ไบบใฏ็ตถๅฅใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†......ๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใญใƒผ่ฆๆจกใ ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏ......ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ฟใƒญใฏใ€ไบˆๆƒณใฎๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใ‚’็ชใฃ่ตฐใ‚‹ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใซ......่‡ฃไธ‹......ใ ใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ้š ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้€”ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใฏใ€ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚Œๅ…จ้ƒจใŒ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฎ่‡ฃไธ‹ใ€ใ ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใใ‚“ใฎๅฝฑใซ่บซใ‚’็ธฎใพใ›ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใใฎ2ไบบใฏ......ใชใซใ€ไฟก็”จใงใใ‚‹? ใˆใƒƒใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใชใ‚“ใ ! ใ‚„ใฃใŸ!ใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใ‚’่žใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจใ—ใŸ็žณใงใ†ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฏใ€ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠใญใŒใ„ใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ใจ็คผๅ„€ๆญฃใ—ใใƒšใ‚ณใƒชใจ้ ญใพใงไธ‹ใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎNPCใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰็•ฐๅธธใช็จ‹ใฎๅœงๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅ›บใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅฟœใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏใฎใปใปใ‚“ใจไฝ•ใฎๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„ใ‚‚ใชใๆญฉใ„ใฆ่กŒใใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅฟƒๆƒ…ใฏๆใ‚Œๅคšใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ใพใšใ“ใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใŒ่ฑช้‚ธใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†…่ฃ…ใฏ่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใƒขใƒ€ใƒณ้ขจใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ฑชๅฅขใชใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใƒ‡ใƒชใ‚ขใจใ‹ๅฎถๅ…ทใจใ‹ไธ€็›ฎใง้ซ˜็ดšใใ†ใช็‰ฉใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆœจๅทฅ่ทไบบใ‚„่ฃ…้ฃพ่ทไบบใซไพ้ ผใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉใฎ้‡‘้กใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๆ‰€ใ€…ใซไธฆในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่ชฟๅบฆๅ“ใฏใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไธŠๅ“ใ‹ใคๆด—็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใงใ‚ชใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฌใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆฅตใ‚ใคใ‘ใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซไพใ‚‹NPCใŸใกใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใชใซใ€ใ‚ใฎ่€็ทดใใ†ใช็ฐ้ซชใฎใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นใƒŸใƒ‰ใƒซใชๅŸทไบ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€‚็œผๅ…‰ใŒ้‹ญๅˆฉใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ—่กจๆƒ…ใ‚‚ๅŽณใ‚ใ—ใ„......้š™ใฎใชใ„ๆฉŸๆ•ใชๅ‹•ใใงใ€ใพใ•ใซๅ…จ็ฅž็ตŒใ‚’็ ”ใŽๆพ„ใพใ™่ทๅ‹™ใซๅฟ ๅฎŸใช็†ๆƒณใฎๅŸทไบ‹ๅƒใญใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใงใ—ใฆใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซๅฟ ็พฉใ‚’่ช“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘......ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆจชใซ็ฒ›ใ€…ใจๆญฉใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€้›ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™ฝใ„็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚ˆใ€‚้’ใจ็™ฝใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’่บซใซ็บใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใฉใ“ใžใฎใŠๅฌขๆง˜ใ‚„ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใ€้ ญไธŠใฎใ€Ž็™ฝ้’ใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅๅ‰ใŒ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€Žๅ‰ฅ่ฃฝใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใชใ‚“ใงใƒœใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใŒใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซไป•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไป•่‰ใงๅพŒใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใฎ......ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้ ญใ‚„่‚ฉใซใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚“ใจๅบงใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€้ฃ›ใณ่ทณใญใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ขใƒฌใฏใชใซ? ๅฐฝใใชใ„็–‘ๅ•ใงๅ†…ๅฟƒใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ†ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅพŒใ‚’ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคงใใชไธธใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใŒไธญๅคฎใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸไผš่ญฐๅฎคใ˜ใฟใŸใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ้€šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€Ž็‹ฉไบบใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ€ใ€ใ€Ž้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ€ใ€ŽRF4youใ€ใ€ใ€Ž็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ€ใฎ่จˆ9ไบบใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใ€ใŠใ‹ใˆใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญไผฏ็ˆต้–ฃไธ‹ใ€ ใใฎไผš่ญฐๅฎคใซ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€็งใฏใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใใฎNPC้”ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ๅนธใŒ่–„ใใ†ใงๅ„šใ’ใช็พŽ็”ท็พŽๅฅณ6ไบบใŒ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ€‚ ใใฎไธ€ไบบไธ€ไบบใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใฏใ€ไปŠใพใง่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใฉใฎNPCใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฅตไธŠใ€‚ ๅค•ๆ—ฅใฟใŸใ„ใชๆทฑ็ด…ใฎ็žณใฏใ€ไธ€ๅบฆ่ฆ–็ทšใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ญ…ๅŠ›็š„ใงใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅค–ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฝซๅˆปใ˜ใฟใฆๆ•ดใฃใŸ้ก”็ซ‹ใกใซใ€้ป„้‡‘ใซใ‚‚ๅ‹ใ‚‹่ผใใ‚’ๆ”พใค้‡‘้ซชใ‚’ๅ„ช้›…ใซใชใณใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎไบบ้”ใ‚‚......ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฎ่‡ฃไธ‹ใชใฎ......? ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰็•ฐๅธธใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹? ใƒซใƒผใƒ‰ๅฟใ€ ใ€Œๅ‘Š็Ÿฅใ€ๆฝœๅœจ็š„ใชๆ•ตๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใซๅ‹•ใใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€้–ฃไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏ็พŽ็”ท็พŽๅฅณใธ่ปฝใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ—ใ€ใใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅฅฅใฎ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ‚คใ‚นใธใจ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒNPCใ‚‰ใซ่ปฝใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบบ็‹ผใ‚„่ฌŽใฎ็พŽๅฝข้›†ๅ›ฃใฏ่„‡ใซ้€ธใ‚Œใฆๅฃใซๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ‚ใซไพใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใจๅฆ–็ฒพๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจใ€ๅŸทไบ‹ใฎใฟใ€ใญใ€‚ ใ†ใกใ‚‰ๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็€ๅธญใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใŒๅ–‹ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป–ใซใ‚‚ใพใ ๅ††ๅ“ไผš่ญฐใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใฆใชใ„้ขใ€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไผš่ญฐใฏใพใ ๅง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅง‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใ‚ใฎใ€Ž็‹ฉไบบใฎ ใ€Œใงใฏใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฏพๅ‡ฆใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใใ“ใฎใ‚„ใ‘ใซ็ถบ้บ—ใช้ก”ใฎNPCใฏไฝ•ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใฏๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใŸใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใฏใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใจไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใŒ้•ทใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€้ ๆ…ฎใชใๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ฉฑใฎ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ†ใกใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็Šถๆณไธ‹ใง็ตถๅฏพ็„ก็†ใชไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š้ ผใ‚Š็”ฒๆ–ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹2ไบบใชใ‚‰ๅนณ็„ถใจใงใใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฎใ‹ใใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆ2ไบบใซ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸ่จ€่‘‰ใซๅนใๅ‡บใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๅธ่ก€้ฌผ ็งใฎ้ฉšใใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿ......ใ—ใฆใฏใใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ซฆใ‚ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๅพŒใซใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฟใƒญใชใ‚‰......ใใฃใ‹ใ€ใฟใŸใ„ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใง็ดๅพ—ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹!? ใ€Œใใ‚Œใง่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ•ตใŒใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฏใปใ‚“ใ‚ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ๅค‰ใ—ใฆใ€็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ขๆŒใกใงใ†ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆไธ€ๅบฆๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„ใ€ใใ—ใฆ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ˆใๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใชใ„ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใŒ300ไบบใ€‚ๅ…จใฆ ใƒ–ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใƒƒใƒƒ!? ใƒใƒฌใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹!? ใ”ใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„! ใใ‚Œใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใŸใกใงใ™......! ใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚้œ‡ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ†ใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใฉใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†!? ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆ•ฐใฏไปŠใพใงใฎใ€ใ†ใกใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ ใ€Œใปใ†? ใพใ•ใ‹ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎใ€Žๆฅตๆˆฆ็ทด็ฃจใฎ็ฃ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ€ใŒๆ‡ฒใ‚Šใšใซๅ†ๆˆฆใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใŸใจ? ็งใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅคช้ƒŽใซ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ใถใกใฎใ‚ใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใŒๅบƒใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€่ณชๅ•ใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๅๅ‰ใฏๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“? ใงใใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๆ‰€ๆœ‰็‰ฉใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ็งฐใซใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใช......ไปŠใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญไผฏ็ˆต้‚ธใ€‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็„กๅไผฏ็ˆต้‚ธใ€‘ใซๅค‰ๆ›ดใฃใจใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงๅคฉไฝฟ้–ฃไธ‹! ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏใ„ใคๅ‡บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆšดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ~! ใ„ใใ‚ˆใ‚ทใ‚บ!ใ€ ใ€Œไน…ใ€…ใซใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผ็ต„ใ‚ใฆใ†ใ‚Œใ—ใ„ใญใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใฟใ‚“ใชๆˆฆใ†ๆฐ—ๆบ€ใ€…ใ ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ปใƒใ‚นใ€ใจ่€ๅŸทไบ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็›ฎ้…ใ›ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆœจ่ฃฝใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฏใƒ‹ใƒงใ‚ญใƒ‹ใƒงใ‚ญใจๅค‰ๅฝขใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€ๅ“ไธŠใซใฏใƒŸใƒ‹ใƒใƒฅใ‚ขใฎ่ก—ไธฆใฟใŒๅ†็พใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใ€็„กๅ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€‘ใฎๅ…จไฝ“ๅ›ณ? ่ตคใ„้ง’ใŒ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ๅœฐ็‚นใฏ......ใ‚ใใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใญ......ใ€‚ ใชใซใ“ใฎใƒใƒผใƒˆ็ดขๆ•ต้ญ”ๆณ•......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใกใฎๆˆฆๅŠ›ใฏๅทจไบบใŒ1ไบบใ€็พๅœจใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹
276 273 Words. The Toddler Count Won'T Notice. "Guys, get along, huh? If I make a stand, my sister, RF4you (Eugene), Glenn the Hundred Nights, or someone like George and the Clown? stopped me from moving. Mercenary Corps (Klan) Guntetsu and his usual tough face were open with Pokhan when he saw me riding a giant. "Hey... Talo... what the fuck is this...!? A night of surprise when I see the great power I possess throws questions as if I were the representative on the spot. That's a dialogue over here! "The Koos are what!? "This hottie! Damn... those handsome guys are too jealous... "What?" "Tallo, what are you talking about? You're going to make a mark, you handsome bastard! They must trust their best friends considerably as they lurk to snuggle up perfectly on the backs of their two best friends. When did you flag me to fall in love with those kids! Besides, it kind of makes me feel like a villain when I see them scared. I just came out to arbitration so my friends wouldn't dispute... According to reports from NPCs in the first place, this is not the case... "No, Taro. This NPC? What is this pile of power for? "That's right, Taro... that's right, we're surprised too" Speaking of which, there were too many things, I forgot to give a detailed report to Shaking Night or Evening Fai. Starting a plea to the motemens here won't solve the problem (...) and... most importantly, my pride as a man whispers that the vessel is small in such an attitude. Not if your best friends are a little hottie. ... and it didn't just start when the two of them were hot. I lowered my stash for one second, and I get off the shoulder of Mr. Dawn the Giant again. Some mercenaries (players) panicked around saying, 'If you fall from that height, the damage will fall', but some mercenaries (players) who knew how to fight me were sighing for some reason. "No, with all that...? You said I became a lord before, didn't you? It's my subordinate who's here." To me whispering "shit," the two of them were out of line. "Oops... Quick story, it's impossible - it's on a scale..." "Hahaha... I knew Taro would run up the anticipation diagonal..." "Here... my lord... it is" While hiding on your back, Yu, the fact that you were interrupted but put in your ear is that 'That's all under the angel of silver'. I can hear my stepchildren shrinking into Kou-kun's shadow (Mako), and we are similarly pale. "Those two... what, can I trust you? Eh, it's a real mod! Yay!" Yu, Kou. 'The Silver Angel' moves forward, asking about the situation from you. She looked at us with her sparkling eyes and said, 'Thank you!' And politely he lowers his head to the point of pecking. At that moment, we felt unusual pressure from the surrounding NPCs, so we responded with a stiff smile. "Silver Angel" walks away with just no feelings, but our mood is just horrible. First of all, this area, or the mansion, is too lavish. While the interior is calm and modern, it is full of luxurious chandeliers, furniture and other objects that seem luxurious at a glance. How much would it cost to hire a woodworker or decorator? All the dishes arranged everywhere are stylish with elegant and sophisticated designs. And extremely, the NPCs who serve her surroundings. What, that sophisticated, gray-haired, nice-middle butler? His eyes are too sharp and his expression is too harsh... he sharpens his entire nerve with agile movements without gaps. An ideal butler image true to his duties. That's how I pledge my allegiance to The Silver Angel... And furthermore solemnly walk beside her, a beautiful girl as white as snow. I wore a blue and white dress, and I thought it was this lady or princess, and I looked closely at it, because the name "Snow Princess Blue White in White Blue" over my head is labeled... isn't that "Snow Princess Blue White in Peel"? Why are the boss characters following in such a way as to serve the 'Silver Angel'... Besides, what are you like a fairy queen sitting or jumping on her head and shoulders? We just have to follow suit, freaking out inside with endless questions. Then you will be guided to a lounge full of luxury with a large round table in the center of the meeting room. Including us, only a total of nine were put through here: Singh the Hunter, George the Iron Blood, RF4you, and Members of the Hundred Rides Night Trip. "Versatile, welcome back, My Lord Count Tallo" As soon as I step into that conference room, I'm blinded by those NPCs who called out to The Silver Angel. Six beautiful men and women who seemed lucky to be weak bowed their heads and welcomed her in. The beauty of each of them is superior to any NPC I've ever seen. Deep red eyes like a sunset are attractive and hard to take off to be sucked in once the gaze fits. These people gracefully adorn their sculpted, neat faces with blonde hair that shines better than gold... are you under the command of "Silver Angel"...? "Oh, yeah. Any anomalies since then? Sir Rude." "Notice, no movement on potential enemy forces, my lord." "The Silver Angel" greeted the beautiful man and woman lightly and calmed her back to the most splendid chair. If she waves lightly at NPC and others, the werewolves and mysterious beauty groups wait to stray aside and stick to the wall. Only Blue White and the Fairy Queen and Deacon will serve beside her, right? When all of us are seated, the angel of silver speaks. "Because there are other faces that have not yet arrived as members of the round-table meeting, the meeting has not yet started. Sister, is that okay? If "Angel of Silver" could be called "Sister" against that "God of the Hunter"............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ We are surprised by the fact. "Then there's something we need to do before all the members get together." "Before that, Taro, what's that beautiful looking NPC over there? "Oh, I was worried about that, too." Yu and Kou don't hesitate to break her waist about whether it's because she's been dating The Silver Angel for a long time. If it were us, I'd still be able to do something that was absolutely impossible under these circumstances with two people worth relying on. How I was in love with the two of them, so I'm about to blow into the words that came out of the mouth of 'Angel of Silver'. Does this kid rule vampires under his umbrella too!? My surprise, of course, is that everyone on this scene empathizes with me... it doesn't seem like they should. After we all give up a little look, I'm convinced with the air like 'If Talo... Really?'!? "So I'll get back to you, there's a possibility that the enemy is gathering in this city." The angel of silver changed from a horrible look and looked over at us with a strange face. She takes a breath once trying to keep her mind tight, and exhales her words heavily. "There are roughly 300 forces who don't know. They're all mercenaries, but they're coming into this city. Guard NPC surveillance reports." Buhhhh!? I'm finding out!? Oh, I'm sorry! That's probably our guys......! Eyes on my stepson, but she just stares at us shaking, too. Duh, what do we do!? "This number is obviously too high from previous trend data for mercenaries (players) coming into our city. As against 300 mercenaries (players)..." "Hmm? You don't think the other day 'The Beast Kingdom of Polar Warfare Grinding' has set up a rematch with no punishment? To my sweet taro...? "You've apparently come after Taro. Quick story, beat it." "Maybe the fact of dominance is spreading after all. Tallo, my question is, can't you change the name of this mansion? "Hmm? We can do this." "Well, we should name it Taro's possession so you don't even know it, right? "Right...... I'll do it now. All right, change from [Count Tallo's residence] to [Count Doe's residence]." "So, my angel! When should we deploy! "We're gonna break out, too ~! How shizzy! "I'm glad to have a party with Taro in a while, Yura! We're all willing to fight. Thus "The Silver Angel" pointed his hand at the table, and looked toward "Sebastian" and the old butler. The wooden table then deformed with gnocchi, and the miniature streets were recreated on the tabletop. Could this be an overall view of this [unnamed city]? The point where the red pawn is... oh, the place of our crew... What is this cheat enemy magic...... "There's one giant power over here, around 140 guard (guard) NPCs currently in this city, 60 knights (olden) and 60 werewolf troops... I think there's no worse power than having 500 mercenaries (players) 14Lv... I'm still anxious. I need everyone's help."
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็ง˜ๅฏ†็ต็คพ ๅŒ–ๅญฆๅผ้บ็”ฃๅธๅ›ฝ ่กŒ็จ‹ใ“ใ่‹ฆ้›ฃใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใงใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็ตๆžœ็š„ใซๆ–ฐ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใงLv11ใ‹ใ‚‰Lv12ใซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๅ‰ๅ›žใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ็œใ—ใ€ใ™ใใ•ใพๆ›ดๆ–ฐใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ฟใƒญ Lv11โ†’Lv12ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นๅค‰ๅŒ– HP141 โ†’ 151 MP130 โ†’ 140 (่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ฃœๆญฃ+150) โ†’290 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•330 โ†’ 360 ็ŸฅๅŠ›605 โ†’ +(50ร—2) โ†’ 705 51ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏๅพŒใปใฉใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆ็ซœใฟใŸใ„ใช็ŸณๅƒใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซใฏใƒญใƒžใƒณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€ ใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒฉใƒชใจๅ…‰ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ใƒญใƒžใƒณใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒˆใƒ—ใ‚นๆดพใ ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ็”ทๅญใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ๅฐๅญฆๆ กๆ™‚ไปฃใซไธ€ๅบฆใฏๆ็ซœใจใ„ใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใซๆ†งใ‚Œใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ๆ็ซœใจใ„ใˆใฐใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒฉใƒŽใ‚ตใ‚ฆใƒซใ‚นใŒไธ€็•ชใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅผทใฎ่‚‰้ฃŸๆ็ซœใ‚’ใ€่ง’ใง็ชใๅˆบใ—ใฆๅ€’ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†่‰้ฃŸๆ็ซœใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ่ซธ่ชฌใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใช?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆ2ไบบใ—ใฆๆ็ซœ่ซ‡่ญฐใง็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅค•่ผใŒๆบœๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซไปฒ่ฃใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎๆฌกใฏๆ็ซœใŒ็พๅฎŸใซๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ......ใ€ ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ! ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใงๆ‚ ้•ทใซใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„! ใฟใ‚“ใช่กŒใใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใซใชใฃใŸNPCใซใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒใƒณๆ•ฃๅธƒใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ƒใฎๅงฟใซๆˆปใ™ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆใžใƒกใ‚ฌใƒ! ใจใซใ‹ใใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณๅ…ฑใฏๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญไผฏ็ˆต......ใ“ใฎๅบฆใฏ่ช ใ€่ช ใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆฅตใฟ......ใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใƒดใƒฉใƒ‰ไผฏ็ˆตใซใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใŒๅดฉใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใฏไฟบใฎ็จŽๅŽใŒๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆฆ‚ใซใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ‹•ใ„ใŸใจใฏ่จ€ใ„้›ฃใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็พๅฎŸใงใฎไบบ้–“ใŒใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†็พ่ฑกใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅนธ้‹ใชใ“ใจใซใ€ใƒดใƒฉใƒ‰ไผฏ็ˆตใฎ้คจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไธŠๅฑคใซใฏ็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ€ๆ„ŸๆŸ“้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ตใƒŠใƒˆใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใ€‘ใฏๅฃŠๆป…ใ›ใšใซๆธˆใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ดใƒƒใƒ›ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒ’ใƒฉใ‚ฌๅ›ฃ้•ทใซ่žใ„ใŸๆ‰€ใ€ๅ›ฃๅ“กใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธ่ถณใงไธญๅฑค็ช็ ดใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€็ตๆžœ็š„ใซไธŠๅฑคใซ ใใ—ใฆๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฐ่ก—ใฎๅๅ‰ใŒใ€ๅพฉ่ˆˆ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒญใƒณใ€‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญใƒณใฃใฆ......ใพใ•ใ‹ไฟบใฎๅๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ่žใใŸใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฏไธ€ไปถ่ฝ็€ใ€ใจใพใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏ็พๅฎŸใฎๆ–นใŒใฉใ†ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎ็ขบ่ชใซ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‰ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใชใฃใฆใƒใƒƒใƒˆใง่ชฟในใŸใ‚Šใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใงๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ˜ ๅƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸ็ตๆžœ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ๅทจไบบๅž‹ใฎๅทจๅƒใŸใกใฏๆœชใ ใซๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆๅฝทๅพจใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅทจๅƒใŒไฟกๆœ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไฟบใ ใฃใฆไธ–้–“ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒๆธกใฃใŸใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใฏๆœ›ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใงใ‚‚ๅๅˆ†ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญ......ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใŠ้‡‘ๆŒใกใฎไธŠๆต้šŽ็ดšใฎๅฎถๆŸ„ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๅพŒใฏๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใญใ€ ๅง‰ใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ต่ซ–ใฏไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๆ‚ชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅทจ็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใฎ็™บ็”ŸใŒๆ–ฐใ—ใ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ไธ–็•Œใงๅข—ใˆใฆใ„ใŸ่ฌŽใฎๅทจๅคง็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒณใจใใฎใชใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกใซไบบ้–“ใฎใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ๅŒ–ใ‚„ใ€็‹‚็Šฌ็—…ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‰ใฃ!? ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซ!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฃใ€้ฉšใ‹ใ•ใชใ„ใฎใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใŒใ“ใ‚ŒใพใŸใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใชใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธใจๅ…ฅใ‚Šไฟบ้”ใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ€‚่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ ใ†ใฃ......ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅซŒใชๆ–นๅ‘ใซไฝœ็”จใ—ใฆใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œ่กŒใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๅŸทไบ‹ใฎใ‚ปใƒใ‚น็ˆบใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใŸใกๅ…„ๅฆนใฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎไธŠๅ“ใงๅ„ช็พŽใชๆ›ธๆ–Žใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“......? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฑช่ฏใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆ่ฃ…้ฃพ้Žๅคšใงใฏใชใใฆใ€ใ‚ใใพใง่ฝใก็€ใ„ใŸใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใƒชใ‚ขใŒ็‚นๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒฌใ‚ฌใƒณใƒˆๆˆๅˆ†ใŒ้ซ˜ใพใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฉ่ฃฝใฎๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใจ็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ก”ใคใใงๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใใŸใ€ ไธ‰่€…ไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‰ไบบใฏไปŠใ€ไธ–้–“ใ‚’ๅคงใ„ใซ้จ’ใŒใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจๅƒ้จ’ๅ‹•ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้‡ใ€…ใ—ใๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใคใ„่บซไฝ“ใŒๅผทๅผตใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“......ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฏใƒˆใƒณใƒใƒณใ‚ซใƒณใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใงๅ ดใŒๅ’Œใฟใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚ˆใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใซๅ€’ใ›ใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑ็ญ‹ใงใ€ๅทจๅƒใŸใกใŒใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ ใ•ใฃใใใƒใƒฌใฆใ‚‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใไธ€้ƒจใฎไบบ้–“ใ—ใ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅทจๅƒใ‚‰ใฏใ€Ž้Š€้ซช็ขง็œผใ€ไบบๆ—ใง10ๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใฎๅฎนๅงฟใ€็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸ็‰นๅพดใŒใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ็ฅžๅญใ€ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใญ......ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€็Ÿฅไบบใฎไผๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใฆ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅ†™็œŸใ‚’ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๅทจๅƒใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใฟใŸใ‚“ใ ......ใ€ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎไบบ่„ˆใŒใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰............ไฟบใฎๆฏๅญใ‚’ใƒƒใƒƒใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ใ€็ฅžใ ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใจ! ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„็จ‹ใซๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ†ใ ใƒƒใ€ ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‘ปใ„ใŸ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ๆ€’ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ใ€Œไฟบใฎๆฏๅญใ‚’็ฅžใจๅด‡ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใ€็ฅžใซ็ญ‰ใ—ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซๆ„›ใใ‚‹ใ—ใ„่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๆฏๅญใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจไธ–็•ŒใŒใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใ‚’้‘‘ใฟใฆๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€ŒๅฎŸ้š›ใ€ๆ—ขใซใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ็ฅžๅญใ€ใฏ่ชฐใ‹ใจ่ฉฑ้กŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—......ๆˆ‘ใ“ใใฏใจๅไน—ใ‚Šใงใ‚‹่€…ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅทจๅƒใŒ็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ๅˆฉๆจฉใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ€้Š€้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆ”ฏๆดใ—ใฆใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ็ฅžๅญใ€ใจๆ‹…ใŽใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ๆจฉๅŠ›่€…้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ็ฅžๅญใ€ใŒๅทจๅƒใ‚’ๅˆถๅพกใงใใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ•†ๅฃฒใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ไบบใฏๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใ™ใใซๆ€ใ„ใคใใฎใฏๅทจๅƒใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒžใƒ‘ใƒผใ‚ฏ? ่ฆณๅ…‰ใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใจใ‹ใซใ—ใฆไธ€็จผใŽใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚? ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ€Žๅคฉๅ…‰ใฎ็ฅžๅญใ€ใ ใจไธ–้–“ใŒ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ่ผฉใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ็œŸไธ–ใ€‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๅทกใฃใฆใฎๅˆฉๆจฉไบ‰ใ„ใŒๅ‹ƒ็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใใ—ใฆ่‚ฉใ‚’่ฝใจใ™็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฅๆœฌๅ›ฝๅ†…ใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€็พ็Šถใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใคใˆใƒผใ€‚ ใ€Œไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใจใ—ใฆ ใ†ใ‚“? ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆ–ฐ่–ฌใฃใฆไฝ•ใฎ่ฉฑ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใ€ๅฏใผใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ†ใกใฏไปฃใ€…ใ€ๅค–ไบคๅฎ˜ใฎ่ก€็ญ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅŒป็™‚ๅญฆไผšใซใ‚‚็ฒพ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†? ๅคง่ฆๆจกใช่ฃฝ่–ฌไผš็คพใ‚’ใ„ใใค็ตŒๅ–ถใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏ? ใˆใ€ใฏใ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œ็‹‚็Šฌ็—…ๆ‚ฃ่€…ใ‚’้Žฎ้™ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒใƒณใ‚„ใ€ใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ๅŒ–ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็‰นๅŠน่–ฌใ‚’ไธ–ใซๅบƒใ‚ใŸใฎใฏ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ‚ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใซๆ ผๅผใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฎถๆŸ„ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฝไธญใฎ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„ใŠๅ‰ใฏๅ…จๅ›ฝ็š„ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚้Ž่จ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐ็ตŒๅ–ถ&ใ€Ž ใฎๆŠฑใˆ่พผใฟใŒใ€ใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ๅŒ–ใจ็‹‚็Šฌ็—…ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็‰นๅŠน่–ฌใ‚’ไธ–ใซๅบƒใ‚ใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ—ใฆ่ช็Ÿฅใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹......ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ‹ใ’ใงๅŒป็™‚ๅญฆไผšใ‚„ๅŒป็™‚ๆฅญ็•Œใซๅผทใ„ๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚่žใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ฌใƒณใฎ็‰นๅŠน่–ฌใชใ‚“ใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใจใฃใใซใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใ‚’ๆŠ•ไธŽใ—ใฆใ€Žใฏใ„ใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใงใฏๅŒป็™‚ๆฅญ็•ŒใŒๅ„ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็™บ่กจใ—ใชใ„ใ ใ‘ใจใฏ......ใชใ‚“ใŸใ‚‹้—‡ใ ใ€‚ไธ€้ƒจใฎ็‰นๆจฉ้šŽ็ดšใ ใ‘ใŒใ€ๆœ€ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใฎๅŒป็™‚ๆŠ€่ก“ใฎๆฉๆตใซใ‚ใšใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹็พ็Šถใ‚’ๆ‰“็ ดใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ......ใจใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใŒ้€ธใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใชใ€ ใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใ„้—‡ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใ€‚ ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅ†—่ซ‡ใซใงใใชใ„ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชๆกˆไปถใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ‚‚ใ“ใฃใกใงใ‹ใชใ‚Šใƒคใƒใ„ใ‚ˆใญ? ใใ‚“ใชๆ€ใ„ใงๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅง‰ใ‚‚้ฉšใใงใƒใ‚ซใƒณใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใŒใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฎๅŠ›ใง่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒ......ไธ–็•Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ›ฝๅ†…ใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ•ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€ ่‹ฆๆธ‹ใฎ้ธๆŠžใ‚’็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ‚ใšใ‚‚ใŒใช......ๆ—ฅๆœฌใงๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆจฉๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๆฐ—้ซ˜ใๆŒ‡ๅฐŽ่€…ใซใ—ใฆ่ฑกๅพดใŸใ‚‹็‚Ž็š‡ๅฎถใฎๆ–นใ€…ใ ใ€ ๅญฆๆ กใฎใ€่ปขๆ กใฎ่ฉฑ? ใ€Œ็„ก่ซ–ใ€็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใซ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๅฉฟใ€ๅซ? ใซๆธกใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใŒ......ไปŠใ€ใ€Ž่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’่ปขๅ…ฅใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใฎใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆๆฑ‚ใ‚’ใคใฃใฑใญใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใชใ„ใ€ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏไปฅๅ‰ใซใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใธใฎๅ…ฅๅญฆใฏใชใ‚‹ในใใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใฎใซ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠใฏ็ŠถๆณใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฒฌใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šใซๅคช้ƒŽใŒใƒƒ!ใ€ ไฟบใ‚’ๅบ‡ใŠใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้™ใ‹ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่ขซใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซๅค–ไบคๅฎ˜ใจใ—ใฆใฎ่ก€็ญ‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•™่‚ฒๆ–น้‡ใ‚„็’ฐๅขƒใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅคšใใฎไพกๅ€คๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆ•™่‚ฒใฎๅ ดใ‚‚่‡ช็”ฑใจใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซใฏใใ‚ŒใŒ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„็Šถๆณใ ใ€ ็œ‰้–“ใซใ—ใ‚ใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใใฎ้ก”ใซใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่€ใ„ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่‡ช่ฆšใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใงใใ‚Œใฐ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎ็„กไบ‹ใŒ้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่ฉฑใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซๅซŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใซ้€šใ†ใฎใฏใƒ‡ใƒกใƒชใƒƒใƒˆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ๆ”ฟ่ฒก็•Œใซ้€šใšใ‚‹ๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใŸใกใฎ่ทก็ถ™ใŽใŒๅคšใ้€šใ†็‰นๆจฉ้šŽ็ดš่€…ใฎๅญฆๆ กใ ใ€‚ใใ“ใงๅŸนใฃใŸๅ‹ๆƒ…ใฏใ‚„ใŒใฆๅฐ†ๆฅใซๅฝน็ซ‹ใคไบบ่„ˆใจใชใ‚Šใ†ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ช่บซใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚...... ใ“ใฎๆญฃ่ซ–ใซๅง‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚‚่ฟ”ใ™่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆŒใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ฆชใจใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆ„›ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใชใ‚“ใฆใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใซ่ปขๅ…ฅๆ‰‹็ถšใใ‚’ๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใŠใใ€‚ๆ‹’ๅฆๆจฉใฏใชใ„ใ€
Magic 14 Magic Defense 8 Though the itinerary was a series of ordeals, it resulted in massive acquisitions of new materials, as well as up from Lv11 to Lv12 in this commotion. Of course, I will reflect on the last status increase and forget, and keep it updated immediately. Mercenary Talo Lv11 Lv12 Status Changes HP 141 151 MP130 140 (Correction by Equipment + 150) 290 Fastness 330 360 Intelligence 605 + (50x2) 705 There are also 51 skill points that I intend to think about later slowly before swinging. "But you had romance when stone statues like dinosaurs were moving" Glasses sparkle, and I agree with the romantic nights. "I know. I'm a Triceratops." Boys, I once admired the presence of a dinosaur in elementary school. "Come on, Tyrannosaurus is best when it comes to dinosaurs, right? "It's a herbivorous dinosaur that punctures and defeats the most powerful carnivorous dinosaur with a horn." "Hey, is that because you have all the theories? What a buzz for the two of us in the dinosaur talk, Evening Fai comes to arbitration in a sigh of sigh. "Either way, the dinosaurs won't come back to reality next, will they? "Ah..." "No, just..." You don't, I can't tell you enough. I know what it's like to be shaky at night. It can't be. "That's right! Not if we're having a long chat here! Guys, I'm coming! "Oh, ooh. Spray the cannibalized NPC with vaccine and put it back where it belongs! "" "Let it go, glasses! Anyway, you handsome bastards stay away from angels! "Count Tallo... this time sincere, sincere, grateful..." I smile back at Count Vlad, who bows his head. To be honest, if this place collapses, my tax revenues will be reduced, so it's hard to say that it worked for everyone in this city in general. Besides, above all, I wanted to stop the phenomenon of humans zombiing in real life. Fortunately, there were no stone creatures in the upper floors where Count Vlad's Hall was located, so the [infected city of Sanatorium] did not have to be destroyed. From what I've heard from Mr. Gogh and Captain Hiraga, it seems that we were unable to make a mid-level breakthrough due to the lack of level of the team members, and as a result, we didn't sprinkle colored bacteria (viruses) on the upper level? And when I realized it, the name of the city had become [Aquatalon, the city of reconstruction]. Talon... no way from my name..., no, I don't want to hear it here. So we did everything we could now, even if we didn't settle down. And then I log out of the game to focus on confirming how reality is changing better. Then I joined my sister and looked it up online and saw footage streaming on the news...... "Taro, the giant statues are still wandering in search of Taro." "If the world finds out I'm the one who trusts the giant statue..." "It can be a big deal. You might not want a normal life anymore." "Enough is enough, it's not normal... but at some point, you'll be a rich, upper-class family member." "It's going to be tough." My sister's conclusions are the same as mine. But it's not just bad. They no longer discover new outbreaks of boulder organisms. It was a mysterious giant life form that was growing in the world, but you think you lurked Pathan and his beauty? The next thing I know is human zombification and changes about rabies...... "Brother, sister" "Wow!? Michelle!?" "Mi, I'm not surprised" Michelle didn't knock again, so she went into the room and was behind us. "My father's calling. Let's go." Ugh...... "I hope it's not acting in an unpleasant direction" "We have to go, Taro." Thus guided by the butler, Grandpa Sebastian, our brothers and sisters step into Dad's elegant and graceful study. Yeah......? Something like this, more extravagant than it was a while ago? No, it's never too decorative, it's just dotted with calm design interiors. Still, I feel the elegant ingredients have increased. Father, sitting on a leather chair, greeted us with a serious face when we arrived. "I don't know, Dad." "I've called you" Hearing the reply of the Trinity, father nods slowly. "The three of them are making a lot of noise right now. You know the giant statue commotion? My father opens his mouth so heavily that our bodies get tense. "Yeah......" At the end of the day, the place seems to soothe with tongue-in-cheek replies. Michelle, you can't just take it down. "According to some sources, the giant statues called it the" God of Heavenly Light "and trusted the subject... it could be Shintaro." I'm just finding out...... "Although only a very small number of humans know the facts, the giant statues say that traits such as' silver-haired blue eyes, the appearance of a person around the age of 10, an immortal beautiful girl 'are in the' Divine Son of Heavenly Light '... I was curious that my father borrowed a hand from an acquaintance to show Shintaro's picture to a giant statue..." My father's connections are amazing. "Then... take my son, Shintaro, God, what! He was more thrilled than ever." Dad groaned shaking his body. Is your father angry? "It's cool to worship my son as God. In fact, he is a proud son who is as loving as he is equal to God. But then the world will pay attention in view of Shintaro's influence." "In fact, 'Divine Son of Heavenly Light' has already been discussed with someone... some have named me, others have a group of powerful people to support the silver-haired girl and take charge with 'Divine Son of Heavenly Light' for the rights created by the giant statue" If it is true that 'Divine Son of Heavenly Light' can control a giant statue, few might consider it a business opportunity. All I can think of right away is a giant statue theme park? Maybe we could make a buck from making it a tourist attraction or something? "Dad, if the world finds out that Taro is the Divine Son of Heavenly Light, there will be more people approaching Taro, right? "That's right, Makoto. There is no doubt that a dispute over Shintaro will break out." And father dropping shoulders. "In Japan, as it stands, no one can beat his father. In case anything happens to Shintaro, I'm confident I can protect him." Father Tse Er. "As a Buddhist shrine family, I developed a new drug (...) I am proud of Shintaro's talent, and I wanted to guarantee Shintaro's freedom if possible..." Yeah? "Dad, what are you talking about new drugs? "What, are you sleeping down? For generations, we're the blood muscles of diplomats, but we're also familiar with the medical society, right? How many big pharmaceutical companies do you think they run? "What? Huh... yeah. Yeah?" "It was the discovery of Shintaro that spread the vaccine to sedate rabies and the special effects on zombiation to the world. Now the Buddhist shrine family has been recognized as an even more formatted patterned family." "Ah, yes..." "Everyone in the country is grateful to Shintaro. It's no longer an exaggeration to call you a national idol." Territorial management in the game & the diffusion and trading of 'Emerald (Emerald) Tears' embody in reality a number of giant pharmaceutical companies as management. The salvation of the Cannibal Demon (Ghoul) and the embrace of the Lycan Wolf (Lycan) have been recognized as the world's most popular special effects against zombification and rabies... "Thanks to this, we are able to have a strong influence on the medical society and the healthcare industry. From what I've heard, they've really been able to do a lot of cancer special effects. I just didn't know you wouldn't announce it because the healthcare industry doesn't make any money on 'yes, the end' when you dosed the cousley...... what a darkness. Only some privileged classes must break the current state of play in the benefits of state-of-the-art medical technology... and that's off topic." No, no, that's great darkness, too. It's really the worst case I can make a joke about, but this one's pretty fucked up over here, too, right? If I looked up at my sister with that in mind, my sister would have opened her mouth with surprise, too. "Let's get back to it, I wish I could have defended Shintaro with my father's power alone... but when I'm the world's opponent, I need to have more domestic allies" My father stares at me, as if to squeeze out a bitter choice. "Needless to say... the fiery royals who have the greatest power in Japan and have become noble leaders" The school, the transfer? "Whatever, son-in-law and daughter-in-law Shintaro to His Royal Highness? I'm not going to give it to you... but right now, it's not a good idea to keep up with that demand for 'transfer Shintaro'" My father used to say that he would do everything possible to enroll in The Royal School of Japan... but now that things have changed, it's a mistake to blame my father. "Father, that's not very Taro! My father put a quiet word on my sister's statement trying to protect me. "The Buddha Shrine family is basically a blood muscle as a diplomat. So as far as education policy and the environment are concerned, the place of education has also been free in order to incorporate more sense of value. But Shintaro won't let that happen." I feel only a little old for my father on that face that wrinkles between my brows. I feel burdened and can't say anything. "My father wanted to prioritize Shintaro's will if he could, but if Shintaro's safety is involved, the story is different. Even if Shintaro hates you, your father wants to protect you. Besides, attending" Royal Japanese School "is not all about disadvantages. It is a privileged school with many handouts of those in power who pass to the political and financial world. The friendship cultivated there can eventually be a useful connection for the future. And to protect myself... you understand that money, power, and connectivity are the best things to penetrate me, right? Neither my sister nor I, nor Michelle, had the words to return this honesty. As a parent, I can't deny how my father feels about me. "Therefore, Shintaro, I will complete the process of transferring to the" Royal School of Japan ". I have no right of veto."
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32่ฉฑ ้Š€้บ—ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ๅงซ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚้–“ใฎๆŠœใ‘ใŸ้Ÿณ่‰ฒใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ :ๆˆฆๆ…„ใฎ่ชฟในใ€ๆœˆๅคœใฎๆ™ฉใซใ€‘ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :ไบŒๅˆ†้–“ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•+40 ้ญ”ๅŠ›+100 ใ€Šๅคฉๅ€™:ๆœˆๅคœใ€‹MP80ๅ›žๅพฉใ€ๅˆๆ’ƒใŒใ‚ฏใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ซใƒซใƒœใƒผใƒŠใ‚นใฎใƒใƒ•ใŒไป˜ใใพใ—ใŸ: ใใ†ใ€ใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€‚ ้ฉšใใงๅฃใŒ้–‹ใใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็งใฏใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซใ€ๅˆ็ดš้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚ใใ“ใพใงใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅˆ่€ณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“! ไปŠใงใ™!ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้Š€้ซชๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใŒ้ฃ›ใถใ€‚ ใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏMPใŒๅ…จๅฟซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ๆฌกใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅ…จใฆใ‚’่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅ…ซ็›ธๆง‹ใˆใƒป ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’้–“้ซชใ„ใ‚Œใšใซ็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒฏใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹่–™ๅˆ€ใฏ้ˆ่‰ฒใซๅ…‰ใ‚Š่ผใใ€‚ ๆฌกใ„ใงใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š้™ใ‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ็ชใใฏใ€ๆ†‘ใใƒขใƒŽใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ๆต„ๅŒ–ใฎๅŠนๆžœใ‚‚ๆบใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰็ณปใซใฏ็›ธๆ€งๆŠœ็พคใฎ่–ๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ไธŠไน—ใ›ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€‚ ใใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅๅ‹•ใฏใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃ็™บๅ‹•ๅพŒใ€ๅฟ…ใš่บซไฝ“ใŒๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“็กฌ็›ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹•ใ‘ใฌใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™......ใ€ ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒไปŠใ‚‚ใฆใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆๅ‡บใ—ใใฃใŸใ€ๆœ€ๅ–„ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€‚ ็ทŠๅผตใจๆๆ€–ใŒใชใ„ไบคใœใซใชใฃใŸ็งใฏใ€้ ญไธŠใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ฆ–ใชใ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚ ใใฎๅทจไฝ“ใฏๅๆ’ƒใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใซใชใฃใŸ็งใซๅคงใใชๆŽŒใŒ่ฟซใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใฎHPใฏไธ€ๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅ…จๆใซใฏ่‡ณใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้‡‘้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ„ใง่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ—็›ดใ™ๅฃฐใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏ้–“ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€้ญ”ๅŠ›ๅผทๅŒ–ใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅทจๅคงใชๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ใ†ใ‹ในใŸๅˆน้‚ฃใ€‚ ้Š€่‰ฒใŒไธ€้–ƒใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŸใชใณใ้Š€้ซชใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ฅฒใ„ๆฅใ‚‹ๆ•ตใฎ่…•ใธใจใ€ๆจชๅˆใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใงๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ€ใใฎ ใŒ็งใฎใ™ใๆจชใ‚’้€š้Žใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้–“ไธ€้ซชใ€‚ ้ขจๅœงใง้ซชใŒใฏใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่ˆžใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“!ใ€ ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ็‰‡่†ใ‚’็ชใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็งใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่บซใ‚’ๅ‘ˆใ—ใฆๅฎˆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€็งใฏใƒ‹ใ‚ณใฃใจ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซใฎๆ‰‹ใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚Œใฏใ‚Œ......้ฉšใใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงใ‚ใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’่จŽไผใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏๅคขใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ใปใฉใฎๆฅฝใ—ใ„ๆˆฆใ„ใ ใฃใŸใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ๅฐ‘ๅนดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฟซๆดปใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅฐใ•ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒๆžœๆ•ขใซใ‚‚ๆ•ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใชใ‚“ใฎๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ๆ™ดใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐ......ใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใซๆƒนใ‹ใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็งใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ :ๅทจ้ชจร—2ใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :่ฟฝ่ทก่€…ใฎ้ ญ่“‹ใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :ๅทจไบบๆ—็ซ ใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€ŒใŠใŠ! 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ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‰้–‹ใใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†! ใจใ‚†ใƒผใ‹ใ€ๅทจไบบ! ๅทจไบบใงใ™ใ‚ˆ! ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠๅทจไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ! ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใชใซใ‚’ใฉใ†่งฃ้‡ˆใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅฟƒๅบ•ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฏไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใชๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ“ใกใ‚‰ใพใง็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใซ่ฌŽใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸไป•่‰ใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆƒณๅƒใ‚’้ฅใ‹ใซ่ถ…ใˆใŸ่กŒๅ‹•ใซใงใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใซๅ‹‡ๆ•ขใซใใฎ่บซใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚‚ใ„ใจใ‚ใชใ„ๆŒฏ่ˆžใ„ใงใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใซใ€็„ก้‚ชๆฐ—ใซใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใŽ็„ก้˜ฒๅ‚™ใชๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏไฝ•่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใตใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅ•ใŒ่‡ช็„ถใจๅฃใซใคใใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฏ็งใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ไธ€็žฌไธๅฎ‰ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏไฟบใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ้ฅใ‹้ ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€็จ€ไปฃใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใญใ€ ็ถšใ‘ใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ๅนดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใƒ‰ใƒค้ก”ใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜Žใ€‚ๅญคๅ…้™ข่‚ฒใกใฎๅ‡บ่‡ชใŒไธๆ˜Žใชๅๅ…ญๆญณใฎ้ซ˜ๆ ก็”Ÿใ€‚ ไป–ใฎไบบใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚’ๅซŒใ„ใ€ใ‚ชใƒชใ‚ธใƒŠใƒซใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚’่บซใซใคใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใ€‚ ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใช้ ƒใ€ใตใจๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’16ๆญณใซใชใ‚‹็งใฏ่กŒใชใ„็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ„ใคใ‹็งใ‚’ๆจใฆใŸใƒ’ใƒˆใŸใกใŒ็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚“ใซๆ‹พใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๅญคๅ…้™ขใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใจ้Žใ”ใ™ๆ—ฅใ€…ใฏๆบ€ใก่ถณใ‚Šใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎถๆ—ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‘ใŒใˆใฎใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใฃใฆใ€‚ ็งใฏๆ‰€่ฉฎใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅŠฃ็ญ‰ๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŠฑใใŸใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅนณ็ญ‰ใซใ€ใฉใ“ใฎ่ชฐใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ ใฎใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใŒใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไบบ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใจใ€้–ขไฟ‚ใชใ„ใฎใ€‚ ใงใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅŠใฐ้€ƒใ’่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใซใ„ใ‚‹็งใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฏใ€Žไฟบใฏไฟบใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ชฐใ‹ใ‚‰็”Ÿใพใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใƒซใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚“ใฆใกใฃใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚Œใฏใ‚Œใ€ใ•ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹ใ€‚้•ทๅฑ…ใฏ็„ก็”จใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€้Š€้บ—ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ๅงซๆฎฟใ€ ่‚ฉใฎ่ทใŒๅฐ‘ใ—้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซ็งใฏใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ€ ้Š€้บ—ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ๅงซใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ƒธใซๅˆปใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅธธใซๆ›‡ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅฟƒใซใ€ๆ™ดใ‚Œ้–“ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—่พผใฟๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใจใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฉใŠใ‚Šใฎ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใฏใ€ใˆ!? ๅฃ่ชฟใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸ!? ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใฃใจใ€‚ใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใงใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ ใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ่กจๆƒ…ใฎๅ‹•ใๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅ†’้™บใฏๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
32 32 Stories Silver Li'S Alchemy Princess What a missing tone between them, but the consequences of her (Mr. Tallo) unworthy actions in battle were dramatic. : Examination of the wars [on the evening of the month and night] has been activated: : Two Minutes Fast + 40 Magic + 100 "Weather: Moon and Night" MP80 Recovery, First Shot w/Critical Bonus Buff: Yes, the moment the log flows. I was surprised that my mouth was about to open. It's my first ear that I can do that much damage to that level of monster with elementary magic. "Mr. Announ! Now!" The instructions of the silver-haired angel fly as they push her back. Ha ha I make sure the MP is at full speed and I decide to bet everything on the next attack. "" Eight-phase erection, felling, possession "! Activate the Scalpel skill without getting stuck in the hair. The sword, which is swung down from the large upper section, glows dull. Then, the poking from the cutting and unloading can also carry the effect of purification that drops possessive objects. Ability to multiply undead systems with sacred attributes that are perfect for compatibility. The recoil of that attack must be rigid for a few seconds after the ability is activated. "I can't move..." The best and best abilities I have ever had. There's no tension and no fear. I look over my head. The wreck spoke eloquently that he had captured my position in the direction of his body, even though he had no neck. The giant shows a counterattack move, and a big hand looms on me when I'm defenseless. Looks like it didn't arrive after all. The HP of the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker had cut 10%, but not to the full loss. Blonde, I can hear you rushing the magic back into chanting. I can't make it, but I wonder if I can defeat this huge enemy if it's her attack with magic enhancements. "It was fun." And the moment I smiled. Silver flashes. No, my silver hair just flowed. To the arms of an attacking enemy, he slashed him with a small knife from across, and his weak (Mr. Taro) attack was a benefit from a critical hit, barely playing the hand of a giant. A giant, misaligned palm passes right next to me. One hair at a time. The wind pressure makes my hair dance clearly. "Mr. Announ! Silver hair poking at me on one knee, but I'm going to check on my cheapness. I answer to her nico, who showed herself and protected me. At the same time, the firehand rises to protect your silver hair. "Ha ha ha... it's no surprise" I never dreamed I could crusade that monster with this member. It was such a fun fight that I didn't even have time to dream shallow. "Are you all right? Mr. Taro worries about a pleasant grin like a boy pointing this way. That such a little girl boldly went into enemy attack. Not showing any feelings there, she stares at this one with a sunny look. "Mr. Taro......" There was me who was beginning to attract to Mr. Taro. : 2 x Giant Bones dropped: : The tracker's skull has dropped: : giant tribe chapter dropped: "Oh! That's a new material drop! Unexpectedly the log of the drop item flows, and with Mr. Taro's whisper I take my gaze off of her. Fluffy emotions restore calm. "Kiddo Kiddo...... Bakiki...... Bakiki" Further unfamiliar noises continued to occur. The tombstone, which was laid to inhibit the going, makes a creepy noise, cracking left and right. It's like creating a single path. "Hey, what is it? Here! Mr. Taro gives a barbaric voice. I can't believe it activated when this member. But I just don't know if I can make it this far. I can't beat the boss monster in the back what's wrong with this PT. "Just go! But the two girls want to move on even when they hear my explanation. If they let their eyes shine like this, they will not be fought. "It's not just a glance." Oh, man, I decide to accompany them with a flair like that. We've come this far, we're both dying and living together. "Nothing, you're not here..." An open area with grave markers. They must have been crusaded by other mercenaries. It'll take 5-10 minutes to get to Lispawn, the boss monster, but I don't think it's useful to stay long. "Here, is this dungeon over...? Mr. Taro is crushing around observing. "At the moment, this is recognized as the deepest point. What a ghost." It's a big headstone. It has a width of 3 metres across and a height exceeding 6 metres. The silver-haired girl reads out the letters written there. "The glory of our giants is immortal. Show not the way of the giant, but to him that dwells in his will the great light that illuminates the earth." And she looks back at this one with a joyful, unyielding grin. "You're still on the road! I don't know how to open it! And yuka, giant! It's a giant! I knew there were giants out there! Mr. Announ, it's an amazing discovery! I don't know what you interpreted, but heartfelt, it just conveyed that she enjoys this clan clan. When I see that innocent figure, I accidentally spill a laugh this way. Show off your alchemy with a sometimes mysterious modus operandi. Sometimes we act far beyond our imagination. Sometimes he bravely tries to help his people by behaving without sacrificing himself. Sometimes, he looks innocent and snuggly defenseless. "Who are you? That kind of question naturally comes to my mouth. Mr Taro shook his shoulders pickly at my doubts and gave me an uneasy look for a moment. And after a while of thinking. "I'm me." It was a silver angel smiling from the far top. "And you're also a rare alchemist" Go on, I'll accompany you with a boyish Doya face. "Come on..." Unidentified. A sixteen-year-old high school student growing up in an orphanage of unknown origin. I hate the same as the others and want the original colors for my own. I've been wearing them. That way, you might find me. When I was a little girl, I wouldn't go on doing what I came up with when I turned 16. That one day the humans who abandoned me might find me if I were to stand out. Mr. Ishikami picked me up and spent enough days with everyone in the orphanage. Family is irreplaceable, I was taught. But that's why. How could I have been abandoned? I don't even know who I came from. I don't know where anyone is, I don't even want to feel inferior. So it was cozy here (Clan Clan) where everyone was equal and nobody was anywhere. So it doesn't matter what the real mercenary (player) is or who he is. Nobody. So don't worry. That's what I thought, and to me in this world to escape half the way in, Mr. Taro let go, "I'm me," he said. Maybe I don't have the slightest need to worry about my roots, like who I came from. "Ha, ha, ha. You don't need to stay long, Silver Li's Alchemy Princess." I laugh unexpectedly at the feeling that my shoulder load has dropped a little. "What is it, it" Silver Li's Alchemy Princess. Engrave her figure on her chest. the appearance of a girl plugged in the sunshine into my constantly cloudy heart. "Oh, that's right, Taro, Mina. Friend, do you mind? I tried inviting him to do so in my (...) tone as usual. "Yes, ha, eh!? The tone has changed!? Oh, yes." "Uh. Yes, well, if you don't mind me." Seeing the corny and expressive girlfriends, I thought this adventure would be truly fun.
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186่ฉฑ ้Š€ๆฐทๅงซใฎ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญๅ…ˆ่ผฉ! ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฅณๅญใŒใƒใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒณใƒใƒงใ‚ณใ‚’ๆธกใ™ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ๅฆ™ใซๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅ…ฅใฃใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใŒ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ‚’ใ•ใฃใใใ€Ž่ฆ‹่ญ˜่€…ใฎ ใ€้žๅธธใซ็กฌๅบฆใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ๅŠ้ขใ€็†ฑใซใฏ็•ฐๅธธใซๅผฑใ„ใ€‚ไธ€ๅบฆใ€ๆถฒๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไบŒๅบฆใจๅ‡ๅ›บใ—ใชใ„ๆ€ง่ณชใ‚’ๆŒใคใ€‘ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚่ฒด้‡ใช้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ้ ‚ๆˆดใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ็›ธๆ€งใงใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใฎ้›ชใฏ่ฉฒๅฝ“ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€้œœใ‚‚ๆฐทใฎ็ตๆ™ถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†้ซ˜ๅ“่ณชใช ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹็‚นใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸ้‰ฑ็ŸณใŒใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ฆใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ฆใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ๆบถใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ†…ๅฟƒใง็„ฆใ‚Šใคใคใ‚‚ๅนณๅธธๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใซใฏใŠ็คผใจใ—ใฆไฟบใŒ็ใ—ใ„้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸ้š›ใฏ่ญฒใ‚‹ใจ็ด„ๆŸใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ‚“ใช! ใ‚ฟใƒญๅ…ˆ่ผฉใฎ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฃใฆใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ไฝฟ็”จไพกๅ€คใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใง......ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ‚ณใƒฌใฏ่ฒด้‡ใช้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝฟใ„้“ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—......้›ๅ†ถใ˜ใ‚ƒใ™ใใซๆบถใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ€ ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰่กŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใฏใใ‚Œ็จ‹ใฎไพกๅ€คใŒใชใ„ใจใงใ‚‚? ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒƒใจ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใจๅคงไบบใ—ใ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใฎ็ด ไฝ“ใฎ่ƒธ้ƒจใซใ€้ญ”ๅฐŽ็Ÿณใ‚’ใฏใ‚ใ“ใ‚€็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™: ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰้‰ฑ็ŸณใŒๆบถใ‘ใฆใ„ใใฎใฏใ€Ž ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใฎ็ด ไฝ“ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€Ž้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€ใฎ้€ ใ‚Šใฏๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎไบบ้–“ใจ่ฆ‹ใพใŒใ†็จ‹ใซ็ฒพๅทงใ ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒใซ้–ข็ฏ€ใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใชใฉใฏไบบๅฝขใฃใฝใ„ๅฏๅ‹•ๅผใŒๆŽก็”จใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฑใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใงใฏๅๅ…ญๆญณๅ‰ๅพŒใฎๅฅณๅญใŒ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅญใฎๆœใ‚’ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใฃใจใ‚บใƒฉใ•ใชใ„ใจใ€่ƒธใฎ็ชชใฟใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„......?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฏ็”Ÿ่ด„ใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‘ใฏใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบบๅฝขใฎๆœใ‚’ใ‚ใใ‚‹ใ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€็”ทใจใ—ใฆใ€็ดณๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹? ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ‚‚ไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ŽๆฐธๅŠซใซใฒใ—ใ‚ใ ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–นใธ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใซไฟบใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใŠใŠใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซ=ๅค‰ๆ…‹=ไฟบใจใ„ใ†ไธๅ่ช‰ใช็งฐๅทใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ฅใ‚ฅใ‚ฆใฃใจ้‰ฑ็Ÿณใฎๆบถใ‘ใ‚‹้ŸณใŒใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ€็„ฆ็‡ฅๆ„Ÿใ‚’ใ›ใ็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใจๆ‹ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒๅคงไบ‹ใ ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆ‹ใ ! ใ ใŒใ€ใ ใŒใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใ„ใ ๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใฃใจใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ‚’ๅพฉๆดปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใฏใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใŒ็›ฎ่ซ–ใ‚“ใ ใ€ๆญป่€…่˜‡็”Ÿใจ้กžไผผใ™ใ‚‹็‚นใŒใ„ใใคใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ€้ขจไธŠใซใ‚‚็ฝฎใ‘ใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใธใจๆˆใ‚Šไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ......ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹? ้ก”่‰ฒใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใˆใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚ใ“ใฎไบบๅฝขใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‚’้–‹ใ‹ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใฆ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ใใฎๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไบบใจใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ไฟบใฎ่‘›่—คใซใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใซๅบ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใฏๆธ‹ใ€…ใจ้ ทใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅบ—ใฎๅค–ใธๅ‡บใฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใงใ™ใญ? ๅฟŒใพใ‚ใ—ใ„็”ทๆ€งใฏๆถˆใˆใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ•ใ‚“ไบบๅฝขใฎใŠๆด‹ๆœใ‚’่„ฑใŒใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใจไฟบใฎ่‘›่—คใซไฝ•ใฎๅ› ๆžœ้–ขไฟ‚ใŒ? ใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใซใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒƒใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็ดณๅฃซใ ใญใ€‚ใ•ใ•ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆ?ใ€ ใ†ใ€ใ‚“? ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆ‡ธๅฟตไบ‹้ …ใงใ‚ใฃใŸ่Œœใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ๆœฌไบบใŒใใ†่จ€ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹......? ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฒ ใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใŒ็ชบใˆใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบไฟกใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏใŠใใ‚‹ใŠใใ‚‹ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฎ่ƒธๅ…ƒใ‚’ใ‚ใใ‚‹ในใใ€้ฆ–ๅ…ƒใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใƒ—ใจใƒชใƒœใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ไธๅฏงใซใปใฉใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ€Ž้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€ใฎๆœใฃใฆใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใŒๅฅฝใใใ†ใช็ณป็ตฑใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใ ใ‚ˆใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ€็ฝชๆทฑใ„ๆ‰€ๆฅญ......ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“......ใ€ 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ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใ…......ใพใ‚‹ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ใ“ใ‚€ใ€ ๆŒ‡ใฎ่…นใงใกใ‚‡ใ“ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใจใชใงใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ทปๅฏ†ใชไฝœๆฅญใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆบ€่ถณใงใใ‚‹ๅ‡บๆฅๆ „ใˆใซใชใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ใ€Ž้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€ใฎ่ƒธใซใ€ŽๆฐธๅŠซใซใฒใ—ใ‚ใ ใƒ”ใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒชใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ“ใใ“ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ใ€ŽๅฐŽใ็ณธใ€ใ‚’่ฃ…็€ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž :ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ใ€ŽๅฐŽใ็ณธใ€ใงๆ“ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€ไบบๅฝขๅ›บๆœ‰ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏไฝฟ็”จใงใใพใ›ใ‚“: ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใง......ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใ‚‹......ๆˆ‘ใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ€ ไฟบใฏไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎๆ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ๆทกใ„่ผใใ‚’ๆ”พใคๅ…‰ไฝ“ใ€Žใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใฎๅฟƒใ€ใ‚’ใ€Ž ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€Ž้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€ใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘้’็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใซๅŒ…ใฟใ“ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใฎ็œฉใ•ใซ็›ฎใ‚’่ƒŒใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซใ€Ž็Ÿฅ่ญ˜็œผใ€ใงๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Ž้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใ€ ่€ไน…ๅ€ค1200 โ†’ ๅฟƒใฎ้–‹ๆ”พๆ™‚1800 ๆฎบๅ‚ทๅ€ค860 โ†’ ๅฟƒใฎ้–‹ๆ”พๆ™‚1020 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ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใŸ......ใ•ใใ€ไฟบใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็”Ÿๅ‰ใฎๅคขใฏใ€้›ชๅ›ฝใƒใƒผใƒณใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๅ‡บใฆใ€ไธ–็•Œใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ๆ‹ไบบใจ่ฆ‹ใซ่กŒใไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ‹ไบบใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใฏใงใใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ›ใ‚ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใจๅ…ฑใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใ‚’ไธ€็ท’ใซๆ—…ใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆง˜......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ็”Ÿใใ‚‹็†็”ฑใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ ใ•ใƒชใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ‚ฆ......ใ€ ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฏใ‚นใ‚ซใƒผใƒˆใฎ่ฃพใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงใคใพใฟใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธŠๅ“ใชใŠ่พžๅ„€ใ‚’ไฟบใซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ็งฐใŒใ€Ž้Š€ๆฐทใฎ้›ชๅงซไบบๅฝขใƒปใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ€ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใ€ŽๅฐŽใ็ณธใ€ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€Ž็ณธใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ด ๆใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ€Ž ใ€Œใฎใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใŠใ‚“! ้›ชๅงซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใคใ‚ˆใ™ใŽใƒใƒใ„ใ„ใ‚“!ใ€ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชๅพ‹็š„ใซๅ‹•ใ็พŽใ—ใ„้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šใ ใ›ใŸไบ‹ใง่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใŸไฟบใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใ€ใ€Ž้Š€ๆฐทใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ€ใฎๆ€ง่ƒฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ในใใ€Žๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎ่‰ๅŽŸใ€ใงๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžVS้›ชๅงซใฎๆง‹ๅ›ณใงใ ใ€‚ ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ่‡ชใ‚‰ใ€้›ชๅงซใฎๆ€ง่ƒฝใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ„ใจ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏใใฎๅฅฝๆฉŸใซไพฟไน—ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......่ฏ้บ—ใซ้’ใจ็™ฝใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใ›ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใง่‚˜้‰„ใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใ›ใŸใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฏๅผท้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚‚ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใ€็€•ๆญปใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใซ่ฟฝใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆฎบๅ‚ทๅ€ค820ใงใ‚ใฎๅจๅŠ›ใฃใฆใ€่€ไน…ๅ€คใฎๆ–นใฏ1000่ถ…ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰้˜ฒๅพก้ขใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ? ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ็ตถๅฏพ็š„ใชๅผท่€…ใฎใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใ‚’็บใ†้›ชๅงซใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆžœๆ•ขใซใ‚‚้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟบใŒๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฏไฟŠๆ•ใชๅ‹•ใใจใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๆททใœใฆๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟบใซใฏๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅ‹•ใใŒ้‡ใชใ‚Šใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ๅ…จใๆŠŠๆกใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฏ้ขฏ็ˆฝใจไธŠๅŠ่บซใ‚’ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจๅใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชใ‚คใƒŠใƒใ‚ฆใ‚ขใƒผใฎไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅณ่ถณใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ้กŽใ‚’่นดใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ใใฎใพใพใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงใƒใ‚ฏใƒ†ใƒณใ‚’ใ—ใ€ๅ„ช้›…ใช็ซ‹ใกใƒใƒผใ‚บใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹้›ชๅงซใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚ˆใปใฉๅผท็ƒˆใช่กๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€้Œๆ‰ใฟใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็ตถๅ‘ฝใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏ......ใฏใฏใฏ......ใฏ?ใ€ :2600ใ‚จใ‚ฝใจใ€Žไน™ๅฅณ(โ™‚)ใฎๅฟƒใ€ใ‚’ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŒๅ€’ใ—ใŸ ใ€Œใ”ใ€ๅพก่‹ฆๅŠดใ•ใพใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œไธปใ•ใพใจ็งใฎๆ—…่ทฏใ‚’้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใƒซ่€…ใƒ...... ใ€Žใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ€ใพใ ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใ‚‚ๅŠๅˆ†ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸไปŠใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎๅ”็ชใชๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ไธ€ๅˆ‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฎฟ้กŒใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ๅค•่ผใฎๅฎถใงๅฎฟ้กŒใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใคใ„ใงใซใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใฃใจใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ•ด็†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใชใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ๆฅใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Ž่กŒใใพใ™! ใ„ใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใ€ๅฎฟ้กŒใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใช?ใ€ ใ€Žๆ™ƒๅคœใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใ‚’ใ€ ใ€Žใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ10ๅ€‹ใชใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฎฟใ€ ใฎๆถ™ใ€ใ‚’ๅคง้‡็”Ÿ็”ฃใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใธใ€้Š€ๆฐทใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’้€ฃใ‚Œใฆๅผ•ใ่ฟ”ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ๅ…ฌๅผใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๅฎดไผš ๆŽฒ็คบๆฟใ€‘ 232:ใชใใ€ๅ‘ชใ„ใฎ้›ชๅ›ฝใƒใƒผใƒณใ‚ปใƒณใƒˆใฎ่ฉฑ่žใ„ใŸใ‹? 234:ใ‚ใใ€‚ๅ‰ฅ่ฃฝใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ€ๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใช 235:ๅœฐๅ‘ณใซใ‚ใฎใƒœใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉๅฅฝใใ ใฃใŸ 236:็‰ฉ้™ใ‹ใช้ก”ใงๅฐ่ฉžใฏๆฟ€ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฝใ€‚ใใ“ใŒใ„ใ„ใฝ 237:ใƒœใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใง็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚็ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใชใ 238:ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใฎ่ก—ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŒๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ 239:ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅฏ‚ใ—ใ„ใช 240:ใ‚‚ใ†ไบŒๅบฆใจไผšใˆใชใ„ใฝ...... 241:ไฝ•ใ‚’็”ณใ™ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ 242:ใฏ? ไฝ•่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎใŠๅ‰ 243:ใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ไพใ€่ฉณใ—ใ้ ผใ‚€ใฝ 244:ๅถ็„ถใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟๆฎฟใ‚’ใŠ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใ”ใ–ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใชใ‚‹่€…ใŒๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ…ƒใซ ใจNPCใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹่ญท่ก›ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? 247:ใŸใพใŸใพ่ญท่ก›ๅฏพ่ฑกใŒใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆไผผใฎNPCใ ใฃใŸใจใ‹ 248:ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅพ…ใฆใ‚ˆใ€‚็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ‹? 249:ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅด‡้ซ˜ใชใ‚‹ 250:ใ‚ใƒผ......ๅˆๆœŸ่ก—ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซๅ‡บๆฒกใ™ใ‚‹ๅ™‚ใฎ้Š€้ซชๅฅณๅ…ใฃๅญ? 251:ไฟบใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใžใ€‚ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŒใ—ใšใ—ใšใจๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅพŒใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใŸ 252:ใ‚ฌใƒใฎใƒžใ‚ธใ‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ™ใŒไฟบ้”ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ  253:ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใจใ‚‚ไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹? 254:ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใงใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใช 255:็ฐ็Ž‹ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎๆœ€ไธญใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅŠฉๅคชๅˆ€ใซ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใŒ็™พ้›ทใจๅ…ฑใซ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€ใ ใฃใ‘ใ‹ 256:ใ•ใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏ่ƒธ่บใฃใŸใฎใ… 257:ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฃใฝใ„ใžใ€‚ไฟบใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้‰„่ก€ใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ใถใฃ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใŸใจใ‹ 258:ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ้‚ชใชใ‚‹่€…ใ‚’ๆŽ’้™คใ™ใ‚‹้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใ‹ 259:ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ„ใ„ใช 260:่‰ฏใ„ใงใ”ใ‚ใ™ใช 261;ๅฏๆ†ใช่Šฑใซใฏ็พŽใ—ใ„่ŠฑใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใจ...... 262:่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใซ็ถšใใ€ๅ‰ฅ่ฃฝใฎ้›ชๅงซใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใพใงๆ‰‹ใชใšใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ 263:็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณNPCใ‚’ใ“ใจใ”ใจใๅพ“ใˆใฆใ„ใๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆ...... 264:ๅผท่€…ใ˜ใ‚ƒใช 265:ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใฝ! 266:ใ‚ฌใƒๅคฉไฝฟ 267:ๅคง้–ขใงใ”ใ‚ใ™ใช 268:ๅธŒๆœ›ใฎ่Šฑใ ใช 269:ไป•ใˆใ‚‹ในใไธปๅ›ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใช
188 186 Stories Silver Ice Princess Awakening "Ha, Senior Taro! Take it! Junya, with a strangely temperamental look, you give up the ore with momentum as if a woman were to give you Valentine's Chocolate. I just identified the ore I received with the activation of the Knowledge Eye by the Visitor Mask (Visor). [Very hard half-side, unusually vulnerable to heat. Once liquefied, it has properties that will never clot again] "Excellent. Precious ore, thank you" The snow is definitely compatible, and since frost is also an ice crystal, can it be made into a high-quality magic stone (Doll Core) material? Speaking of concern, the ore in my hand has just started making noises with Joo-joo and is beginning to melt. In a bit of a hurry, but conscious of his normal mind, Junya promised to give way to you when I found a rare ore. "Oh, no! All the ore that Senior Taro discovers is valuable to use... it's a precious ore, but I didn't have a use for it... Forge melted right away, and there was no sign that I would ever sell it even if I tried it at the bounty neck and auction (Wonted)..." Or do you think the alchemy that's going to happen isn't worth that much? Guru and Junya tilted his neck at you, he shook his shoulder vividly and convinced me, 'Thank you,' very much. : On the chest of the primitive body of the magic guide doll, there is a place to wear the magic guide stone: I see, because of the nature of Demon Technician (Gifty), the ore melts from earlier on? The creation of the "Snow Princess Doll", which becomes the primitive body of the magic doll, is so exquisite that it can be regarded as a real human being. Exactly, the joints and the like employ a puppet-like movable formula, but it looks like a girl around the age of sixteen is asleep. "If I don't flatter this kid's clothes a bit, I can't see the chest stiffness......? That's a little embarrassing. The Blue White Tan has only been sacrificed and is quite a beautiful girl. Can I do this as a man, as a gentleman, turning doll clothes like that? But the Frost Stone Cord (Froslalda), which was placed in my hand while doing this, is shredded more and more. It could be irrevocably shaped if we don't hurry. If you turn to Chirali and Mr. Twa, she's intrigued to see what I do. of ooh ooh ooh. Wouldn't it get the dishonorable title of Alchemist = Pervert = Me as it is? However, the melting sound of the ore twitches from the hand, stirring up a sense of impatience. Alchemy or love, which matters...... Of course that's love! But alchemy is important, too, because of the will that I took over from Master Richie. I'm sure you'll be able to revive the Blue White Tang. That was explored by Master Richie, there are several similarities to resuscitation of the dead. If I pull it off here, as an alchemist, I become something that I can't even put on the wind. "Um, Heavenly Lord... what have you done? He's pale." "Ah, uh, Mina. I have to open the chest of this doll... so whether its embarrassing or can I do it as a person..." Mina, haunted by my grid, told Junya to leave the store. Besides, Junya snorts reluctantly and leaves the store. "Now that's no problem, right? The abominable man has disappeared, Mr. Blue White, shall we take off the doll's clothes? Junya, what's the causal link between you and me? And I'm confused, and Mr. Twa smiles nicely. "Taro is a gentleman, after all. Let me see the alchemy. Hmm? If Cee herself says that, although I'm not sure what it is, it was her biggest concern, is that okay...? Convinced that I could not see the negative emotions from Mr. Twa's expression, I carefully unwrapped them from the cape and ribbon around my neck as I roughly turned my blue white tongue chest. Somehow, the "Snow Princess Doll" clothes are the design of a pedigree that Sizuku Yayuchi seems to like. "What a sinful place to work...... sorry, Blue White Tan......" That's what I say no to, and I gently turn my chest. Unlike my imagination, there was a crease just below my clavicle. Doesn't seem like you need to open your clothes to the chest, which shows such exuberance. Never unfortunate. I'm just a little upset. The "Magic Stone (Doll Core)" was slightly oval and only about the size of a thumb. "Pretty small" Honestly, I think that helped. So far, Frost Stone Cord (Froslalda) has melted so much that it is smaller than my fist. Or does it have to be finely shaped at the level of sharpening with your fingers, that you only have the size of your thumb? "Smooth, so gentle, so enveloping..." While the size ones are not that difficult, targeting a beautiful oval is a very bone breaking task. But this will greatly affect the quality of the Demon Guided Stone (Doll Core) that you can do, and it can't be out of hand. Gu, no. It is difficult to draw a graceful curve. "Whoa... Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa" I pee with my finger belly. Repeating such elaborate work, where we have finally been able to thrive satisfactorily, we will put on the chest of "Snow Princess Doll" "Frost Stone Jade Marrow (Froslalda) Hitting Forever". It doesn't seem perfect, but it fits there. : You can manipulate it by wearing the "Guiding Thread" and activating the ability "Dominator of Dolls": : However, no doll-specific combat abilities can be used unless manipulated with 'guide thread': "Now... she finally wakes up... by my alchemy" With all my heart, I lay "Blue White Heart", a light body that emits a pale glow, on the "Frost Stone Core (Floslalda)", which became the "Magic Stone (Doll Core)". Then "Snow Princess Doll" is wrapped in a blue and white light for only a moment. Without turning a blind eye to that glare, I calmly observe her with my 'knowledge eyes'. "Snow Princess Doll" Endurance value 1200 1800 when the mind is open Kill value 860 1020 when mind is open Activity Limit Time... Changes were seen from previous statuses that Endurance value 820 1100 when the mind is open Kills 640 820 when mind is open Activity limit time 16 hours (dormant time 1 hour - 8 hours) Hmmm...... first the status is significantly lower than the base value...... This is probably not very good for the quality of the finished 'Demon Guided Stone (Doll Core)'. There was still material up there, and I felt the need to improve my skills. The next thing you know about activity limit time is that if you activate it for two hours, you need one hour rest time and you can keep it running for up to 16 hours. In that case, I found that I needed 8 hours to move the doll again. Overall, it has turned out to be a residual result of various challenges, but I guess now is the time to rejoice. The Snow Princess Doll, whose eyelids were closed, opened her eyes softly. She blinked several times and looked around at us with that inorganic look. Then stand on your own feet and face me. Remove the Visitor's Mask (Visor) to respond to her actions. Because she is taller, I speak to her with majesty, though I do take the form of looking up. "Well awakened...... come on, let's go see all the things in this world with me" Her lifelong dream should have been to leave Pawn St., the snowland, to see every part of the world with her lover. I can't replace her lover, but I can at least travel with her around the Clan Clan world. "Dear Lord... give me a reason to live, thank u..." The Blue White Tan pinched the hem of his skirt with both hands and gave me a classy bow like Cartesy's. By the way, her name had changed to 'Silver Ice Snow Princess Doll/Blue White'. They can incorporate their magic powers into the material called "Yarn", the "Guide Yarn" needed to activate the Battle Ability of the Magic Doll... "Yarn" and there are still quite a few types. I'm going to ask Announ, the seamstress, next time, and I'll leave him behind for now. "Whoa, whoa! Snow Princess, no! Because me and George, excited about being able to create beautiful, autonomously moving demon puppets, were doing a mock fight in "Beginning Meadows" to see the performance of "Silver Ice Snow Princess Blue White". Okama VS Snow Princess schematics. George himself, one of the top mercenaries (players), offered to see Snow Princess perform, so I was given the opportunity to hitch a ride...... Blue White Tan, who flickered his blue and white dress magnificently and gave George a faceless elbow twitch, was too strong. With just one blow, George had been blown backwards for several meters, driving him to a dying state. With a kill value of 820, the endurance value is over 1000, so the defense surface could be even more awesome... Could it have created a hell of a existence? But George jumped in resolutely against Snow Princess, who wrapped the aura of the absolute mighty. Without time for me to stop, Okama shook his fist off with a mixture of agile movements and steps. I had multiple George moves overlapping and had no idea where the attack was coming from. However, the blue white tongue deflects the refreshing upper body against the rear. Moreover, from that brilliant Inabauer position, he kicked George's jaw up with his right leg. Snow Princess bactens with the momentum as it is and decides to stand gracefully. Speaking of George, how intense a shock it was, he was launched with a cone, and he was desperate. "Ha... ha... ha? : Dropped 2600 Eso and 'Maiden's (A) Heart': Any mercenary (player) defeated by Blue White will be surprised to receive a verdict that I killed him. Of course, don't forget that drop items and money that don't make sense are firmly determined to be returned. "Thanks for your hard work. Blue White Tan" "Lu who interrupts my journey with the Lord ha...... Drive (Kuku) Shimasu" "Shit, it's not over yet" Now that half the summer vacation had passed, I remembered the existence of homework that I had not got any hands on instead of finishing by the abrupt allegations of a shaky night. 'I thought so. Tomorrow, I'm going to do my homework at Evening Fai's house, and we're going to sort out a little bit about the Grant Thor inheritance war. You coming, too? 'I'm coming! Let me go! "Hey, I won't show you my homework, will I? "Have mercy, Mr. Shaky Night" "Ten potions, Alchemist Hall" Thus I took the Silver Ice Snow Princess Blue White back to the pioneer city of Michelangelo in order to produce a large quantity of "Emerald (Emerald) Tears". [Official Website Mercenaries Banquet Board] 232: Hey, did you hear about Pawn St., the cursed snowland? 234: Ah. Peeled Snow Princess Blue White, apparently disappeared. 235: I liked that boss character plain 236: The dialogue was intense with a quiet face, Po. There you go, Po. 237: It was also unusual for me to be a beautiful girl with a boss character. 238: Do you ever go to that city again and Blue White appears 239: I kinda miss you. 240: I'll never see you again Po... 241: What are you saying? Have you ever seen someone blue-white? 242: What? What are you talking about? 243: Aru Samurai, ask for more po 244: Coincidentally, I had a chance to see the Silver Palace of Angels, and the Blue White One was there for her. 246: Huh? Is it some kind of escort quest or something with a mercenary (player) and NPC? 247: Something about the fact that the subject of the escort happened to be a blue-white similar NPC. 248: No, wait. An angel of silver is an angel of beginnings? 249: Angel is a lofty mercenary (player) 250: Uh... rumored silver-haired girl to appear in the early city of Michelangelo? 251: I saw it too. Blue White was always after Angel. 252: Are you serious about bees? That's our angel. 253: Speaking of which, didn't Silver Angel act with the wise Mithola, too? 254: That's what happened at the fairy ball. 255: In the midst of the battle with the Ash King, Mithola, the wise man, descended from the sky with Bailey on Angel's helper knife, is that right? 256: Goodbye. That's when the battle started. 257: Whoa, that sounds real. He saw my friend, too. Besides, he was busting George the Iron Blood. 258: Snow Princess Blue White to Eliminate Evil People Approaching Angel Chan or 259: Something, that's good. 260: Good, don't be silly. 261; When poor flowers gather beautiful flowers... 262: Following Sage Mithola, you can't even handle the peeled Snow Princess Blue White or something. 263: The angel who can follow all the beautiful girl NPC... 264: You're not a strong man. 265: Idol Po! 266: bee angel 267: Don't freak out at the gate. 268: That's a flower of hope. 269: You're a master to serve.
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ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ ไฟบใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๅœฐไธ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒจใƒผใƒซใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰่„ฑๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซไผใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž้–ƒๅ…‰็Ÿณใ€ใฎๆฎ‹้‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธฐ้‚„ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชๆ•ฐใŒใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠ้”ใฏใ™ใใซ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ๅทจไบบๅข“ๅœฐใฎๅœฐไธ‹ใซ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๆŽข็ดขใฏๅน•ใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ“ใ‚Œใง่งฃๆ•ฃใง......ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซๅธฐใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆ”นใ‚ใฆไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฟใ‚“ใชใซใŠ็คผใ‚’่ฟฐในใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใ€็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใฎใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๆŽข็ดขใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใพใ€ใพใŸใŠไพ›ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใชใใ‚‚ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ใพใŸไธ€็ท’ใซๅ†’้™บใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆŠผใ—้€€ใ‘ใ€ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใƒŸใƒŠใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏ็”จไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚‚ใ†ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ—ใพใ™ใญใ€‚ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆไธ‹ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ๅนดไธ‹ใฎใƒŸใƒŠใซใ™ใ‚‰ๅฟƒ้…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€‚ ็”ทใจใ—ใฆใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒŸใƒŠใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใง้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใบใ“ใ‚Šใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชไฝ•ใ‹่จ€ใ„ใŸใใ†ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใฆใ€PT่งฃๆ•ฃใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใ ไธๅฎ‰ใ’ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏ่ปฝใ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆทปใˆใฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅฎ‰ๅ ตใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็Ÿณ็•ณใ‚’ๆญฉใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซใ€้ขจไน™ๅฅณใฎใ€Žใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ใฏใ™ใงใซๅฌๅ–šๆ™‚้–“ใŒ้ŽใŽใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅงฟใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๅฐ‚ๅฟตใ—ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ“ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ในใใ€ๆœชใ ใซใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใง็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆ”ป็•ฅใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ใซ่จ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่ชฒ้กŒใ‚’ใ€ใพใšใฏใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ๅธซๅŒ ใซใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„็ด ๆ็พคใซใคใ„ใฆๆ€่€ƒใ‚’้‡ใญใ‚‹้“ใ™ใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒไธŠใŒใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใจๆ€ใ„่‡ณใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฏใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ€100ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅˆ†ใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใซๆŒฏใ‚Šๅˆ†ใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญ Lv7 HP80 โ†’ 90 MP80(+10) โ†’ 90(+10) ๅŠ›1 ้ญ”ๅŠ›14 ้˜ฒๅพก2 ้ญ”้˜ฒ8 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•180 โ†’ 210 ็ŸฅๅŠ›255 โ†’ 305 ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆ 50 ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ:ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ€Lv30 :ใ€Ž้ขจใฎๅ‹่จŠใ€Lv16 ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใš็ŸฅๅŠ›ใจ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•้‡่ฆ–ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ–น้‡ใฏๅค‰ใˆใชใ„ๆ›ฒใ’ใชใ„ใ€่ฒซใ้€šใ™ใŒๅฟƒๆƒ…ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆ„ใซใƒญใ‚ฐใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ€‚ :็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒ300ไปฅไธŠใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žๅๅฃฐใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใจ!?ใ€ ใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณไฝŽใ‚ใ ใฃใŸไฟบใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใŸใกใฎไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎ้ฉšใใซๅๅฟœใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚่‡ช็„ถใจๆ—ฉๆญฉใใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ’ใ‚ฝใƒ’ใ‚ฝใจไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ›ใๅˆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็›ฎใง่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ไปŠใฏใ“ใฎๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซ็›ฎใ‚’้€šใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใจNPC้–“ใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€งใŒๆŠŠๆกใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใจใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€งใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‘ ๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃๆฌ„ใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€‚ ใใ†ใใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ‚€......? ใŠใ‚ˆใใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ๅ็งฐใซ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŸใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸNPCใจใ€่‡ช่บซใจใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€งใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅŠนๆžœ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใฏ7ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅๅ†…ใ€‘ ใ€ๆถˆ่ฒปMP2ใ€‘ ใปใ†......ใ€‚ ้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€งใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใใ„ใฃใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใ‚“ใชใงๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใคใ„ใฆ่€ƒๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ใŠ้ฆดๆŸ“ใฟใฎ่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใธใจๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸไฟบใฏๅบ—ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใ‚‰~โ™ช ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใƒƒโ˜† ใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใ‚“~!ใ€ ใจใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฎใ—ใชใ‚ŠๅฃฐใŒๅนป่ดใจใชใฃใฆ่žใ“ใˆใฆใใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใฃใใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒชใ‚นใƒˆใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€Žใ„ใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ›ใ€ใจ็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใชๅฅณๆ€งNPCใฎๅฃฐใŒๅบ—ๅ†…ใซ้Ÿฟใใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒไธๅœจไธญใซๅ•†ๅ“ใ‚’ๅฃฒ่ฒทใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ้›‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆŽฅๅฎขNPCใ ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒ—ใƒญใƒณๅงฟใซใใ™ใ‚“ใ ้‡‘้ซชใฎใ‚ทใƒ‹ใƒจใƒณใƒ˜ใ‚ขใƒผใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅœฐๅ‘ณใชๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใŒๅฅฝใฟใชใฎใ‹ใชใƒผใฃใจๆ€ใ„ใคใคใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฏ็”ทใŒๅฅฝใใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใชใจๆ€ใ„ๆ”นใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’่ฉฆใ™ใฎใซใฏไธๅบฆใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ‚€ใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅบ—็•ชNPCใซ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ NPCใ€ŽใƒŸใƒชใƒขใƒใ€ :ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ฟใƒญใจใฎ้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€ง โ†’ ๅฅฝๆ„Ÿๅบฆใ€่‰ฏๅฅฝใ€‘: :ๆ™‚ใ€…ใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใซใ‚ใ‚‹่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใง้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹้–“ๆŸ„: ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ๅœฐๅ‘ณใ ใ€‚ ็ŸฅๅŠ›300ใพใงไธŠใ’ใฆๅ–ๅพ—ใงใใŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅŠนๆžœใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎใงใฏใ€็ŸฅๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ ใจใใ—ใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไป•ๆ–นใฎใชใ„ไบ‹ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„......ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ‚ใใพใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใคใ„ใงใซๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๅ‰ฏ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฎๅ‡„ใๅœฐๅ‘ณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซ็—…ใ‚€ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใจใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žๅๅฃฐใ€ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’ใชใใ—ใ€ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ€ใจใชใ‚‹ใจ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใฎๅทฅๆˆฟใฏไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ‹ใ‚‰่‰ฒใฎๆŽกๅ–ใฏๅพŒๅ›žใ—ใ ......ใพใšใฏๅธซๅŒ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ญฒใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒใคใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ใคใถใ•ใซๅ„ใ€…ใ‚’่ชฟในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅˆๆญฉ็š„ใชๅ‘ฝใ‚’้€ ใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€‘ ใ€Ž็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใ‚’็ฏใ™ ใฎ็พ…้‡็›คใ€ใงๆดป็”จใงใใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€่€ไน…ๅบฆ250ใ€‘ ใ€ๅฎฟใ—ใŸ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝไฝ“ใฏใ€ๆฐธ็ถš็š„ใซๅŠนๆžœใ‚’็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€่€ไน…ๅบฆใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒ่“„็ฉใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅฃŠใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‘ ใ€ๅ„ช็พŽใชๆ›ฒ็ทšใจไธธใฟใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใ€‚้€šๅธธใฎ็ซใ‚’็ฏใ—ใ€ๆš—้—‡ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸ็’ฐๅขƒไธ‹ใงๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆฌฒใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚็ด”ๅบฆใŒๆœ€้ซ˜ๅ“่ณชใฎใ€Ž ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใไฟบใฎๆœ›ใ‚€ใ€ๅทฑใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ไธ€ๆญฉ้ฃ›่บใ•ใ›ใ‚‹้ตใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใฏใ€ใ‚ใฎ็Ÿญใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใงไฟบใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใƒชใจๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ไปŠใฏไบกใๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆƒณใ„ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ€ๅ–œใณใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ NPCใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒ่ชญใ‚ใŸใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†็†็”ฑใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ๅธซๅŒ ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฅฝใใซใชใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚’็ถ™ใในใใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ในใใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใญใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“Lv30ไปฅไธŠใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ™ใ‚‹ๆกไปถใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใจใ€‚ ็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใฎๅ‰ต้€ ใฏใ€็ฆๅฟŒใ‚’่ธใฟไพตใ™ไบ‹ใซไป–ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใฎๆ‘‚็†ใ‚’ๆปใ˜ๆ›ฒใ’ใ‚‹ๅคง็ฝชใซๅ€คใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ๆฅญใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆˆ‘ใฏใ“ใฎ่บ้€ฒใ‚’ๅฌ‰ใ€…ใจใ—ใฆๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใงใ‚ใ‚‹่จผใซไป–ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•......ใ€ ใ€ใจใ€Žๅฐใ•ใช็ฎฑใฎไธปใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ๅคๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๆบขใ‚Œๅ‡บใ‚‹้ป’ใ„้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๅณๆ‰‹ใซ้›†ๆŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใŸใช้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใ€ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’่˜‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎๅคงใใชไธ€ๆญฉใซใชใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใฆใ€‚ ๅณๆ‰‹ใŒ็†ฑใ„ใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใธใฎไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ใ„ใ–ๆฐธ้ ใซๆถˆใˆใฌ็„ผใ :ใ€Ž็„ผๅฐใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Ž็„ผใใ”ใฆใ€ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใงใ™: ......ใ€‚ ............ใ€‚
97 96 Stories Prestige Skills After Master Damon ended up being a bone and black dust wreck. : As we are in alliance with the Giants, we have gained 1% Experience in the Richie Damond Crusade: : Talo Lv6 Up to Lv7: In addition to the drop group of various equipment and materials, such a log would appear, but I wasn't even happy. "Harrah... the level has risen..." "Oh, why not? "Uh-huh... it's a mystery" "Well, I'm glad you're not changing that." "Mr. Lily, look at the complexion of Heavenly Master before you speak." "Was it Mr. Mina? Is there a grudge against you or me? Even Mr. Taro has decided to be happy to level up........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................... Apparently, the level of all our party members has risen. "Tallon?... Daijibu? "Thanks, hu" When I smile with gratitude, Hu moves his transparent feathers patterned with joy as usual: 'Yikes'. "Mina's representative Shite, Thanksgiving no Italian Kokoni, Sun no Angel I Lord" Yotun bowed his head sternly. "Nothing, this one hasn't done anything..." "No, we don't. Ha, ha, fruit tasaleta" Revenge... Indeed, the contract I entered into with my master was' to destroy those who destroyed the Titans'. Until then, the soul will never be freed and will continue to rise under the moonlight. then...... to see their status quo, where their souls are not called to heaven, even when they defeat our master, Richie Damond...... "Daga, King Yo......" "Resentful Enemy Richie Damond Kills Citemo, I Raga Soul Ha Liberation Saletay Nai..." "Soudana," Blade Guardian Lu Warrior Miru ". My Lano enemy, Dragon Domoja Weida, is alive and well, Toi Ukotoda..." I mean, it will. The Titans' souls have not been freed = the opponents who destroyed the Titans are still alive. Unless they destroy the dragons somewhere in the world, their souls will remain connected to corpses forever. The master, who knows how to save his soul otherwise, has already become a deceased. A little more, I don't have to wonder if you'd calmly wait for things to happen... but I couldn't easily blame them if I thought of the mood of the giants with years of resentment. "I, Lano Battle, Iha, the final Walanutoi thing, Ka..." Wait... I'm having trouble expecting too much. However, I also feel pity (fuzzy) when I see their depression when I say that I have just completed the Master Crusade of the Memorial. But now that I had lost my master, I didn't even feel that way. "Guys, why don't you get out of here already" I tell everyone I want to get out of the underground city of Jorn early. Mina and the others quickly convinced me that the number needed to return was critical due to the amount of "flash stone" left. Thus the search for a dungeon hidden in the basement of the Giant Cemetery closed the curtain. "Well, this is the end of the day...... thank you guys" Back in the pioneering city of Michelangelo, I thank everyone for hanging out with me again. "Thank you, Mr. Tallo." "Nothing like exploring a dungeon. Mr. Taro doesn't rely on me, so I don't have to offer him again." Heavenly Master, let's have another adventure together. " Push Mr. Lily's face away with your right hand, Mina says with a smiling smile. "I'd really like to be playing with you more, but I have business today, so you're already logged out. Heavenly Master, please cheer up." Hmmm...... I didn't know you'd even be worried about the younger Mina. I wish I didn't hold on as a man, smiling and nodding at Mina for her kind words. "Because it's okay now. Guys, thank you so much for your help today" Keep your head down with dust. Look at me like that, they all looked like they said something, but the greeting cuts up there too, and taps PT Dismissed. He still had an anxious look on his face, so this time waving with a gentle grin, the color of relief came back to everyone, so I turned my back and walked out Michelangelo's cobblestone. Incidentally, Wind Maiden's 'hu' has already run out of summoning time, so there's no sign of her on this occasion. From now on, I really wanted to focus on alchemy, so I'm still going to sew up a bustling street with high-level mercenaries (players) trying to attack the Ashes King at The Fairy Ball to rent George's shop about Okama. "I need to complete the assignment entrusted to my master first" As I go over my thoughts on the items and groups of materials that Master Damon has received, I think that speaking of which, I have increased my level, and I'm going to split my level points, 100 points, into stats. Talo LV7 HP80 90 MP80 (+ 10) 90 (+ 10) Power 1 Magic 14 Defense 2 Magic 8 Quickness 180 210 Intelligence 255 305 50 Skill Points Remaining Skill: 'Alchemy' LV30 : "Friends of the Wind News" LV16 All right. Still an intelligent and quick-focused stew, but I won't change policy. I won't bend, I'll pierce, but I'm in the mood. Convinced that something like this would be fine, the log accidentally occurred. : Intelligence is now over 300: : I have mastered the skill 'Fame': "What!? It was a low tension. It's me, but I can't help but raise my bare voice. Some of the Mercenaries on the Road (players) were watching this one in response to my surprise, so I'm a little embarrassed. It makes me walk naturally early. Some mercenaries (players) are after me with their eyes whispering something to each other, but, uh, ignore it. Let's focus on this new skill now. I just looked through the description. [Understands the relationship between mercenaries (players) and NPCs. You can also learn about your relationship with the various forces] That's all that was written. If you check the Ability section you are mastering.... Kuki...? I wanted to scratch a lot on a name that doesn't look like a fantasy. [Knows the target NPC and its relationship to itself. Effect range within 7 meters] [Consumption MP2] Hmm...... Know the relationship? I don't know, well. While discussing new skills like that, the familiar Hui Sword Shop Skills Arriving at George, I open the store door. "Ann et al. Angel, come on!" And, I think I heard my usual shimmering voice as a phantom, but I just checked with my friends list and George isn't logged in. So the voice of the inorganic female NPC echoed in the store, 'Welcome' as if it were an alternative, welcoming me in. She is a customer service NPC that George is hiring to buy and sell goods without. Blonde sinyon hair dull in apron. She makes a slightly plain impression, but I wonder if George might like this type, and I think he liked the guy again. "Oh, maybe it's just right to test your skills earlier" I just activated 'Wing the Air' into George's store number NPC. NPC "Millimone" : Relationship to Mercenary Taro Likeability [Good]: : Sometimes, Hui Sword Shop Skills in the pioneering city of Michelangelo Face-to-face pattern at George: That was all. Hmm...... plain. If the effect of the skills that could be acquired by raising the intelligence to 300 is such, it may be impossible to get a glimpse that the intelligence is garbage status. No... this skill is only a by-product of what you get as you increase your alchemy success rate. Just because it's so plain doesn't mean you need to get sick. I quickly lose interest in the skill 'Fame' and switch consciousness. "I don't have George now, then I can't use the secret workshop, so I'm behind in picking colors from the photos... Let's check out the items I gave away from my master first" While activating the ability "Appraisal Eye," I will examine each of the two items crumbly. [Creating the Most Initial Life in Alchemy] "Sparkling (Lantern) Lighting Life" [Can be utilized in abilities "Lord of Small Boxes" and "Compass of Synthetic Beasts (Chimera)"] [Endurance 250] [The living organism is permanently effective. However, when more damage than endurance builds up, it breaks] [Elegant curved and rounded lanterns. It is not a lantern made to light a normal fire and want light in an environment surrounded by darkness. "Clear Mine (Scare Crow)" of the highest purity is used, a spark bin (lantern) that can maintain the glow of life forever. Only a handful of alchemists can make this finished product] This was definitely the key to taking a step forward in my alchemy, which I wanted. Did the master get a good grasp of me in that short exchange... Now I touch the thoughts of my late master, and I feel joy. NPC, so I could read the status, or because it's a system, maybe for that reason. But I was definitely starting to like Master Damon a lot as an alchemist. Whatever you do, you have to refine the alchemy so that you can succeed to your master's will and meet your expectations. "Generate life, or..." This was the condition for opening up the Alchemy LV30 and above. The creation of life is nothing short of treading contraindications. A place worthy of the great sin of twisting and bending the management of nature. But I accept this leap as a delight. That is nothing more than a testament to being our alchemist. "Huhuhuhuhu..." : I have mastered the abilities "Baking Mark (Stomp)" and "Lord of the Little Box": Black magic overflowing from ancient books converges on my right hand side. This is the moment when we open the door to new alchemy. "Come on, let's do it" Yes, this... convinced that it must be a big step towards resurrecting the master. My right hand is hot. Be thankful for your master and let's carve indelible baking marks (and more) forever! : Alchemy kit 'baking' is required to use 'baking stamp': ...... ............
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352่ฉฑ ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใๆ‚ช้ญ”ใจ็‹ผ็”ทใฎๆšดๅ›? ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎ้…ไฟกใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎใชใƒผใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚“ใฎใ‹? ใŠใ„ใ€่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใฏใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใŒใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ‚„ใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใญ......ใตใƒผใ‚“ใ€ๅฌๅ–š่ก“ใ•ใˆใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใฎ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹็„ก่จ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ‹? ใใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒใœใ‚“ใฃใœใ‚“ๅผทใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใ€‘ใญใ€‚ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใฏใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใใ ใ‘ใฎไป–ๅŠ›ๆœฌ้ก˜ใฃใฆใ‚„ใค?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚ฅใ€ไฟบใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใจ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใง ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใ€ใใ‚Œๅๆกˆใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใŒๅ‚ๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใ€ ใคใ„ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใพใง็”ทๅญ็ฆๅˆถใ ใฃใŸใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎๆœฌๆ‹ ๅœฐใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใจใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใฎ2ไบบใฏๆˆ‘ใŒ็‰ฉ้ก”ใง้—Šๆญฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธๅฟซใใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹NPCใŸใกใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ‚‚ใ›ใšใ€2ไบบใฎไผš่ฉฑใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผ! ใ„ใ„ใญ! ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ้ก”ใŒๆญชใ‚€็žฌ้–“ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ‚’ๆ‹ใพใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใƒผใœใ‡ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใใ†ใ„ใ†็™บ่จ€ใฏๅพกๆณ•ๅบฆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚“ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใƒƒใ‚ฏ! ๅฅณใฐใ‹ใ‚ŠใฎNPCใƒใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‚’ไน—ใฃๅ–ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ‚ใŠ? ใ„ใšใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ ใƒใƒฃใ‚ญใƒƒใจใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ‚‚ใชใใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏใ€ใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใจๅ™จ็”จใซใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ใฒใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹้Šใณใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ–ฐใ‚ใชใ„ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ้ผปใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅฅณใ—ใ‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใฟใŸใ„ใช็”ทใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฃใฆไฟบใ‚‰ใฎๅŠ›ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใ‚? ใฏๆฒนๆ–ญใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅ‹ใกๅ–ใ‚‹ใพใงไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใชๅ‹•ใใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€ ๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๆŸฑใธใจใ‚‚ใŸใ‚Œใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏใ€็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ก”ใงไน้œงๆ–ฌ็ตตใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒๆŒใค่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎๆฉๆตใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ—ใ€‚ไปฒ้–“ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ฌผๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ......ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒๅŽ„ไป‹ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๅˆฉ็”จใฎใ—็”ฒๆ–ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใธใ„ใธใ„ใ€ใ‚ใƒผใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ก่จ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“? ใ ใฃใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใจใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ—ใชใƒผใ€ ็ดฐ่บซใฎใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใซใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๆตใพใ‚ŒใŸไฝ“่บฏใ‚’ใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒงใƒญใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ็”ทใจใ€200ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹ๅคง็”ทใฎใ‚ณใƒณใƒ“ใŒใ€็›ธๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใใ‚‹ใฎใฏ2ไบบใŒๆœฌ่ณช็š„ใซๅŒใ˜็‹‚ๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฎ็‹‚ๆฐ—ใฎๅใฏใ€Žๅฅณๆ€งใฎๆญชใ‚“ใ ๆณฃใ้ก”ใ€ใ€‚ ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‚ใญใƒผใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใจๅงซใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆ–ญใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅƒ•ใ‚‰ใ‚’ใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใซๆ‹›ใใ„ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ‹ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“ใ€ใŠ็›ฎใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ใคใฃใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹้Žๅ‰ฐๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹? ใ€่ทฏไธŠใ‚’ๆญฉใ ใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใƒ ใƒณใƒ‰ใ€‘ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€–ใŒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚็ง’ๆฎบใ—ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใญ? ๅฅณใฎๅญใฎๆณฃใ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒŠใƒผใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ“ใฏไฟบใ‚‚่ญฒใ‚Œใญใˆใ”้ฆณ่ตฐใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎๅบญๅœ’ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒฉใ‚ฒใƒฉใจไธ‹ๅ“ใช็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใŒใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ–ง้จ’ใ‚’ๅ”็ชใซ้ฎใ‚‹ไธ€้™ฃใฎ้ขจใŒๅนใใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏ ใใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฏใ€ๅƒไบบใŒ่€ณใซใ™ใ‚ŒใฐๅƒไบบใŒ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ็พŽ้บ—ใ ใจ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฃฐ้Ÿณใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็ดกใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใใฎ็พŽๅฃฐใซๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใŒๅซใพใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€2ไบบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒ่ปฝใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใ€ใ•ใใปใฉใพใง่ฉฑ้กŒใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใ ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ„ใชใ‚„ใ€2ไบบใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใฏไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆ้ ‚็‚นใซ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๆ†คๆ€’ใฎ็‚Žใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซๆŽงใˆใ‚‹็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆๅ‡ใ‚Šไป˜ใใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๆจชๆŸ„ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใงไป–ใฎ ใฏๅฒฉใฎใ”ใจใ็ญ‹้ชจ้š†ใ€…ใฎๅคง็”ทใงใ€ใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ๅฃใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใฎใใ‚Šใจๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ใใ„ใคใŒ่ก€่ตฐใฃใŸ็œผใงๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€ไธก่‚ฉใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใฎ็ญ‹่‚‰ใŒใƒœใ‚ณใ‚Šใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใฏ็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•้ฃŸ่€…ใจใ—ใฆ็‰™ใ‚’ใ‚€ใใ ใ—ใซใ—ใŸๅฝข็›ธใฏใ€ไปŠใซใ‚‚ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใ„ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆฎบๆฐ—ใซๆบ€ใกๆบขใ‚Œใ€ใใฎ่ฟซๅŠ›ใซๆฐ—ๅœงใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่€…ใŒ้™ใ‹ใซๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ไฝ“ๆ ผใซใฏ่‡ชไฟกใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ•ฐๅใ‚ปใƒณใƒใฏๅคงๆŸ„ใ‹ใคๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„็”ทใซ็จใพใ‚Œใฆ่Ž็ธฎใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใ€ใƒใƒƒใจๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ธใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใจๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚ธใƒผใ‚ฏใ€‚
356 Episode 352 The Tyrant Of The Devil And The Werewolf? "I'm broadcasting Krulus."Jack, are you watching? Hey, you're looking at it, right? " "It seems that this [Silver Angel] and his [I guess] head were fighting each other before we entered the [Night Fork Set]... hmm, it's not a big deal if we just do something about summoning magic, right?" "Was she the silent chick next to [Silver Angel]?"It looks even stronger that way, doesn't it? "[The silent hammer princess.]The [Silver Angel] is just a toddler, and it's just another one who wants to bring something delicious? " "Jacku, I'll fight with this guy in the arena event."I'll crush you. " "That's a good idea, Zeke. If [Silver Angel] is going to participate, then that's also true." At the home of the [Night Fork Group], where men were banned until recently, Jack and Sieg walked with my face.The conversation continued without concern for the uncomfortable staring NPCs. "Oh! That's great!" The moment the pretty girl's face warps, let's worship him! " "Hey, that's just the way you say it here."I was wondering why you put me in the [Night Fork Group]. " "That's right, Jack! To take over NPC Harlem, which is full of women, right?"Eventually, I'm going to steal the heavy sin skill from that cute slashing painting lady to make her cry ~ " Having taken out the knife out of nowhere, Jack began to play with the flickering knife.Sieg gazes at it boringly, snorting when he says he doesn't care. "But. The [Night Fork Group], which only had a woman in it, began to include men like us."That means we need our help, right?Isn't it okay to shrink such a painting to the opponent? " "No, I won't be alarmed by the Nine Fogs."We can't do anything bad until we win trust. " Jack, leaning against the pillars of the Mansion, recounts the Nine Mist Slash painting with a strange face. "For now, I want to reap the benefits of the ability of my head."Even my fellow sinners have the ability to demonize... that's a nuisance, and it's worth using. " "Sneezy, I'm so sorry, Jack."Still (...) be quiet, ah "Silent chan?" I thought. You can just leave him and the [Silver Angel] alone. " Zeke appeals to his blessed body with a slender Jack. The combination of a lewd man and a big man over 200 centimeters seems to be in conflict, and it may be that the two people are essentially looking for the same madness. The name of the madness is' The Distorted Crying Face of a Woman '. "Maybe that's what your head is aiming for."You invited us to join the [Night Fork Team] to separate the angel from the princess. " "Hah, your eyes are high, aren't they?"Isn't that overpowering to bring us in?[Demon Walking on the Street (Knife)] and [Ripping Jack] are called lunatics and you won't last for a few seconds. " "You're scared of [Werewolf Tyrant (Slope King) Siegmund]."Don't kill me for a second, okay?It's the best dinner to see a girl crying. " "Wow, I know. That's a reward I can't cede, either. In the [Night Fork Set] garden, there is a gelatinous laugh and a vulgar laugh. A gust of wind suddenly blocks such a hustle and bustle.It descended as quietly as a bowl, but with a pitch-black that was sure to drag it into despair. The question was spun by a voice that a thousand people would admit to be undoubtedly beautiful. But now the beauty of that voice includes mockery, and the two of them suspect that they have been taken lightly. As soon as they learned that the opponent who mocked them was the one they had been talking about before, their anger reached its peak in an instant. But the flames of rage froze as she saw the creatures behind her.Even the other mercenaries (players), with their usual arrogance, were so strange that they hesitated to storm. The second (...) behind her was a rocky, muscular man who came forward like a sledgehammer to protect the [Silver Angel].As soon as he stared at Mercenary Sieg with his bloody eyes, the muscles around his shoulders burst into excitement. As a predator, the figure with its fangs out is full of murderous aura that is said to be swallowed and killed at any moment, and those who have been forced to swallow their spit quietly. He was a confident mercenary Sieg, but a few tens of centimeters bigger and thicker than himself was about to shrivel up. Mercenary Jack and Mercenary Siegfried with a smiling girl.
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78่ฉฑ ๆฎ‹ๅฟตๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจ้ฌผ็•œใƒกใ‚ฌใƒ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆ!ใ€ ใฏใ€ไฟบใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใบใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ“ใซๆฝฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใง้‡Ž็”Ÿใฎ็Œ›ใ‚Š็‹‚ใฃใŸใ‚ดใƒชใƒฉใŒใ€ๅฐใ•ใชไบบๅฝขใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็ตžใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅฃฐใงใ€ ใ ใŒๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅคงใใชไธก่…•ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๆŽƒ่จŽใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใซ่…•ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅคชใ„่…•ใŒไนฑ้›‘ใซๆ‰“ใกๅ‡บใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงไธธๅคชใŒๅนใ่’ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅตใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…จๅ“กใŒใใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ๅฎถใฎ้š…ใธใจ้€€้ฟใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€้•ทใ„ใƒชใƒผใƒใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบใฎ่…•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ€็›ฎใ‚’ใคใถใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใ“ใžใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซไธก็›ฎใ‚’็ž‘ใฃใฆใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŒ......ใŒใ€ใ......ใŠใงใฏ......ใช ใ‚™ใซ ใ‚™ใ‚’ ใ‚™ใ˜ใงใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจ้ ญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใ€ๆœฆๆœงใจใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€Ž ใ€ใฏใ™ใใซ่‹ฆใ—ใใ†ใชๅ‘ปใๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ‚’ๅŠ›ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ๆฎดใ‚Šใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฃใก! ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ไปŠใฎใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅ›žใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œ! ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅณๅ…จๆป…ใ ใž!ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใจใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒƒใ‚ฏใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎ่‚‰ใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚ŠใจใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใซ้ŽใŽใšใ€ใ€Ž ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใฏใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ !ใ€ ๆฌกใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใซๅ‚™ใˆใฆใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—!? ใชใ‚“ใง!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ€ใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซ......ใ€ ใƒ‰ใ‚ดใƒƒใจๅœŸใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใใ‚ใใ‚Œใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกLv10 HP87/280 ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎไฝ™ๆณขใ ใ‘ใงใฃ! ใ“ใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ!? ใƒฆใ‚ฆใจ้•ใฃใฆใ‚ขใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŒ็›ดๆ’ƒใชใ‚“ใฆใ—ใŸใ‚‰ๅณๆญปใญใฃ!ใ€ ๅ™จ็”จใซๅœฐ้ขใ‚’่ปขใŒใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅผ•ใใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆ†ๆžใ‚’ๆ€ฅใ„ใงๅ…จๅ“กใซไผใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใƒผใ‚‹ใปใฉใญใฃใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ€Ž ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅทจไฝ“ใ‚†ใˆใฎ่€ไน…ๅŠ›ใชใฎใ‹ใ€้ก”้ขใŒ็ซๅ‚ทใงใŸใ ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใ€็„ผใ‘็„ฆใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒๆ•ตใŒๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ ชใˆใฆใชใ„ใช......ใ€Žใ‚ขใƒ”ใƒผใƒซใ€!ใ€ ๆ•ตใฎๆจ™็š„ใŒใƒŸใƒŠใธใจ็งปใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’้˜ฒใใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ๅฟƒ้…ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใใ‚“ใชไธๅฎ‰ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใซใชใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ใตใจใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ :้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎใƒใƒ•ใ€Ž ้ก˜ใฃใŸใ‚ŠๅถใฃใŸใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ„ๅญใ ใžใƒ•ใ‚ฅ! ใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นใ ใžใƒ•ใ‚ฅ! ใ€Žใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฃโ™ช ใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใŒๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใƒผ! ใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใคใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใŠใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ†ใ‚“? ......ไธŠ็ฉบใงๆผ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎๅทจไบบใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒ็†ใซใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€่‡ชไฟกๆบ€ใ€…ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒ่จ€ใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจ่ธใฟๅˆ‡ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซไธŠ็ฉบใธใจ้ฃ›ใณ็ซ‹ใคไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฟตใ˜ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญ! ใƒฆใ‚ฆใซใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’้ ผใ‚€!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆ! ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใฃใฝใ„!ใ€ ใ™ใงใซๅณๆ‰‹ใงๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๅทฆๆ‰‹ใงใ€Ž ้ฃ›่กŒ็ตŒ้จ“ใฏๆ•ตใฎๆ–นใŒไธ€ๆžšไธŠๆ‰‹ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็›ด็ทš็š„ใชๅ‹•ใใฎไฟบใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใŒ่ชญใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ้›ฃใชใไฟบใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใ€ใตใ‚ใ‚ŠใจไธŠ็ฉบใ‚’ๆ—‹ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ€Ž ใพใŸ่กๆ’ƒๆณขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใ„ใ€็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใญใ˜ใพใ’ใฆใ€ใ›ใ‚ใฆไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ„ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅฅฎ่ตทใ—ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใฉใ“ใ‹็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚? ็œผ้กใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใฎไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅŒ็œธใฏใ€ใใ†ๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ–ฐใŸใช็–‘ๅ•ใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใฃใŸไฟบใซใ€ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใŒใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใ‹ใ‚‰็™บใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‚! ใ“ใฎ ้‡‘้ซชใฎใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ”ๆฉŸๅซŒใชใƒฏใƒณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ไธฆใฟใซ้œ‡ใ‚ใ™ๅงฟใฏใ€ใพใ‚“ใพๅฅณๅญไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใชใฎใซใ€ใใฎ่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฏ้œฒๅ‡บๅบฆใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ“ใจ้ซ˜ใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ฆๆ–ญใฎๆžœๅฎŸ่‡ญใ‚’ๅŒ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณ ใฎๆดป่บใซใฒใ‚Œไผใ—ใ€ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ‚! ๅคฉไฝฟใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็ช็„ถใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซใฏใ€ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ—ใ€ใŠ็คผใใ‚‰ใ„ใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ”–็„ถใจใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ–นใธใจๆญฉใฟๅฏ„ใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆ•ตใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใƒ‰ใ‚ตใƒƒใจๅœฐ้ขใซๅดฉใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ€็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŠใ€ไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซไธŠๆ‰‹ใๆฑบใพใฃใŸใชใ€‚15ๆญณไปฅไธ‹ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ต็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚‚ใ€็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏไพฟๅˆฉใ ใชใ€ ็œผ้กใ‚คใ‚ฑใƒกใƒณใฏ็„กๆง˜ใช้†œๆ…‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ™้‡‘้ซชใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใ‚’ใ‚ฏใ‚คใƒƒใจๆŒใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚
79 78 Stories Pity Girl And Livestock Glasses "Yu!" Yuki, who was beaten by a giant zombie, looked like he was crushed by Peppunko when he saw it from me. It's like a wild fierce, crazy gorilla kicking a little doll. "It's okay." With a voice that would have managed to squeeze out, Yuki reports on her own survival. Looks like the blow was able to withstand. But the next moment, I spread my big arms and rarely started waving my arms around trying to sweep us all at once. The attack, in which thick arms were randomly launched, was as if the whole storm itself was a blow away. Everyone tries to escape that range, trying to escape to the corner of the house, but not from the arms of a giant with a long reach. "Guys, close your eyes! That's why I meditated on both eyes all the time here and struck "Flashing Stone" with a knife. "but... but what... now... I'm stuck..." How dare you hold your head and say, "The Giant Genealogical Corpse (Huge Zombie)" even though it is obscure. But "The Giant Genealogy Corpse (Huge Zombie)" immediately raised a painful groan and beat the ground to full force. "Eh! Taro, do that one more time! Once again, you'll be wiped out after such an attack! But that body doesn't even freak out. Everyone's attacking only took some meat, and "The Giant Genealogical Corpse (Huge Zombie)," freed from the curse of the light emitted by "Flash (Seiko) Stone," shook up his right arm. "The target is loose! It was Evening Fai (Yuki) who was preparing for the next attack, but the prediction is empty, and a warning is issued to Suguyuri. "Oh, me!? Why!?" "I should have skipped the 'appeal'......" The soil is fierce, and Yuki's questions are forced to be dispelled. Yuri Lv10 HP 87/280 "It's just the aftermath of the attack! This damage!? Unlike Yu, if Atashi did a direct hit, he wouldn't die instantly! As he cleverly rolls down the ground, Yukichi, who frightened the attack of "The Giant Genealogy Corpse (Huge Zombie)," speaks out in a dazed manner. Even as Evening Fai draws the attention of "The Giant Genealogy Corpse (Huge Zombie)," she hurries to pass on the analysis to everyone. "Nah, I see. My love sword, Big Wheel Fire Slash, has a weak attribute of Flame Attack, but it's been granted, and it's not because of that! I'm gonna have to slash it, slash it, slash it all. Say it! But whether it was the endurance of the giant or the burn on his face, his enemies never collapsed to burn. "Still, you're not enjoying this......" Appeal "! To prevent enemy targets from moving to Mina, Yuki activated his abilities just a little further away from everyone. I'm worried I can withstand another blow. When I feel such anxiety, the fuzzy assist log flows. : Wind Fairy buff 'Graceful Wind Whisperer (High Wind)' activated: Wishing or fulfilling. Good boy. Huh! It's nice, dude. Huh! "Taro no Taro. That light is suspicious. Yikes! Let's get rid of that light." Yeah?... it should make more sense to deal with the giant in front of you than to do something about the homunculus just drifting up in the air... Still, when I stomped off that there might be something for Hu to say confidently, I tried to approach Luna Homunculus, mindful of flying over Hu. Finally, the title is also switched to 'Rebels cutting ahead', where the critical rate increases. "Hey, Taro! Ask Yu for the potion! "Wait a minute! Sounds like you should take him down! I had already grabbed the knife with my right hand, so I would break one of the "Emerald (Emerald) Tears" with my remaining left hand and let Evening Fai's HP heal for about half. The flying experience seemed to be one of the better enemies. Was it easy for me to read ahead of the linear motion? Without difficulty dodging my attack, Fluffy and swirling over the sky, The Fake Soul (Luna Homncrus) is approaching me suddenly as it circles into my back. I get another shock wave. I think so, I'm forced to twist my body around, and I'm excited to be at least with one machete, and I look back. Yuki-kun was confused, and his gaze was flying over here as if he was convinced somewhere. You did it, didn't you? That's what my glasses, my handsome eyes, are asking me. That new question arose to me, and the answer came from right around the corner. "We did it! This is me! I saved your pinch! Shivering a blonde twin tail in the mood of one, even though she is still a junior high school girl, the gear she wears must be highly exposed. If someone were to say that a pretty girl mercenary (player) smells such a forbidden fruit odor, there would only be Mr. Lily. "Thank you for what I've done! Angels!" Her sudden appearance in this place puzzles me. But it's true that I was helped, and I have to say thank you. As everyone turns a blind eye to Mr. Lily, I walk up to her. "Quick story, this guy's an enemy too, right? Mr. Lilli fell to the ground and lay before us cramping his body, which was commonly seen during the state anomaly 'paralysis (Stan)'. "Oh, you've decided better than I expected. It's convenient for mercenaries under the age of 15." The glasses handsome lifts her glasses quickly as she looks down at the blonde Twinthe middle school student exposing her to an unparalleled ugliness.
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336่ฉฑ ๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๆŽดใพใ‚Œใ‚‹็›—ๆŽ˜็Ž‹ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใฃใ—ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰! ใ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใงๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ•†ๅบ—่ก—ใฏไฟบใ‚‰ใ€Žใ‚ชใƒซใƒˆใƒญใ‚น ใใ†ใ€ไฟบใฎๆ•ตใฏไปŠใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๆญฉใ้“ใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใฃใฆใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ™ใŒใ€ใƒœใ‚น! ๅฅดใ‚‰้Šƒใ‚’ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œๆ…Œใฆใ‚“ใชใ€่จ“็ทด้€šใ‚Šใซใ—ใ‚! ๅปบ็‰ฉใจใ‹ใ€ไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใฏไฝ•ใงใ‚‚้ฎ่”ฝ็‰ฉใซใ—ใ‚!ใ€ ๅผฑ้Ÿณใ‚’ๅใ้ƒจไธ‹ๅ…ฑใ‚’ๅฑๅ’คใ—ใฆใ€ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใ“ใ„ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใฎไธปๅผตใ‚’้€šใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ๆฎดใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใ€‚ ๅฅชใ„ๅˆใ„ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซ่ก€ใŒ้จ’ใใ€‚ ใ ใฃใฆๅฅชใ†ใฎใฃใฆๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ ๆšดๅŠ›ใจ่ฌ€็•ฅใ€ๆจฉๅŠ›ใจๆฉŸ่ปขใ‚’้ง†ไฝฟใ—ใฆไป–ไบบใฎ็‰ฉใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็‰ฉใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฎŸใ‚’็ตใ‚“ใ ใจใใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช่ชฒ้กŒใ‚„่ฉฆ้จ“ใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้”ๆˆๆ„Ÿใ‚’่‚Œใงๅ‘ณใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใซใ—ใฆๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€‚ ่ฆชใŒๆฑบใ‚ใฆใ€ๆ•ทใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ้ซ˜ๆ กๅ—้จ“ใ‚„ๅคงๅญฆๅ—้จ“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚......! ใ‚นใƒชใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใง็พๅฎŸๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ไฟบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใŒไป‹ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹่ชฒ้กŒ! ไฟบใซ็”ŸใใŸๅ……่ถณๆ„Ÿใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใ‹ใญใˆใชใ‚ใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆœฌๅฟƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใฎใพใพใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซๅนธใ›ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚กโ€•โ€•็”ทใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใง ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’็›—ใฟใ€ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใ„้Ÿฟใใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ †่ชฟใ ใชใ€ ใใ†ใ€ไบ‹ใฏๅ…จใฆ้ †่ชฟใซใ„ใฃใฆใŸใฏใšใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใƒˆใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใฎๅ‰ใƒœใ‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๅผทๆฌฒใ€‘ใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ใ€ไฟบใฎ็‰ฉใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็€ๅฎŸใซ็ธ„ๅผตใ‚Šใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎ ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒไธŠ็ด้‡‘ใ‚‚้ฆฌ้นฟใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้กใซใพใงๅพดๅŽใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ†ใกใŒ็ ด็ซนใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใง่ตฐใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใฎ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใงใฃใ‘ใˆใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใŒ่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚Šใฆใใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคšๆ–น้ขใงๅใฎไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒ›ใƒผใ‚นใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฎไธๅ‚ๅŠ ใ‚’็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆไธŠใ€…ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„้ก”ใ—ใŸใกใณใฃใ“ใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒ็œŸๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใกๅˆใ†ใฎใฏใกใฃใจใฐใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ›ใˆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ๅ˜็ด”ใชPvPใชใ‚‰ใ“ใฃใกใŒๅ…ˆๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใฐ้€ ไฝœใ‚‚ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฅดใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏใงใ‹ใ„็น‹ใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰นใซใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใจ ใพใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใจๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ‹็ญ–ใ ใจใใฎ่พบใฏๅๅˆ†ใซ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‘่„…ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใพใงๅœฐ็›คๅ›บใ‚ใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒ„ใ‚ณใƒ„ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆฅฝใงใƒใƒงใƒญใ„ๆŠ—ไบ‰ใ‚’โ€•โ€•ใŠใ„ใ€ๅพ…ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใชใ‚“ใ ......? ๆ•ตใจๅ‘ณๆ–นใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šไนฑใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดใซ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใซ็…Œใ‚ใๅ…‰ใŒ่ˆžใ„่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ„ใคใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใฆใ‚ญใƒซใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใฆใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใœใ“ใ“ใซใ‚ใฎใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใƒ›ใƒผใ‚นใŒใ„ใ‚‹!? ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏไฝ•ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ‚ใฎใกใณใฃใ“็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่ก€่ฟทใฃใŸใฎใ‹ๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใŸ! ๅฅดใฎๅ‡บ็พใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใงๅงฟใ‚’้š ใ™็›ธๆฃ’ใธใจ้€Ÿ้€šไฟกใ€‚ ใ€Žใฝ......ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ใฝ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚“ใชใฎ่ฆ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ๅ•้กŒใชใฎใฏใ‚ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ€ใ‚ใฎๆญฆๅŠ›ใ ใƒใ‚ซ! ใŠๅ‰ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใฎใฉใ“ใŒใ‹ๅผฑใใฆๅฏๆ†ใชๅคฉไฝฟใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ใ€Žใใฃใจๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ ใ€Žๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚„ใŒใ‚Œ! ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใ‚ฝ่ฑšใŒ!ใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใ‚’ๅˆถๅœงใ—ใฆใ€ไปฒ่‰ฏใใ•ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅฅ‡่ทกใฎๅพก่จ€่‘‰ใ ใฝใ€ ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชใƒใ‚ซใชไบ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใƒœใ‚ฑ! ใ„ใใ‚‰ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚็„ก่Œถใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ ใ‚! ใ“ใ“ใซใฏใƒƒใ€ไบŒๅคงๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฎๆง‹ๆˆๅ“กใŸใกใŒ100ไบบไปฅไธŠใงๆšดใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใž!?ใ€ ใ€Žใฝใ€ไปŠๆฐ—ใฅใ„ใŸใฃใฝใ€‚ๅ—ๆฑใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅฑ‹ไธŠใงใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฝใญใ€ ใ€Žใพใ™ใพใ™ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹! ใŸใฃใŸๅ››ไบบใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ ใ‚ใ€‚ๅคšๅฐ‘NPCใ‚’ๅพ“ใˆใฆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ใชใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰่ฑšใฎๆŽจใ—ใงใ‚‚ๅฟœๆˆฆใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใช!ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฐใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆๆฅใ„ใ‚ˆใƒ–ใ‚ฟ!ใ€ ๆŠ—ไบ‰ใฎ้—–ๅ…ฅ่€…ใŸใกใฏไธๆ„ใ‚’็ชใ‘ใŸๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎNPCใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซไบบ็‹ผใฉใ‚‚ใฎ่บซไฝ“่ƒฝๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใ€Žใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใƒˆใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใƒˆใƒฉใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใพใจใ‚ใฆ็ด™ๅฑ‘ใฟใŸใๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ„ใฆใฏๅ™›ใฟๆฝฐใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹......! ใ€Œ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใƒใ€‚ใใฎๅˆคๆ–ญ้•ใ„ใฎไปฃๅ„Ÿใ€้ซ˜ใใคใ„ใŸใชใ‚......ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆ•ดใ„ใ™ใŽใŸ็ถบ้บ—ใช้ก”ใซๅ”พใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„่กๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ ชใˆใ€็พ็Šถใ‚’็ด ๆ—ฉใๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็ฒพ้‹ญใฎ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ‰ๅพŒๅทฆๅณใธๆ‰‡็Šถใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ›ใ€ๅฅดใŒๅฌๅ–š? ใ—ใŸๅคงๅฅณใ‚’่ฟŽใˆๆ’ƒใคใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒๅฌๅ–šใ—ใŸๅฅดใฏๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใ˜ใฟใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใฉใงใ‹ใ„ๅ›ณไฝ“ใง็–พ้ขจๆ€’ๆฟคใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ๅฅดใฎ้€ฒใ‚€ๅ…ˆใ™ในใฆใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใพใ‚Œใฆใฏใ‚ดใƒŸใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ•ฃใฃใฆใ„ใใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!? ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใซใฏใงใ‹ๅฅณใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็›ดๆŽฅใ€Žๅฌๅ–šไธปใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’็‹™ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€‚ใใฃใกใฎๆ–นใŒๆถˆ่€—ใ‚’้˜ฒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ™่จˆใช็œŸไผผใ‚’ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ใ‚ใฎใงใ‹ๅฅณใฏไฟบใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹! ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ ใ‘ใ‚’็‹™ใˆ!ใ€ ๆ–‡ๅฅใฎ1ใคใ‚‚ๅใใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใชใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ€ใ„ใฎไธˆใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฟ”็ญ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใพใ•ใ‹ใฎๅฌๅ–šใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅคงๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‹!? ่จ€ใฃใŸใญใ€็‹‚ใ„ๅ’ฒใใช! ใ€Ž ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใฎ็ ดๅฃŠๅŠ›ใฏใ€‚ ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ™ใปใฉใฎใ€็ชใใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใœใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒๅทฎใ—่ฟซใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฏๅพก่ค’็พŽใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงๅฅณใฎๅ‰ฃ้–ƒใฎใ“ใจใ”ใจใใ‚’ไฟบใฎๅณๆ‰‹1ใคใงๅฅชใ„ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ็ตถๅฏพ้˜ฒๅพก&ๅฐๅฐใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’่กŒไฝฟใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒ็ด ใฃ้ “็‹‚ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆตใ‚ŒใŸใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆตใ—่ชญใฟใ™ใ‚Œใฐไฟบใพใงๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ใพใ—ใŸ: :ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆŒไธปใฏใ€Žๅƒๅค‰ไธ‡่Šฑใ€ใ‚’3ๅˆ†้–“ใ€ไฝฟ็”จใงใใพใ›ใ‚“: :ใ€Žๅƒๅค‰ไธ‡่Šฑใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅฅชใฃใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใƒปใƒใƒ•ใŒ3ๅˆ†้–“ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใซๅๆ˜ ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚3ๅˆ†ๅพŒใ€ๅฅชใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏๆŒไธปใซ่ฟ”้‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚‚ๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™: :ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น่ฃœๆญฃใ€ŽๅŠ›+450ใ€ใ€ใ€Ž็ด ๆ—ฉใ•+150ใ€ใ€ใ€Žๅˆบ็ช็ณปๆญฆๅ™จใƒปๅˆบ็ช็ณปใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธๆ•ฐ+200ใ€: :ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ€ๅผทๆฌฒใชใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆœญใ€‘ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏๆ•ฐใฏ2ๆžšใงใ™: ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ๅคงๆฆ‚ใ ใœ! ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚!?ใ€ ไปŠใพใง็›—ใ‚“ใงใใŸใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎไธญใงใ€ๅˆ่จˆ600ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅˆ†ใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ‰ไปฃๆœช่žใ ใ€‚ๅ˜็ด”ใซ6Lvๅˆ†ใฎไธŠไน—ใ›ใจใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใ‚“ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใŒๅˆบ็ช็ณปใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฟฝๅŠ ใงใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒ200ใ‚‚ไธŠไน—ใ›ใจใ‹......ใƒใ‚ฑใƒขใƒณใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ ๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใ ใชใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฌๅ–šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’้ง†ไฝฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŒใ€ๅฌๅ–šๅธซใฃใฆใฎใฏๆœฌไฝ“ใŒ่ฒงๅผฑใชๅ ดๅˆใŒๅคšใ„ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅผทๅŠ›็„กๆฏ”ใชใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’ใƒ•ใƒซๆดป็”จใ—ใฆ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใงใ‹ๅฅณใจไฟบใŒไบคๆˆฆใ—ใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซ้ƒจไธ‹ใฉใ‚‚ใซใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ“ใ‚“ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏใฉใ†ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใญ~ใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใซใฏๅคไปฃใฎ้บ็‰ฉใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไฟบใฎๅˆๅ›ณใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆใ€้ƒจไธ‹ใฉใ‚‚ใซๆธฉๅญ˜ใ•ใ›ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€ ใ€‘ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅฏพๅฟœใฎใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใŸใกใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใซใฏๅๅˆ†ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๆ”ปๅ‹ขใซใ€่‡ชไฟกใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒๆ•ฐ่ˆœๅพŒใซใฏใ€้–ƒๅ…‰ใฎ้›จใซใ†ใŸใ‚Œใฆใ‚ญใƒซใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚’ใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ช็„ถใจๅฃๅ…ƒใŒใซใ‚„ใคใ„ใกใพใ†ใชใ‚ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—โ€•โ€• ไฟบใฎใใ‚“ใชๅนปๆƒณใ‚’ๅฎนๆ˜“ใใถใกๅฃŠใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ‚ฑใƒข่€ณ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€่‡ช่บซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€‘? ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใชใ€ ๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใฆใ€ๅ››่‚ขใซใฏใ‚‚ใตใ‚‚ใตใ‚’ๅฎฟใ™ๅฏๆ†ใชใกใ‚“ใกใใ‚Šใ‚“ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใตใ–ใ€ใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚“ใช!? ใ€Œไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€‘ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ......ใ‹ใชใ‚ŠๅผทๅŠ›ใช้บ็‰ฉใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฝฟใ†ๅ‰ใซไฝฟ็”จ่€…ใ‚’ๅฃŠใ›ใฐๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ๆ‚ ใ€…ใจๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’่€ƒๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ไป•่‰ใฏใ€็ฏ€ใ€…ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒๆปฒใฟๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใฏ? ๅนน้ƒจใŸใกใ‚’็žฌๆฎบใ ใจ?ใ€ ๆ‰‹ๅกฉใซใ‹ใ‘ใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใŒใ€่จ“็ทดใซ่จ“็ทดใ‚’้‡ใญใฆๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใพใใฃใŸ้ƒจไธ‹ใŸใกใŒ......ใพใ•ใ‹็žฌๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏๅคขใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ™‚ใจๅฎŸ้š›ใซ็›ธๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้•ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฅดใฎๅœงๅ€’็š„ๅผท่€…ใฎ่ฆ‡ๆฐ—ใซๅ‘‘ใพใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซใ“ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใŸใกใ ใฃใฆใพใ ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฏ็„กๆ•ตใ ใ€‚ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใงใ‚‚ๅฏพๅฟœใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฎ็„ฆใ‚Šใฏๆถˆใˆใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซๅฅดใ‚‰ใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใงใ‹ๅฅณใฏใ€ใ‚„ในใˆๅผทใˆใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆไฟบใŸใกใฎๅฎŒๅ…จใ‚ณใƒณใƒœใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใงใŠๆŠซ้œฒ็›ฎใ—ใกใพใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸๅฐšๆ—ฉใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใง่ชฐใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใ“ใฎ็”บใงใ€้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆๅ‰ใซๅฟ…ๆฎบใฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆœญใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธ‹็ญ–ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‡บๅผตใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ˆใƒผใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’็„กๅŠ›ๅŒ–ใ ใ€‚ ๅฅดใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๅœฐ้ขๅ‘จ่พบใŒ้ป’ใๆŸ“ใพใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใฎๅผทๅˆถ่ปข็งปใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ่จผๆ‹ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅฅดใ‚’ๅญค็ซ‹ใ•ใ›ใฆใƒœใ‚ณใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€• ๆฌกใ€…ใจใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹้—‡ใ‚’ใ€็ฉบไธญใง่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซ้ฟใ‘็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ๆ‚”ใ—ใ„ใŒ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใˆใชใ€‚ ๅคง็ฝชใฎๅบงใซๅฐฑใไฟบใŸใก2ไบบใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จNPCใ‚’้Žฎๅœงใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใใฎๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใฟใ€ไฟบใฎ้‡Žๆœ›ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใšใจใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‰ใšใฎๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใญใˆใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎๆ–นใซใ‚‚ใ™ใงใซ2ไฝ“ๅˆ†ใฎๅฌๅ–š็ฃ? ๆˆฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใจใƒœใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉๅ‰ฅ่ฃฝใฎ้›ชๅงซใ€ๆฌกใ„ใงใ“ใฎใงใ‹ๅฅณใฎๅฌๅ–šใ€‚ ใ“ใ„ใคใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใฎPvPๆˆฆใซใŠใ„ใฆๆœ€ๅผทใฎ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒ็„ก่ฌ€ใชใฎใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใญใˆใ€‚ ๅ‚ฒๆ…ขใ™ใŽใŸๅฅดใฎๆœซ่ทฏใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใฎ้—‡ใŒๅฅดใ‚’ใคใ„ใซใฏๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ€ๅผทๅˆถ่ปข็งปใŒๅŸท่กŒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚ใ€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹? ๅ‘ชใ„ใจใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ‹ใ‘ใŸๆ–นใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜็›ฎใซ ็ตถๆœ›ใฎ็€ฌๆˆธ้š›ใ‚’่ธŠใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎๅฅดใฏใชใœใ‹้ก”ใ‚’ใปใ“ใ‚ใฐใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏใ€ๆ‚ชๅคขใฏ็ถšใ„ใŸใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸ้ป’ใ„ๆฒผใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ช่‡ช่บซใŒใฒใ‚‡ใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจ่บซไฝ“ใ”ใจ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฝ!? ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ใฝ!?ใ€ ใƒกใ‚ฟใƒœๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏใฝใ‚ˆใ‚“ใถใ‚ˆใ‚“ใจๅผพใ‹ใ‚Œใพใใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใใ€็‚บใ™่ก“ใ‚‚ใชใใ‚ญใƒซใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚’็ˆ†ๆ•ฃใ•ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใƒ! ใปใ‚“ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠใ„ใƒ‡ใƒ–! ใŠๅ‰ใฎๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏ็„กไบ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช!?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ€้–“ไธ€้ซชใงๅ‰ใซใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰็›—ใ‚“ใ ่˜‡็”Ÿใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒˆใƒ‹ใƒผใ‚ชใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ„ๅ‡บใ›ใŸใŒ......ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ™ใ‚‰ๅฎŒๅ…จๅๅฐ„ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฌๅ–š็ฃใ ใจ!? ......ใ‚ใ„ใคใฏไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใชใ‚“ใ !? ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏๅฌๅ–šๅธซใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใŒ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅฌๅ–šๅธซใชใ‚“ใฆๆฌกๅ…ƒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅผทๅŠ›ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ๅ€‹ไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆฌกใ€…ใจไฝฟๅฝนใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆMPใŒใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใž!? ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅฌๅ–š็ฃใ‚’ไฟๆŒใงใใ‚‹ ใใ—ใฆๆฅตใ‚ใคใ‘ใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่€้ชจใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๅพ…ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹!ใ€ ็ช็„ถใ€ใƒžใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ข็•Œใฎ้ ‚็‚นใซๅ›่‡จใ™ใ‚‹ๅคง็‰ฉใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใงใ™ใ‚‰ๅฎนๆ˜“ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใชใ„ไบบ็‰ฉใŒ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ้ฉšๆ„•ใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’็‹™ใ„ใซ็‹™ใ„็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใกใ‚“ใกใใ‚Šใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใ€ใƒžใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฎใƒœใ‚นใŒ่ฆชใ—ๆฐ—ใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ™ใ‚‹ไธ–็•ŒใŒใฉใ“ใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹!? ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใฎ็„ก่Œถใซใฏๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใ˜ใ˜ใƒใ‚‚่ƒธใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’็ง˜ใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ•ใญใˆใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚้Šƒๅฃใฎๅ…ˆใ‚ˆใ‚Š้‹ญๅˆฉใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใญใˆโ€•โ€•ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใ”่‡ช็”ฑใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ†ใกใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Žๆฎบไบบ่ซ‹่ฒ ไผš็คพใƒชใƒˆใƒซใƒปใƒžใƒƒใƒ‰ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใƒปใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฏใ€ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใใชใฃใฆใใพใ™ใ‚ใช~ใ€ ็›ดๆŽฅ็š„ใซใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใฎใ˜ใ˜ใ„ใซ่„…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ–‡่จ€ใ‚’ๅใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚„ใคใฏๅ›่‡จ่€…ใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’็ตถใ‚„ใ•ใšใ€ไฝ•ใ‹่ตคใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซไน—ใ›ใฆใฏไฟบใ‚‰ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ„ใคใฏ่ก€ใฟใฉใ‚ใฎๅกŠใงใƒ‰ใ‚ฏใƒ‰ใ‚ฏใจ่„ˆๆ‰“ใกโ€•โ€• ๅฏๆ„›ใ„้ก”ใ—ใฆๆป…่Œถ่‹ฆ่ŒถใŠใฃใ‹ใญใˆใ‚‚ใ‚“ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚“ใช!? ใ€Œๅฟƒ่‡“ใ€ๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใŸใฃใŸใฎไธ€่จ€ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎ ๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฟใฆใˆใช็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ๅฅดใฎๆ”พใคใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใฏๅฐ‹ๅธธใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎไธ€็žฌใง็‰ฉ็†็š„ใซใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใฎใ˜ใ˜ใ„ใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใ‚’ๆŠœใๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ‹!? ใใ†ไปฐๅคฉใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใŒใใฎๅฟƒ่‡“ใฎๆกใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅผทใ‚ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰่‚‰ใŒใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹็”Ÿใˆใฆใฏใƒ’ใƒงใƒญ้•ทใ„ไบบ้–“? ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใŒๅณๅบงใซๅฝขใ‚’ๆˆใ—ใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹......ใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใ„็ดณๅฃซๆœใ‚’ใ‚ซใƒใƒƒใจ็€่พผใฟใ€ใƒใƒƒใƒˆๅธฝๅญใฎไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅŒ็œธใŒใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ใƒคใƒใ‚คๅฅดใฎๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใทใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใจ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚้ก”ใŒใญใˆใฎใซใ€่ตค้ป’ใ„็žณใ ใ‘ใฏใใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ผใ„ใฆ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎบไบบใ‚’ไพ้ ผใ—ใฆไฟบใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใจใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๅงฟใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŠไปฒ้–“ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฎ ใ˜ใ˜ใ„ใŒๆฝœใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใƒžใƒณใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฎŒๅ…จใซไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใ€ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใงใใ‚‹ใจ่ฑช่ชžใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ€‚ ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใ‚’็‰ฝๅˆถใ™ใ‚‹ใŒๆžœใŸใ—ใฆโ€•โ€• ไธ€่งฆ่งฆ็™บใฎ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ˜ใ˜ใ„ใฏใƒ‹ใ‚ทใ‚ทใƒƒใจไฝŽใไธๅฟซใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ™ใ‚‰
340 Episode 336: The Digger Who Grabs His Heart "Whoa, you guys! This shopping street can't be our" Orthos (Family) "shimmer!" Yes, my enemies are in front of me now. If you're going to break into my walking path, I'm going to take it all away. But, boss! "Don't panic, do as you're trained!Make buildings and anything you can use a shield! " Quickly examine the status of NPCs in the family system by scolding both subordinates who make weak noises.Individuals with abilities that specialize in ambush attacks... Hit him, this guy, and the gunman. Everyone is desperate to hold their fists and punch each other to get through their claims. Blood roars at each other's battles. 'Cause it's gonna be fun to take it. Use violence and manoeuvre, power and manoeuvre to make someone else's belongings yours.When it comes to fruition, you can taste the sense of accomplishment with your skin rather than completing any tasks or tests. It's the best show and the best fun. Rather than taking high school exams and college exams, which my parents decided to lay down for me....!A thrilling and realistic challenge that my will intervenes in!I can only thank the world for giving me a living satisfaction. I'm so happy to be able to act on my heart's wishes. Ahhh - I'd love to see him come somewhere more than just be a man, but I'll try to take the top of this stinking city.I want to be the first one here and see how far I can get dyed.I wonder how far I can reach out to the outside city. Steal the city and take the country. That sounds good. Well done. Yes, everything was going well. Steal the Great Sin Ability [Greed] from the previous boss of "Face Nostrade" and make it mine. We will steadily spread the territory and cut off the area under their umbrella and put it under our umbrella. Recently, I have been able to collect up to an amount that does not make me stupid. And when we were running with the momentum of the bamboo rupture, the chance came down in the arena event. Dark Horse, famous in many ways, "Silver Angel" promised not to participate in the arena event. As far as I know, that cute little face will be a little foolish to cross from the front.If it's a simple PvP, we can't make it if we take the lead, but there's a big connection behind him. Especially, rubbing "neck hunting drunkards" is not a good idea.Besides, some of our cooperative mercenaries (players) buy weapons from the "Battleman" and others are taken care of by the "Sadie Stick". Now, you fully understand that "Silver Angel" is also a strategy against us. You're the only one who threatened me. So all we have to do is tighten the ground until the Arena Event begins. So, let's have an easy, frivolous struggle - hey, wait, what's that...? Suddenly, the silver glow fell on the ground where enemies and allies were disturbed. Why didn't he fall from such a high place and kill himself? No, not really. Why is that dark hose here!? "Hey, Gratonio, what's he thinking?" That pretty little girl showed up to see what she was lost in blood! Speed communication to your hidden buddy in friend chat at the same time he appears. "Po... Angel is attacking everyone here, po?" I don't know what you're looking at!The problem is that momentum, that force, you idiot!What makes you look like a weak, pathetic angel!? "I'm sure Angel-chan's god, Everyone's Friendly , is activated." Explain yourself so you can understand the meaning!This fucking pig! " It's a miracle word that suppresses everyone here and makes them friendly. Is there such a stupid thing? Bokeh!Whatever it takes, it's too rude!There are more than 100 members of the two main factions rampaging here!? Po, you just noticed. Looks like there's a [Night Fork Team] on the roof of a southeast building. " It's getting worse! You can't handle it with just four mercenaries.Somewhat NPC compliant.Fight back as many pigs as you can! Come out when you're done, pig! The infiltrators of the struggle had a momentum of surprise and appeared to overwhelm the surrounding NPCs somewhat. The werewolves are way too physically powerful to expect, and the "Faite Nostrad" guys are all in one piece, ripping them apart like paper scraps and chewing them apart...! "Silver angel. The cost of that difference in judgment is so high....." Suffer the urge to spit on that beautiful, too neat face and quickly grasp the status quo. I fanned the elite men forward, backward, left and right, and he summoned them?Intercept the old lady. The one Summoned by "Silver Angel" was a genuine monster.With that huge figure, I'll show you the fury of the wind, and everything he's going to do will be cut into pieces and scattered like garbage!? It would be better to target the "Silver Angel", who is the "Summoner", directly than to have his men take on a woman.You can prevent wear and tear. "I'll do the extra imitation, that woman!You only want Silver Angels! " You're gonna want to throw up one of your complaints. When I hit him with such thoughts, it was the summoned eldest woman who responded. "So!? I told you, blooming!"Thousands of strange flowers." Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa. That destructive power. I've never seen a line of thrust so full of sight. Yes, the desperate sight is imminent, but it is also a reward for me. I'll take the big woman's sword flash with one of my right hands. Use my Absolute Defense and Seal abilities to make Silver Angel look crazy.Looking at that, the smile was about to spill, but if I streamed the logs and read them, I was almost stunned. : [Your belongings belong to me (YOUR MINES)] stole the Giga Stooth ability "Thousands of Weird Flowers": : The stolen owner will not be able to use Millions of Flowers for 3 minutes: : Reflects to you for 3 minutes the status buffs you stole from Millions of Flowers. After 3 minutes, the stolen abilities will be returned to the owner and their status will return: : Status Corrections: "+450 Attack", "+150 Speed", "+500 Attack from Spike Weapon and Spike Abilities": : There are 2 remaining [Greedy Hands] in stock: "Oh, come on, that's about it!What the hell!? " I've never seen a total of 600 points of stats increase in abilities I've stolen before.It's impossible to simply put on 6 Lv.Plus, if I use Spike weapons and abilities, I'll get an extra 500 Attack Rating... too many Bakemon. "You're a real monster," Silver Angel, "he said.Apparently, they use their summoning skills, but summoners are often poor. " Take full advantage of this powerful card and let the woman in front of you and I engage, and in the meantime let your men kill the Silver Angel. "How about Silver Angel over there?" "I don't know, we have an ancient artifact." Follow my instructions and let my men use the Scroll Magic Paper that I kept them warm. "I wasn't actually going to use it here." That's the "Silver Angel" at the same time. If you receive that range of magic from multiple people, you won't be able to cope with it. I'll give you a confident smile on the offensive enough to make you regret what you did to us. When "Silver Angel" comes to mind a few days later, if you think of being exposed to flash rain and scattering the kill effect, nature and mouth will come to mind. But... It was the "Silver Angel" himself who easily destroyed my fantasy by turning into a chemo-eared beautiful girl. Hmm, is this [Magic Scroll]? Interesting. I tilt my neck and nail my gaze to this poor dick that holds my fufu in its limbs. Are you kidding me!? "Items that activate Magic just by using them... It's a pretty powerful artifact, but we need to destroy the user before we can use it." The technique of discussing items acquired with ease seeps from the seasons. "What, they killed the executives instantly?" I never dreamed that the men who put salt on their hands would be killed instantly... after training and strengthening them. It's as if you're actually opposed to rumors. I'm going to be swallowed by his overwhelming dominance, but I can manage. That's Silver Angel. But we still have a lot to do. Our complete combo (...) is invincible.No matter how much Silver Angel you can handle, my anxiety will disappear from that margin and I will respond calmly to their battle. The woman in front of you is strong.It doesn't give me time to make fun of Silver Angel.It would be premature to reveal our complete combo here. I don't know where they see me. It's a good idea to show off a special trump card in this town before the arena event. That's why I waited for Gratonio to come out, but now I've disabled the Silver Angel. It's evidence that Gratonio's Forced Transfer Ability was activated when he was dyed black around the ground. If we isolate him now, we'll... I think you can show me the darkness that is trying to swallow him one by one, and keep avoiding him brilliantly in the air. I regret it, but I have to admit it. I have to admit that the willingness to suppress all the NPCs on this scene with the two of us on the Great Sin throne is no less than my ambition. Besides, you already have two Summon Monsters for the [Night Fork Team]?Looks like you're waging war. So, the wind fairy and the boss character stripped snow princess, and then this big woman summoned. This is undoubtedly a Summoner of the same level as the most powerful Mercenary (Player) in a one-on-one PvP battle [Danger Zone (Red Zone)]. Still, the Silver Angel is reckless. The end of an overly arrogant man, that Gratonio's darkness will finally seize him and enforce his transfer. "Hey, you know what? If you put a curse on someone, they'll suffer the same thing." The man who is supposed to dance by the edge of despair can somehow fade. And the incredible sight continued the nightmare.After all, from the black swamp where the "Silver Angel" was supposed to be inhaled, Gratonio himself burst out of the body. "Po!? Why, Po!?" The metabolic Gratonio's body was pounding around, instantly, really pounding, and exploding the kill effect without any trick. "Chi! What the hell is going on?Hey, fat boy! Are you sure your big sin skills are safe? " Somehow, I was able to use the Revive Items I stole from Silver Angel before to rescue Gratonio... but even the abilities of the Grand Sin Skill are perfectly reflective Summoners!? ... what the hell is he!? I had information that Silver Angel might be a Summoner... but that's not the dimension of a Summoner. There's not enough MP to use one too powerful individual at a time!?I've never heard of a mercenary (player) who can hold so many Summoners in the first place. And this is extremely important. "Oh! Isn't this Milord?How long have you been waiting for this old bone to receive a call! " All of a sudden, it was a stunning fact that the big man who reigned at the top of the Mafia kingdom, someone we couldn't even get close to, appeared. The sight of the target (target) who was constantly aiming for his life approaching with a dialogue as if called by the "Silver Angel" was terrible and terrible. Where is a world where a mafia boss greets such a penis girl with affection!? I'm worried about Milord's indiscretion. But apparently this Jinny has something in her chest. The air that follows the "Silver Angel" does not emit fine dust. Rather, it seems to hit the air sharper than the tip of the muzzle. "No, hey - Milord. If you let me go, we'll be out of contact with the murder contractor Little Madhatter Ink." It was "Silver Angel" who could spit words that directly threatened Luciano's mistress, but he kept smiling at the monarch, and put something red on his hand and showed us. It's a bloody clot. It's pulsating. You have such a cute face!? "Do you want your heart to be gripped?" Just one word. How many mercenaries (players) here trembled in those words? It's not unusual for a smiling aura to be emitted by a real angel with such a beautiful face. No way, you physically pulled Luciano's heart out in that instant!? Yes, but the moment the silver angel strengthens the grip of his heart, the flesh will grow from him.Something like that took shape instantly... I put on my black gentleman's clothes and my eyes, which I can see from under my hat, are pounding into my nasty smell.Even though I don't have a face, my red and black eyes shine brightly... no, they're too creepy. "Lucky Luciano, is it faster to ask for a murder and kill me, or is it faster for the Phantom (Mutant) in front of you to cut your neck?" You've come to understand the way this city works. "Of course, my werewolves will bite their necks off before they tell their invisible friends something." "Silver Angel", which says that even the hitman Jiji is hiding can fully understand the position and deal with it at any time. Completely controlling Lucky Luciano. If you think of a one-touch atmosphere flowing, the jinji spills a faint, uncomfortable smile. "I like the arrogance of even nodding fate, Milord."
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ใ€ใฏไพ็„ถใจใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฎ้ ญไธŠใซไป˜ใใพใจใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅณใซๅทฆใซใจ้€š่ทฏใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใฆใฏ็งปๅ‹•ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ๅทจไบบใฎ่ถณ้ŸณใŒไธ€ๅ‘ใซ้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๆฐ—้…ใŒใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ถณ้ŸณใŒ่ค‡ๆ•ฐใ€้•ใ†ๆ–นๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒไฟบ้”ใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œๅฐๅฎ˜ใฎๅ‹˜ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใ“ใฎ่–„ๆš—ใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใงใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆไพ›ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ…‰ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใฏๅทจไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ™ไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ‚’ๆ‹…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจ!ใ€ ใŒๆ•ต่ชๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใฆใชใ„ใฎใซ......ใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใซ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆชๅ‹ใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’้ž˜ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใๆ”พใกใ€็ฅžๅฆ™ใช้ขๆŒใกใงใƒŸใƒŠใซๅฏพใ—ใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใธใจๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฎใซใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใŒๅทจไบบใ‚’ๅ‘ผใณๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใญใ€ ไฟบ้”ใŒใ‚ใฎๅฝทๅพจใ†็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใซ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ๅทจไบบใŸใกใฎ่ถณ้Ÿณใฏ้žๅธธใซๅฎ‰ๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบใŒๆ•ตใ‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพๅทจไบบใŸใกใจไผšใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏใƒœใ‚ฏ้”ใซใจใฃใฆใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใŠใใ‚‰ใๆˆฆใ†ใฏใ‚ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅทจไบบใฏๅผทๆ•ตใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅทจไบบใซไผšใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆฐ—ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใšใซใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใŸไธŠใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ๅฑ้™บใช่Šฝใฏใคใถใ—ใฆใŠใในใใ ใ€ ใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใฏใชใ‚‹ในใ้ฟใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐไธ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒจใƒผใƒซใƒณใฎๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใฏ็ช็™บ็š„ใชๅทจไบบๆˆฆใ‚’่กŒใ†ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใชใ‚‹ในใๅพ—ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๆŒ‘ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—! ใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅ€’ใใ†!ใ€ ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซ่ณ›ๆˆใ—ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅ„ใ€…ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ซ˜ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใชใ€ ็ฑ ๆ‰‹ ใ€Œใ€Ž้ฃ›็ฟ”่„šใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใ„ใ€้ซ˜ๅบฆใŒไธ‹ใŒใฃใŸใชใ‚‰......ใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚“ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใฎ็Ÿญใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒŠใŒใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ใ—ใพใ„ใ€ๅ‰ใธใจๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ ! ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๆ–นใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅœฐๅ‘ณใซ้ ผใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ€Ž ใ€Œใงใใชใใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใฏใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใจใ€Ž ใฎๆŒ‡็คบใซ้ ทใใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ในใๅœฐๅ‘ณใซใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅ‹่จŠใ€ใŒLv15ใซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒใ€Ž ใซ่ผใ้•ท้ซชใ‚’ใŸใชใณใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€ง็š„ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅ‰ใฏ็”ทๅญใงใ‚‚ๅฅณๅญใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ไธญๆ€ง็š„ใช้ขจ่ฒŒใง้ซชๅž‹ใ‚‚็Ÿญ้ซชใ ใฃใŸใฎใซๆฏ”ในใ€่‚‰ไฝ“็š„ใซใ‚‚้ซชๅž‹็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅฅณๆ€งๅฏ„ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“โ€•โ€•็งใฏใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚็พŽใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฃโ™ช ใ‚ฆใƒ•ใƒ•ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅ!ใ€ ้ขจใซๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’ใใ™ใใฃใŸใใ†ใซใชใงใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ญใƒฃใจๅ–œใถๅงฟใฏๅ‰ใจใ‚ใพใ‚Šๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ๅฟƒใชใ—ใ‹ใ€ไป•่‰ใŒๅคงไบบใฃใฝใใชใฃใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŠใผใ‚ใ’ใชๅ…‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€Ž้ขจใฎๅˆƒใ€็š„ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซๅฟตใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ‚€ใƒผใ‚“! ไปปใ›ใฆใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฃใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚Šใจ่…ฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้•ทใ„้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎ้ซชใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใŒๅฎ™็ฉบใซๆบถใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ขจใธใจๅค‰่ฒŒใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚......ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ้ขจๅŠ›ใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซไปฅๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ ผๆฎตใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ็จ‹ใฎ้ขจใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ใพใงใซใฏ่‡ณใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅ‰่ฆ‹ใŸๆ™‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ ใ„ใถๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใญ......ๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใชใใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจไฟบใŒใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ€ๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚่ถณ้ŸณใŒใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใพใงๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ•ตใ‚’้ ใ–ใ‘ใกใพใฃใŸใช......ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใพใŸๆ’ค้€€ใงใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„......ไฟบใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑŠใใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใง้ขจใ‚’ๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใฏใกใ‚‡ใƒผใฃใจ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใฃโ™ชใ€ 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ใฒใ‚‰ใฒใ‚‰ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นๅงฟใซใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ†ใฎใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ†็™–ใซใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ„ใใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฏไฟบใฎๆด่ญทใ‚’้ ผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅพ…ใฆใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ‡„ใ„ๅŠ›ๅผทใ•ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒƒใƒ•ใ‚ฅใƒผใƒณใƒƒโ™ชใ€ ใ‚ใฃใจใ„ใ†้–“ใซ8ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ่ฟ‘ใ้ฃ›็ฟ”ใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆ•ตใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ในใๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญ! ็„ก่Œถใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใช! ไธ‹ใซ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„!ใ€ ใŒ้ฌผๆฐ—่ฟซใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๅ–š่ตทใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’ๆ‰•ใ„็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฟ‘ใใงๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ๅ†™็œŸใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Ž้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ˆใƒผใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจ็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใฎไธญใซใฏๅฐไบบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”Ÿใ็‰ฉใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸๅๅฟœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸไฟบใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠใฏไปฒ้–“ใฎใƒ”ใƒณใƒใŒใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ™้ขจใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใฎใพใพใซๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ€Ž ใฏไฝ•ใฎๆ‰‹ใ”ใŸใˆใ‚‚ใชใๆ•ฃใฃใฆ่กŒใใ‹ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใŒโ€•โ€• ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ„ใ‚’ๅฏŸใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใฃใ•ใซไฟบใฎๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใŸๅˆƒใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใใใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎใพใพไฟบใฎไธ‹ใธใจๆฝœใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ฃ›่กŒใ—ใ€ไปŠใพใงใซใชใ„็จ‹ใฎๅ…‰้‡ใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใƒใƒใƒƒใจๆ„Ÿ้›ปใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ปฝใ„่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ไฟบใฏไธŠใธใจๅผพใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ไปŠใฎใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒญ HP12/80 ไปŠใฎใฏ......่กๆ’ƒๆณข? ่ฟ‘ใฅใใจ็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹้กžใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‹? ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญ!? ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹!?ใ€ ใŒๅซใณใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ›ดใซไฟบใธใจ่ฟฝใ„ๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€ใ‚’้ ใ–ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ขจใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใจใฃใฆใฏไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใฎๅๆ’ƒใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ้ขจๅœงใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใซๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ€Ž ใŒใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒƒใจๅœฐ้ขใซ็€ๅœฐใ—ใ€้…ใ‚ŒใฆไฟบใŒใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒ•ใƒฏใƒชใจใฟใ‚“ใชใฎ่จฑใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸใชใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใชใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็„ก่Œถใ—ใ™ใŽใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใพใใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใžใ€‚ไบบ้ญ‚ใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅ€’ใ—ใŸๅพŒใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅทจไบบใŸใกใŒ่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆˆฆไบคใˆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„......ใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ใใฎๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰้€€ๆ•ฃใ—ใ€ใใใใ•ใจใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ‚’่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ็งปๅ‹•ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใฎ็™บๅ…‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅทจไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใฎๆ–นใซ่ช˜ๅฐŽใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใญใ€ ๅœฐ้ŸฟใใŒใ ใ„ใถ้ ใใซใชใฃใŸๅœฐ็‚นใงใ€ ็พๆ™‚็‚นใงใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใฏๅค•่ผใชใฎใงใ€ๅค•่ผใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐไฟบใ‚‚ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸๅ…ทๅˆใงใ‚ณใ‚ฏใ‚ณใ‚ฏใจ้ ทใใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆตใ‚Œใซไน—ใฃใฆไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ€ๆ–น้‡ใฎๆ–นใ ใŒ......ไฟบใŸใกใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใŒๆŒใคๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅคงไบ‹ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅ ดใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใช็พ่ฑกใฏๅˆใ‚ใฆ่žใใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚ใฃใฆ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญ้–ฃไธ‹ใฎ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚ใ‚Šใใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ......ใ“ใ“ใงใฏๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚„่€ƒใˆใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซไปŠๅพŒใฎๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๆœ€ๅ–„ใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ็ด ็›ดใซ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎๅˆๆ„ใงใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎ็ทๆ„ใฏๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฌกใซใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใƒฆใ‚ฆใŒใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใŒใ‚„ใฃใฆใฟใฆใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใฏไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใงใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚’ไธŠ็ฉบใซ่กŒใ‹ใ›ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€‚ใ‚ใใ“ใงใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใซ้ ่ท้›ข้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ’ƒใŸใ›ใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใฎๅˆคๆ–ญๅŠ›ใฏไฟก้ ผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใใ“ใงๆดพๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธŠใ‚’ๆณณใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฒใ‚„ใƒใƒงใ‚ฆใƒใƒณใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฎๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฏๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใฃใฆๆๆกˆใ—ใฆใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญใ€‚ๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใชใ‚‰็›ฎ็ซ‹ใค้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚‚็™บๅ‹•ใงใใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎใ•ใชใ‹ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใฏใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ„่ญ˜ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒŸใƒŠใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ๆ’ƒใคใชใจๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚’ๅ˜็‹ฌใงใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบ้ญ‚ใซ็ชๆ’ƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธŠ็ญ–ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใŒไฟบ้”ใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใงใ„ใ„ใช?ใ€ ใฏใ‚ขใƒƒใ‚ตใƒชใจ้žใ‚’่ชใ‚ใ€ไฟบใ‚’ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€‚ไฟบใฏใƒฆใ‚ฆใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใซๅ’„ๅ—ŸใฎๆŒ‡็คบใชใ‚“ใฆๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใง้€šใ‚Šใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใŒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใŒใ‚„ใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใ€ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’่€ƒใˆใคใคใ‚‚ใ€็Šถๆณใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไธŠใงใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’็‰ฝๅผ•ใ—ใฆใ„ใใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ“ใชใ›ใ‚‹่‡ชไฟกใŒใ€ไฟบใซใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅค‰ๆ›ดใ—ใ‚ˆใ†?ใ€ ไฟบใฏไบŒไบบใฎใใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒใƒกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ€ๅ‰็ฝฎใใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๆŽข็ดขใซใŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€็พๆฎต้šŽใงใฎใƒœใ‚ฏ้”ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใฎ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ†ใ€ ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ๆ”ป็•ฅใฎ ใŒไบคไบ’ใงไฟบใ‚’ใŸใŸใฟใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบ้ญ‚ใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใซ่‡ช็ˆ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใฃใฆใ„ใ†่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใจใ„ใ†่ฒด้‡ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใจใ„ใ†ๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆคใˆไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎ็”Ÿๅญ˜็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใซใ‚‚ๅˆ†ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸไบ‹ใ ใ—ใ€ใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใฏใƒฆใ‚ฆใฎใพใพใงใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใใฃใใฃใใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅˆใ†ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏไฟบใŒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒชใƒผใƒ€ใƒผใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Œใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ–ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ™ใ‹ใ•ใš ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎ็”Ÿๅญ˜ใŒใ€ไฟบ้”ใซใจใฃใฆๆœ€้‡่ฆใ ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‚’่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸใ†ใˆใง่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€ ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏไผใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏใ—ใถใ—ใถใจไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚นใƒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใƒ–ใƒใ‹ใพใ™ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ๆดพๆ‰‹ใซใ‚„ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใซใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๅŠฉใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฎฟ?ใ€ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใใ‚ใˆใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใฎ็ตกใฟใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฟƒใชใ—ใ‹ใ€ๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ้ผปใ‚’ใ™ใ™ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใฎใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ้ ผใ‚Šใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚‰ใฏใ‚‰ใ€ใŠไธ‰ๆ–นใฏใ„ใจไปฒ่‰ฏใใ“ใจใ‹ใชใ€ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใฏใ‚ใˆใฆใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใซไน—ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง้€šใ‚Šใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใˆใ‚‹ใ€ๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Š่ง’ใซๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚’ๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจ......ใ€‚ ใ€ๆ•ฐๅŒนใฎ้’็™ฝใ„็‡ๅ…‰ใ‚’ไผดใฃใŸใ€ใŠใžใพใ—ใ่…ๆ•—ใ—ใŸๅทจไบบใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅทจไบบใฎใ‚พใƒณใƒ“......?ใ€ ใฎๆๆกˆ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใพใšใฏๅทจไบบใŒๆ•ตใ‹ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็Šถๆณใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ๆš—ใŒใ‚ŠใฎๆœฝใกใŸ่ก—ใ‚’ๅพ˜ๅพŠใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่…ใฃใฆใใ†ใชๅทจไบบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒใ„ใŸใ‚ใญใ€ ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒใƒ’ใ‚ฝใƒ’ใ‚ฝใจ่ชžใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€‚ใฉใ†่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใชใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ‚พใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใญ......ใ“ใ“ใฏๅฑ้™บใ‚’ๆ‰ฟ็Ÿฅใงใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎๅฎถๅฑ‹ใซไพตๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบบ้ญ‚ใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ๅทจไบบใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใŒๅคงใใช้“ใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸไบ‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชๅฎถใ‚’้ธใณใใฎๆ‰‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅทจไบบใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใจใ„ใ†ใ ใ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆ‰‰ใฎ่ฆๆจกใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ้€ ใ‚ŠใŒ้‡ๅŽšใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใฏๅคงๅž‹ใƒˆใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธธใ€…ๅ‘‘ใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใƒˆใƒณใƒใƒซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใŠใพใ‘ใซไธก้–‹ใๅž‹ใฎ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€้‡ใ™ใŽใฆๆŠผใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹้–‹ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ๆŠผใ—ใฆใ€ 7ไบบใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจใ“ใ˜้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ€ใ‚บใ‚บใ‚บใƒƒใจ็Ÿณใจๅœฐ้ขใŒๆ“ฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹้Ÿณใซใƒ“ใ‚ฏใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€ๅŒใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใšใ‚‰ใ›ใŸ้š™้–“ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚Š่พผใพใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ ไธ€ๆฏใคใ้–“ใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅทจไบบๅฎ…ใธใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ‘ใƒƒใจ่ฆ‹ใฏไฝ•ใฎๅค‰ๅ“ฒใฎใชใ„ๆฐ‘ๅฎถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้•ทๆ–นๅฝขใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซใฏใ€ๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใฎไธญใซใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ€ๆค…ๅญใ€ๆฃšใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใชใฉใฎๅฎถๅ…ทใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€้šŽๅปบใฆใฎๅฎถใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใซใฏๆใ‚ใ—ใๅคฉไบ•ใŒ้ซ˜ใใ€ไบบ้–“ใซใจใฃใฆใฏไบŒ้šŽๅปบใฆใฎๅฎถใจ้œ่‰ฒใชใ„ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ‚‚ใŒๅคงใใ„ใช......ใ€ ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎ็‰ฉใŒไฟบ้”ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ ๆค…ๅญใชใ‚“ใ‹ใฏใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๅบงใ‚Œใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ่ถณใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹่ชฐใฎ่บซ้•ทใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใช?ใ€ ๅฎถใฎ่ฆๆ ผใŒใƒฏใƒณใƒซใƒผใƒ ใจใ„ใ†่‡ณๆฅตๅ˜็ด”ใช้€ ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€ๆŽข็ดขใฏๆฅฝใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใพใจใ†็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๅ’Œใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅทจไบบใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใฏใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......ๆ‰‹ใซ่ฒ ใˆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅ ดใ€ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹็™ฝ้ชจไฝ“ใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€่‚‰ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ€ ใใ—ใฆๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ”ป็•ฅ่ซ‡็พฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏใ‚ขใƒฌใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใซ่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅคงใใ•ใง......้ชจใ ใ‘ใชใ‚‰ไฝ•็™บใ‹ใฏใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€่‚‰ใฎ่ณช้‡ใŒไผดใฃใฆใฎไธ€ๆ’ƒใ ใจใ€ๆญฃ็›ด่‡ชไฟกใŒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ......ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ‚ใฎๅทจไบบใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€่‡ช็„ถใจใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๆฒˆ้ป™ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบ้”ใงใฏใ€Žๅทจไบบใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใ€ใซ็ซ‹ใกๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใซใฏใ€็›ธๅฝ“ใชใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใŒ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ๅผทๆ•ตใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ๅผฑ็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใญใƒผใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใŒ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ„›ๅ‰ฃใ€Žๅคง่ผช็ซๆ–ฌใ€ใ‚’ๆŠœใๆ”พใกใ€่ตคใ„ๅˆ€่บซใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅผฑ็‚นใ‹......ใ€‚ใ›ใ‚ใฆใ•ใฃใใฎๅทจไบบใ‚’ใ€ŽๅคใณใŸใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ€ใงๆ’ฎใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ†™็œŸใจใ—ใฆๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅŽ้›†ใงใใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใฎใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒœใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฑ้™บใฏๅ†’ใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆๅคงไฝใ€ใ”ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™......ใ€ ๅทจไบบใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€้ ญใ‚’ใฒใญใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใซRF4-youใ“ใจใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใˆใฃใจใ€ใšใ„ใถใ‚“้œ€่ฆใฎไฝŽใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒ! ่‰ฒใ€…ใ€ใใฎ......่ฆณๅฏŸใ‚’! ๆ•ตๆƒ…่ฆ–ๅฏŸใซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใพใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒ! ใ“ใฎ่–„ๆš—ใ„้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ๅฐๅฎ˜ใฎ็›ฎใฏใ€ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‹ใฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใจใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ‹่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ—ใŸใฎใฏ......ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‘ใฉๆŽ›ใ‘ๅธƒๅ›ฃใŒไฝ•้‡ใซใ‚‚ใ‹ใถใ•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ€็‰นใซๆณจ็›ฎใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‚นใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใธใจไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ช˜ๅฐŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใงใ€ไฟบใ‚„ใƒŸใƒŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้ ญใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่บซ้•ทใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ‚„ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€่ƒŒไผธใณใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ่ฆ—ใใ“ใ‚€ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‹˜ๅผใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใฃใ‚ใƒผ......ใ€ ใ€ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎๅ››ไบบใŒใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไธๅ‰ใชๅฃฐใ‚’ๅใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“ๅˆใฏ......ๅธƒๅ›ฃใซใปใจใ‚“ใฉ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใฏใฟๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎ่ฆ‹้–“้•ใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๆทกใ€…ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๅฏใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ไฟบใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใธใจๆฟ€ใ—ใๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚ฐใƒญใ„ใฎ้–“่ฟ‘ใง่ฆ‹ใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒก! ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅนผๅญใซใฏ็›ฎใซๆฏ’ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๅทจไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใชๅญไพ›ใซๆ‚ชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฏ่ฆชใ˜ใฟใŸ้ขใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’้ฎใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฏไฟบ้”ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ๆ‰‹ๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚ŠใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใŠใในใใ ใ€ ใ€Œ้–ฃไธ‹ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใกใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹?ใ€ ใ‚„ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๅˆใ„ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ไผธในใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆธ‹ใ€…็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใŒไบ†ๆ‰ฟใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบใฏ่„šใซ่ปฝใๅŠ›ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ‚ใใ‚ŒใŸๆŽ›ใ‘ๅธƒๅ›ฃใฎไธ‹ใซใฏใ€่‚‰ใŒ่…ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŸใ ใ‚ŒใŸ้ก”้ขใ€้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใŒๆฟ€ใ—ใๆŠœใ‘ใŠใกใŸใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚‚็„กๆฎ‹ใชๅทจไบบใฎ้ก”ใŒ้™ใ‹ใซ็žผใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆž•ใฎไธŠใซไน—ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใใ‚บใƒฌใฆๆจชใŸใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ…......ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใใ ใ—ใใ†ใชๆฐ—้…ใŒใ—ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅทจไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็œŸไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅทจไบบใฎใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใ‚’ใ˜ใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใ€ŽๅคใณใŸใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ•ใฃใใๅ†™็œŸใซๅŽใ‚ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซๆญปไฝ“ใฎๅ†™็œŸใ‚’ๆ’ฎใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎๅฐคใ‚‚ใชๅ˜†ใใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€็ถšใ„ใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒฃใฃใจใ‚ทใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใƒœใฎๅ…‰ใŒไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘้ƒจๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ—ใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€ใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ€‘ ใ€ใ€ˆ้—‡ๆœˆใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ€‰ใŸใกใŒๆฐธ้ ใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€็Š ็‰ฒใจใ—ใฆๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใ†ใ€ˆ้—‡ๆœˆใฎ่ช“ใ„ใ€‰ใ‚’ๅฟœ็”จใ—ใ€็พไธ–ใซใใฎ่‚‰ไฝ“ใจ้ญ‚ใ‚’็•™ใ‚ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ˆ ้—‡ๆœˆใฎ้จŽๅฃซใจใ‹ใ€ๆฐธ้ ใฎๅŠ›ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใซใ€ไฟบใฎๅฟƒใฏๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ้‡ๅคงใชใƒญใ‚ฐใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€ๅซŒใชๆ‚ชๅฏ’ใŒไฟบใฎ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไปŠใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใง้™ใ‹ใซๆจชใŸใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบใฎๆญปไฝ“ใฏ......ๅ€’ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ๆญปไฝ“ใงใฏใชใ„? ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹!? ๆญปใ‚“ใ ใฎใงใฏใชใใ€ๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใช......ใ“ใ„ใคใฏใ€ ใ€Œใพใšใ„ใžใฟใ‚“ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไบบ้ญ‚ใฟใŸใ„ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ“ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ! ใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ™ใใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซ้–‹ใ„ใŸๆ‰‰ใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ใฏไฟบ้”ใ‚’ใ‚ใ–็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒ’ใƒงใ‚คใฃใจๅทฆใธใจ้ฟใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๆœˆๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆจกใ—ใŸๅ…‰ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€ใฎๅ†™็œŸใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่ชฌๆ˜Žใงใฏใ€ๆœˆๅ…‰ใงๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€‚ ๆœˆใซ็›ธๅใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๅคช้™ฝ? ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใซใฏๅคช้™ฝๅ…‰ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ‹? ไฟบใฏๅคช้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅฎฟใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Š7ๅ€‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€Ž ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆณจๆ„ใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅผ•ใไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้€™ใ„ไธŠใŒใฃใŸๅทจไบบใฎใ‚พใƒณใƒ“ใฏ
78 77 Stories Hidden Cities Jorn (2) "By the way..." "Footsteps, haven't you grown up? Indeed, the vibrations that rock the ground with Zuchinzucin are greater than earlier. Besides, that interval seems to be getting faster and faster. "Taro saw it, is a giant approaching? "This speed, maybe you're not running? "I don't know, but I think we should move out of here. Guys, let's go." Evening Fai (Yuki) quickly came to a conclusion in anticipation of the shaky night, and we rushed out of the city where darkness and silence descended. That's the only big building that creates a shadow that hides us. It was a convenient environment for me to escape, and I could avoid running into giants to see if it had been successful in choosing a path that was as narrow and moving as possible. But there was a problem. "You're following that light." "Luna Homunculus" was still stuck over our heads. Furthermore, to the right and to the left. Even though the passage is broken repeatedly, there is no indication that the giant's footsteps have always left. On the contrary...... "Multiple footsteps, coming closer and closer from different directions? "Quick story, you mean something's leaking our place? "No way......" "A petty officer's inquiry is saying. That's the only way." In this dim city, he said, the identity of the light that provides the slightest light bears some role in calling the giant. "We need to do something about that light! It didn't take long for Yuki to certify an artificial life form (Homunculus) drifting over the building as an enemy. "But that light hasn't attacked me... okay? My gentle cleric looks up at the artificial life form (Homunculus) with concern, and confirms it to Yuki. My best friend pulls his sword out of his sheath and shakes his neck sideways against Mina with a mysterious face. "Assuming that light is calling the giants." Until we were discovered in that wandering white light, the giants' footsteps were very stable. "I think it's too bad for us to keep seeing the Titans like this because we don't know if they're enemies or allies." Probably a giant would be a mighty enemy if we started fighting. "So I want to decide what to do, even if I want to see a giant, after a sneak observation from this one without being distracted by the other" "Quick story, dangerous buds should be crushed" I want to proceed with the offensive of this underground city of Jorn, avoiding the risks as much as possible. I don't want to have a sudden giant fight for that, I want to try it with as much information as possible in advance. "All right! Let's knock that light down! I agree with Yuki and pull out the knife. In response, everyone set up their own weapons. "But there's nothing you can do about it." The cage hand (gauntlet) is treated as a bee, and the shaking night (hence) is rarely groaned. "Can't you reach it with 'Flying Legs'? "Almost, if the altitude has dropped... maybe we should" Mina, who was listening to a short exchange between two of her best friends, made a mace and stepped forward. "Then I will! "Mr. Mina, that's no good! Talo, can you ask for some more plain? I stopped Mina from attempting to unleash a magical attack on the "Fake Soul (Luna Homncrus)," and Evening Fai (Yuki) has instead assigned me the means to attack her. "Maybe you can't." There are three ways I can take a Ranged Attack: Items "Launch Fireworks (Small)", "Melting Water (Wotalard)", and Wind Attack with Wind Fairy Hu. Nodding to Yuki's instructions, I think about what to choose. They told me to be as plain as possible, so 'Launch Fireworks (Small)' wouldn't work. Then, the skill "Friends of the Wind Fairy News" was uploaded to LV15, and I am also interested in Fu's evolution to "Wind Maiden (Silf)". Let's summon Hu here to verify the power of the various buffs while also checking what these are. It was a feminine hu with long, glowing hair in emerald. Previously, she was physically and hairstyle closer to a woman than she had short hair with a neutral appearance that was neither male nor female. "Taro - I became the Wind Maiden." "Yeah. It's so beautiful." "Talo no talo eh Woof hoo! I can't seem to tickle my own hair shaking in the wind, and the way I'm happy with the cat doesn't seem much different than before though. I don't have a heart or it feels like my trick is grown up. Fingering her cheeks like that, I look back at the moon-burning fake soul (Luna Homunculus). And I think hu wants me to fly a 'wind blade' thing toward the blurry light. "Mm-hmm! Leave it to me, Taro." When Hu rubbed his hair longer than his hips, he found it transformed into wind as if the tip of his hair were dissolving in space. "Yep! "Ah..." Hu's wind did rise more dramatically than before. But it didn't seem like it was enough to create enough wind to tear the enemy apart. "You're a lot different than I saw you before... I hope so" Only Mina Yukari sees what Hu and I have done and shares her soft feelings. "Yuichi, it's not like I'm talking about swallowing. He said the footsteps were right around the corner." "That said, then you've kept your enemies away... there's nothing you can do, but retreat again? Yeah, I failed brilliantly. But you should still be able to do it. "No... I might get it. Huh, ever deliver the wind that far? "It's a little hard over there." "Then what about Hu approaching that light and producing wind from above to drop it? "I can do it. But if I'm not by Taro's side, I helped Taro suck it out. Yeah." I see...... Will MP consumption be intense? If that's the case. "Yeah......? Oh, with that dress? But you want some taro? Even Yuji, a low LV, did the best he could and presented himself as a leading actor when he went down the stairs. I stare at the side of RF4-you as I swallow my spit and watch what happens. I can't believe I'm wearing a dress that belongs to a woman. Even I have to do everything I can. There's no guarantee we can get away with the giants that keep coming. Here, I have to step on it. "Hey, no way" I held up my glasses quickly to see if Jiao Night had read my thoughts. I thought you were gonna make fun of me looking like a flirty dress. "Tallo, don't do that" "Oh, my God, it's always a teasing habit. We don't have time for this anymore, let's go. Koo needs my help." "Hey, wait." "It's more powerful than before, fu." "Huffoon." After flying for nearly eight meters in no time, I will be ready to attack my enemies. "Talo! Don't be impotent! You just have to lead me downstairs! For some reason, Shaking Night has caught my attention with impatient momentum, so I pay attention and stare at my opponent nearby before attacking. As the photo explains, there was finally a dwarf-like creature in the white light. Neither this one approached me nor showed any particular unusual reaction...... it was just me with a little guilt, but now that my buddy's pinch is on, I waved my knife around 'A Fake Soul (Luna Homunculus) Burning on the Moon' as the wind momentum pushed my back. The blue-white artificial life form (homunculus) seemed to scatter without any help. You figured this one out, you jerked off my shaken blade. And then he flew straight underneath me, generating unprecedented amounts of light. At the same time I get a light shock like a batch of electric shock and I get bounced up. "Come on, what's going on?" Talo HP 12/80 What's that... shock wave? Is that some kind of attack that you're gonna activate when you get close? "Tallo!? Are you all right!? I can only see for a moment that the shaking night (or so) screams and everyone seems to be worried. And now he's approaching from there in an attempt to chase me further from below, as well as the appearance of "A Fake Soul (Luna Homunculus) Burning in the Moon". Make a request to Hu at once and have the wind hit from the top to keep the 'false soul (Luna homunculus) that can burn on the moon' away. Was it an unexpected counterattack for the opponent, or "The Fake Soul Burning on the Moon (Luna Homunculus)" under Hu's wind pressure began to dramatically lower his altitude. Shaking night landed on the ground staggering, then I checked the log and went back to everyone with Fuwali. "You did it, Koo" "Oops. But, Taro. You're too lame." "Well fine. Better get out of here than that. Even after defeating a monster like the soul of man, if the giants are going to come after us, we have to fight a war..." That's how we dispersed from the scene, ran a bunch of streets, and kept moving for a while. "After all, it looks like those luminous monsters were guiding the Titans towards us." At a point where the ground sounds a lot farther away, Evening Fai (Yuki) stops once and concludes so. The party leader at the moment is Evening Fai, so if Evening Fai is going to be convinced, he nods like I said too, and everyone agrees on the flow. "First of all, the policy... we've already seen how important the information Taro has, haven't we? "" Shallow Dream Graveyard " "That's right. I've never heard of such a phenomenon, and that's close to an event that happened with a tarot" "I have knowledge of His Excellency Taro." "Yes...... here at least, we will take future policy around Tallo's opinions and thoughts. I think that's best." Honestly, I was delighted with what you said at night. Yuichi's agreement determined everyone's general agreement. "Next is the party leader, but now Yu's doing what he always does, but why don't Talo do it this time? But this statement was unexpected. "That's right. Earlier in the fight, Yu let Taro go over, but I don't think that's a good idea." "But Koo. It would be worse to let Mr. Mina shoot long-range magic over there, wouldn't it? "Of course, I trust Yu's judgment. If you do it flashy over there, you might notice jellyfish and chow chin anchovies swimming over the city." "So Koo was suggesting we go indoors. Indoors, I think I can activate remarkable magic." In the midst of that battle, did Yu instruct Mina not to shoot magic with such awareness? "But letting Taro storm that soul alone isn't a good idea, is it? "Well. That was a mistake." "So, Taro's our party leader, okay? Yuki confessed to clams and said she would make me the leader. "Hey, wait a minute. I'm like Yu, because I can't give you instructions to be aggressive in battle. As always, Yu will be the party leader." "No, Taro. You do it." "No, so, but come on" I can't believe we're towing everyone after making a good decision about the situation, even while we're thinking about everyone's safety. I don't have the confidence to do that. "Um, Koo. Then why don't we change the operation? I saw that exchange between the two of them and realized I had been framed. From the beginning, I guess it was a flow, a prerequisite, to have this conversation. "At this stage in the quest for a dungeon, the only thing we need to party with is Talo and you." "Oh, wow." Normally I'm happy...... "So if they kill you, you're in trouble" "Quick story is the key to strategy." Yuki and Koya alternate and they come at me. "No, but" "If it's a monster like that soul that blows itself up the moment it attacks, what do you do? "So I thought I'd plant the responsibility of being a party leader, the sense of being a valuable leader, to increase Talo's survival." "That's the thing. Tallo will understand, and the leader will remain Yu." Two people laugh at each other when they come around. I'm sure my best friends have been making fun of me knowing I'd be in trouble if they told me to play party leader. When I tried to do something back, the shaking night (or so) began to tighten with a serious face. "Taro, it would help if you acted in recognition that your survival is of the utmost importance to us." I told him that I really thought about it, so I just have to admit I probably did. If we snake here, we could be the laughing stock of Yuki and the others again. "But I don't care if you do it flashy." "Tallo's got some help." "" Our Alchemist Hall? Because it's what my best friends say in silence. Let's forget about that tangle. I can't help but rub my nose without my heart or contentment. I'm glad you can count on me. "Well, I guess the three of you are very close." I dare you to go through with Mr. Announ's whining. Never, never let two of my best friends ride me like that. We could see a certain boulevard, waiting around the corner. What are you waiting for...... Man-made soul... no, a massively corrupt giant with artificial life forms (homunculus) and a few blue and white phosphorescences. "Giant Zombies......? As Evening Fai suggested, it was a rotten, seemingly giant roaming the dark, decaying city as a result of the giant's first attempt to determine whether he was an enemy or an ally in a situation where this one could not be found. "I knew you had an undead." As everyone says hissohisso. I don't care what you think, that one can't be on your side. "It would be frightening if they found me like that... I am aware of the danger here, let's try to break into some house. Maybe we don't have a monster like that soul of a man" "There's something else you might find out about this city." We made sure the giant zombie went too far down the big road, and we chose the right house and put our hands on the door. That's just a giant city, and the building is heavy because of the size of the door. Its height is more than a tunnel that swallows large trucks whole, besides being made of double-open stone (...). I mean, it's too heavy to open by pressing it. "Push me all over." For seven people, we can finally open it, and even though we are freaked out by the sound of the stone and the ground being rubbed, we all slip our bodies into a slightly shifted gap. "Phew..." "Well, what do you got?" Shortly after a breath, he interrupts the giant house while maintaining alert mode. Pah and I saw it as a private house with no change of philosophy. The rectangular room is furnished with tables, chairs, shelves, beds, etc. that float in the dark. But instead of a one-story house, the ceiling was terribly high, and for humans it was a two-story house and a non-disgusting scale. "Everything's big..." Everything is bigger than us, as we thought it would be. You won't be able to sit until you climb a chair or just the feet at the table are taller than anyone else here. "Apparently, there's nothing there? Exploration was easy thanks to the fact that the standard of the house was the ultimate simple construction of a studio. When the building was deemed safe, the air was just a little soothing for everyone. "Honestly, what do you say? That giant zombie." "That... might be out of hand" "Unlike the white bone body appearing in" Shallow Dreams and Graveyards, "it had meat on it." And the offensive rigging to start. "Yu, can't you stand the blow from me? "At that size... a few rounds if it's just bone. But I'm honestly not sure it's a blow with the mass of meat." "Right... and that giant zombie, he had a weapon." Nature and everyone will be silent on Mina's remarks. As you can see from Yuki's attitude, we are now a formidable enemy who must take considerable risks to face the 'giant zombie'. "If you know what the weaknesses are." Yuruchi unleashes his sword of love, the Great Wheel Fire Slash, and says blurry looking at the red fillet. Weaknesses...... If I could at least have taken the giant earlier with an 'old camera', I could have collected the information as a photograph, but if the camera strobe noticed this way, the battle would be inevitable, and I couldn't risk that. "Colonel Yu, I have a report for you..." Yuji called out to us about RF4-you as we twisted our heads to see if we could get any information about the giant. "Yeah, you've got a lot less demanding skills." "Ha! Various things, the... observations! I decided it was a great skill for a hostile inspection." "Ha! Even in this dim room, the little man's eyes can capture things more clearly than you can." "Did you find something? That's what Yuji pointed out...... it was the bed. Earlier, I saw a chill, too, but the duvet was just wearing a bunch of duvets, and I shouldn't have found anything to pay particular attention to. Yuji leads us to the pillow with a careful foothold. The bed is high, so I can't peek over the bed from me or Mina, but Shaking Night, Evening Fai, and Mr. Announ are tall enough to get his head out. Yuji Yukari will also be able to jump and peek if he stretches his back. "Give me a break" "Wow..." Four people, Yuki, Yuki, Announ, seem to have seen something on the bed, spitting ominous voices. "Initially...... I almost hid in the futon, so when I realized something like my hair was sticking out, I thought it was some kind of mistake..." Yuji explains pale. "Is something asleep? Yuri shakes her neck hard to the side of my question. "Talo, don't look so gruesome up close! Mina, too." "It's not poisonous for a toddler." It's a giant corpse. Shivering nights (and so on) explain things to me so as to block Yuichi and Announ, who put on a mummy side that prevents them from showing bad things to little children. "Taro is our alchemist. Maybe we can find some clues, so we should show them." "Is there anything I can do to help your research? Yuruchi and Announ reluctantly convinced me that Yuji had reached out to me at night. Where the two of you agree, I jump lightly on my legs. Unlike earlier, beneath the duvet, which was only slightly turned thanks to Yuji, lay uneven without getting properly on the pillow, with the face of a giant whose flesh was as sloppy as rotten, his hair falling out violently, and the face of an invisible giant quietly closed its lid. "Ooh......" To be honest, I also saw the body of a giant that didn't even show signs that it was going to move now, and I was just a little scared. From directly above, after careful observation of that giant's zombie, I'll take out the 'old camera' and just put it in the picture. "I can't believe I let that girl take a picture of the body... something's wrong" Yuichi's particular mourning sounds, followed by the sound of shuttering off the pasha, and the light of the strobe illuminates the room only for a moment. "The Giant Genealogical Corpse (Huge Zombie)" [Photo] [The Genealogy of the Titans (Huge) of the Eastern Giant Kingdom (Giga Makina), where the Knights of the Dark Moon apply the Vows of the Dark Moon they pay as sacrifices to acquire eternal power, causing the world to retain its flesh and soul. When they similarly moonlight, they increase their power, but are forced to operate in incomplete forms because they are not through regular vows. Among the Giants, they are so inferior that they cannot be named "Giants," but they still have the destructive power of many things that are inferior to the fighting power of their lifetime, from humans to phenomenal ones. Having become undead, they continue to wander to eliminate those who enter the underground city of Journey without remembering their hunger.] With the knights of the Dark Moon, with eternal power? Interesting information has inspired my mind. However... I noticed the contents of a more serious log than that, and a nasty chill ran through my spine. I mean, the giant corpse lying quietly in the bed in front of you right now... so you can take it down, not the corpse? You mean monsters!? Suppose he's not dead, he's just asleep... "Not good, guys... this guy" "Not good, guys! "There's a monster like that soul in there! Mr. Mina, get into the magic chant right away! From the slightly open gap between the doors, a 'false soul (Luna homunculus) scorched by the moon' entered. The evil night jumps rapidly, but Luna Homncrus shrugged us off to the left as if she were laughing. "Fake Souls Burning on the Moon (Luna Homunculus)" emits a light that mimics moonlight... Giant zombies move in response to it? In the description written in the photo of "The Giant Genealogical Corpse (Huge Zombie)," when you gain strength with moonlight... What conflicts with the moon is the sun? I mean, do we need sunlight to get through this place? I grabbed the item that housed the sunlight, the "Flash Stone" with only 7 left, and stared at the giant enemy that stood in front of me. To protect everyone, I activated an ability to draw the enemy's attention to me. The giant zombie who crawled out of bed swung his right arm in an attempt to strike a fist with an overwhelming mass, moving with a sleigh in his face.
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49่ฉฑ ็œŸใฎใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆๅฝนใฏ่ชฐ? ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ๅ†ใณไผšๅ ดใ‚’้€ฒใฟๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅณ้šฃใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใชใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงๅ›ใจใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏๆบœๆฏใ‚’็››ๅคงใซใคใใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใซไฟบใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฏไธญๅญฆๆ™‚ไปฃใซ่ตทใใŸใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใงใƒใ‚คใ‚ปใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซใจใ‹ใ€ไธกๆ€งใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‚„ใ‚ชใƒŠใƒ™ใจใ„ใฃใŸไบบ็จฎใ‚’ๅฟŒ้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‚พๅ‘ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใ“ใจใŒๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ€็ตถ่ณ›ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใŒๅฅณไฝ“ๅŒ–ไธญใชไฟบใฏใ€็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซไบŒไบบใ‹ใ‚‰่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚Œใใ†ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใชใ€ใชใซใ‹ๅ•้กŒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅ‡„ใ„ไบบใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎไธญไบŒ็—…ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใŒใ€ๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใปใฉใซใญใ€ ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ€ๅค•่ผใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใฉใŠใ‚Šๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใซไผผๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใซไบบใ”ใฟใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใฌใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅจๅ…‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ?ใ€ ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ใจใชใๅฏŸใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€‚ ใ‚Œใชใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ๆœ€ๅคงใฎใƒฉใ‚คใƒใƒซใงใ™ใ‹ใญ......ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏไฟบใฎ่…•ใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„ใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆใใ‚“ใชใซๆœ‰ๅไบบใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใงไป˜ใๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใ‚’ใ‚ฏใ‚คใƒƒใจๆŒใกใ‚ใ’ใ€ใ‚ใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ ใ“ใ“ใงๆ˜Žใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ€‚ ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒ€่€…ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใฏๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ๆœ‰ๅ ไธ€่จ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใซใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๅ…จๅบ—่ˆ—ใซโ˜†ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใƒใ‚ฟใจใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใฎใฏไฟบใ ใ‘ใ‹? ใ€Œใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Žใƒžใ‚พโ˜…ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใจใ„ใ† ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ‚„ใคใ‚‰ใฏใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใ€Žใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚‹ ใŒ้›†ใพใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใ€ๅ‹‰ๅผทไธ่ถณใ‚‚็”šใ ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅณ็‰ฉ็š„ใชๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎ็”Ÿๆˆใ‚„PvPใฎๆˆฆ่ก“็š„ใช้ขใซใฐใ‹ใ‚Š็›ฎใŒใ„ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใใฎ็‚นใ‚’้ ญใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใ“ใจใŒใ™ใฃใฝใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๅฃซใฎๅ‹ขๅŠ›ๅ›ณใ‚„้–ขไฟ‚ๆ€ง็š„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ ญใซๅฉใ่พผใ‚“ใงใŠใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจๅพŒๆ‚”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใˆใจใ€็‰นใซ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ™ใ‚‹ในใ ไปŠใ€ๆ—ฉๆ€ฅใซๆŠŠๆกใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ“ใ“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎ็›ฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€็‚นใซๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใใ“ใใจใ—ใŸๅ†…็ท’่ฉฑใฏๆ—ฉใ€…ใซๆ‰“ใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‹ใพใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๅ ดๅˆใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€็‹™ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠไธ€็•ชๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆPvPใซ็‰นๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅผทใฎ ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใ€้‡ใ„้‰›ใ‚’ๅใใ ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใฎๅใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใ (ใญ)ใ€ใ€ ............ใ€‚ ใใ“ใฃใฆๅง‰ใŒๅ›ฃ้•ทใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ€ใคใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œไธ€็•ชใ€่ป้–ฃๅ€™่ฃœใจใ—ใฆๅใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€็œŸใฃๅ…ˆใซ่ป้–ฃใซไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๅ€™่ฃœใจใ—ใฆใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฎๅใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ๆญฃ็›ดใ„ใฃใฆๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใฏไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ๅ™‚ใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆ€–ใ„ๅ™‚ใฏใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๅง‰ใ ใจไบŒไบบใŒใชใœๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€ใƒชใ‚ขๅ‹ใŸใกใฏ็พๅฎŸใงไฟบใฎๅง‰ใซๆœชใ ไผšใฃใŸไบ‹ใŒใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€้ข็™ฝใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ป™ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ‚ชๆˆฏๅฟƒใŒ่Šฝ็”ŸใˆใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅ‰ใ‚’่กŒใใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ่ถณใŒๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚„ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆไผšๅ ดใฎๆœ€ๆทฑ้ƒจใธๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚‹้›†ๅ›ฃใŒๅ‰ๆ–นใ‚’ๅกžใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใกใ‚‡ใ†ใฉไบบใŒๅฏ†้›†ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ไผšๅ ดใฎไธญใงใฏไธ€้š›้จ’ใŒใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใ‚‚ใ™ใ่ฟ‘ใใงๅฃๅ–งๅ˜ฉใŒๅ‹ƒ็™บใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็ท‘ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็บใฃใŸ็พŽไบบใ•ใ‚“ใจใ€่ตคใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใช็พŽๅฅณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณ้”ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’่พฟใ‚Œใฐใ€่ปฝ้Žงใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒžใƒณใƒˆใพใง็œŸใฃ้ป„่‰ฒใฎ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒ้ซ˜ๆ…ขใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ท‘ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚น็พŽไบบใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‹‡ใพใ—ใใ‚‚้ป„่‰ฒ้›†ๅ›ฃใธใจไธ€ๆญฉ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€็„ก้ง„ใซๆดพๆ‰‹ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€‚ใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใฏใ€ ใใฎ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๅพŒใ‚้šฃใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸ่ตคใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎ็พŽๅฅณใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็›ฎใงๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณ้”ใŒ่‹›็ซ‹ใคใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€้ป„่‰ฒไบบใฎใ›ใ„ใงไฟบ้”ใ‚‚ๅ‰ใซ้€ฒใ‚ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€12ๅใ‚‚ไผšๅ ดๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ้‡‘ๆŒใก ใซๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆ”พใคใฏใ€้ป„่‰ฒ้›†ๅ›ฃใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ไธ€้š›้ป„่‰ฒใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ไธ€ไบบใ ใ‘้ป„่‰ฒใฎๅ…œใ‚’ใ‹ใถใฃใŸใกใ‚‡ใณ้ซญใฎใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅ…จ่บซ้ป„่‰ฒใชไธŠใซ้‰„่ฃฝใฎๅ…œใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅก—ๆ–™ใฎ้ป„ใงๅก—ใ‚ŠใŸใใฃใŸ็ฒ—ๆ‚ชๅ“ใงใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใƒ€ใ‚ตใ„ใ€‚ๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿไธ€ๅนด็”ŸใŒ่ขซใ‚‹้ป„่‰ฒใฎๅธฝๅญใฎๆ–นใŒใพใ ใƒžใ‚ทใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œ็„ก้ง„ใซใŠ้‡‘ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€่ฆ‹ๆ „ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚ŠใŸใŒใ‚‹ใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใฎใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ”ใใ’ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ใใฎ้ฆฌใฎ็ณžใซใ‚‚ๅŠฃใ‚‹ๅ“ๆ€งใจ้‡‘้Šญๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฎใชใ•ใซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไผšๅ ดใฎใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใŒ้ฉšใๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใ€‚ๅ›ฃใฎใฟใชใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆ „ใˆใ‚ใ‚‹่ˆžๅฐใซใ„ใกๆ—ฉใๆฅใŸใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฏใ—ใŸ้‡‘ใ‚’ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใ‚ŠใจไฝฟใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใซใฏๆ—ฅ้ ƒใ€ใใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใซ ๅฃๅ…ƒใฎใกใ‚‡ใณ้ซญใ‚’ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใณใกใ‚‡ใณใจใชใงใคใ‘ใ‚‹้ป„่‰ฒใฎใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒขใƒ†ใชใ„็”ทใฏใใฎ้ป„่‰ฒ้ ญใซ็Ÿฅๆตใ‚‚ใƒขใƒ†ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ็„ก้ง„้ฃใ„ใ ใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใŒ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใฎ? ็ง้”ใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใฏๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใซใ€่ณ‡้‡‘ใ‚’ๅทฅ้ขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใ€‚็„ก้ง„้ฃใ„? ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ็Ÿฎๅฐใงๅผฑๅฐใช ๅคงไบบๆ•ฐใงไน—ใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใ‚‚ใ€ๆ•ฐใฎๅŠฃๅ‹ขใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ‚ช็›ฎ็ซ‹ใกใŒใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ€ๅ“ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช่ฒดๆ–นใŸใกใซๆฏ”ในใฆใ€ ใŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ˆใใ•ใˆใšใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€้žๅธธใซ้บๆ†พใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒๅŠใฎ่ฒดๅฅณ้”ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏ่ณ›ๅŒใ›ใญใฐใชใ‚‹ใพใ„ใชใ€ ใกใ‚‡ใณ้ซญใพใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใฏ้ฃฝใ่ถณใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใจใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใŸใกใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐ—ๅ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€็งใŸใกใจๅฅณๆ€งใชใ‚‰ใงใฏใฎใŠ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎใŠๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ใ—ใคใคใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฃไธŠใซใ€ๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚“ใ ใฎใฏใชใ‚“ใจไปฅๅค–ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไธก่€…ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใฒใฉใ้€€ๅฑˆใช่จ€ใ„ๅ›žใ—ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚่ฒดๅฉฆไบบๆ–นใ€่ผใ‹ใ—ใ„ๆœชๆฅใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†่‹ฅ่€…ใŒใ€่ฒดๅฅณๆ–นใฎ่ฉฑใ™ๅค่‡ญใ„่ฉฑใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไธ–ไปฃใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ™ในใใ ใ€ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฎๅ”็ชใชๆจชใ‚„ใ‚Šใซใ€ๅฉฆไบบๆ–นใฎ็œผ่ผช็ญ‹ใŒใฒใใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฝผใฎใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏ็ถšใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ถๅ‡ฆใชๆ™‚่จˆใฎ่ซธๅ›ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ‚คใ‚บใƒžใƒใƒผใŒไฟกๆกใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅฃ่ชฌใๆ–‡ๅฅใฏใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ‰‹็Ÿญใซใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ€้‡‘ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ญใฎๆ™‚่จˆใงใฏใ€็„ก้ง„ใซๅฅณๆ€งใฎๆ™‚ใ‚’ๆตช่ฒปใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใŸใฎใ€‚็œ ใ‚‰ใšใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธซใใ‚“ใ€‚้ญ”ๆณ•ใ”ใฃใ“ใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅดฉใ•ใšใ€่ฒดๅฉฆไบบ้”ใฏ่žใ่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ๅฃๅ…ƒใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ ใŒใ€็›ฎๅฐปใฎ็šบใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใง ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒƒใƒใ€ใ„ใŸใฎใ‹็œ ใ‚‰ใšใฎๅŠใ‚„ใ€‚ๅฏไธ่ถณใฎใ›ใ„ใงไฝ“ๅ†…ๆ™‚่จˆใŒไธ่ชฟใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงไฟฎ็†ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ๆ‰‹็”ฒใฎ้‡‘ๅ…ทใ‚’ใ‚ฌใƒใƒชใจ้ณดใ‚‰ใ™้ป„ใŠใ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ไฟฎ็†ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซใ—ใฆ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใจไฟบใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ๅคงใ’ใ•ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‹่ปใซใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏๅฟƒๅบ•ๅ‘†ใ‚Œๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใงๅฐใ•ใชๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎใ€่ฒดๆง˜ใ‚‰ใฎใ‚ใ–ใจใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใพใงใฎ็Œฟ่Šๅฑ…ใซใฏ่พŸๆ˜“ใ—ใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฃๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซไปฒใŒ่‰ฏใ„? ใ€Œๅคงใ‹ใŸใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๆ„›ใ—ใฎๅงซๅ›ใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ใใฃใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซไธ€่Šๅฑ…ใ†ใฃใฆใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ„ใ‚‹้™ใ‚ŠๅฝผๅฅณใซใฏๆŒ‡ไธ€ๆœฌ่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใ€ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใŒใƒใ‚ตใฃใจใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’ใฏใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ›ใ€ใƒ•ใƒƒใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ไฟบใซ่‡ช็„ถใชๅฝขใง่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅฐ่Šๅฑ…ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฎๅ•–ๅ‘ตใฏ้€†ๅŠนๆžœใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไฝ™่จˆใซไธก้™ฃใŒใ‚ฐใƒƒใจ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใŠๅ‰ใŸใกใฏใ€‚ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆ‹ณใง้ซ˜ใ่ฒทใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€้–ขใ‚ใฃใฆใปใ—ใใชใ„ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œไธๅพณใงใ™ใ€‚ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใซ่ฟ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ‚’ๅฝใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใฃใ€ ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใพใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใชใฃใฆใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใจใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใ‚‰ใจๅฏพๅณ™ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไบ’ใ„ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใŒใ€ๅŒๆ–นๅ…จใ่ญฒใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏใชใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅผตใ‚Šใคใ‚ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒๆผ‚ใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ ผใฟใฎ็ถฑใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใจใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‚’ใ†ใ‹ใŒใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใชใœใ‹ใ‚ใ•ใฃใฆใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใ‚ธใƒผใƒƒใจไผšๅ ดใฎๅฅฅใ‚’้ฃŸใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’ใใ‚“ใช็œŸๅ‰ฃใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ€ไฟบใ‚‚้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒๆณจ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–น่ง’ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšๅฃฐใŒๅ‡บใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎไบ‰ใ„ใฎ็จฎใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ไฟบใฎๅฃฐใซๅๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€็จใฟใ‚ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไธก้™ฃๅ–ถใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒไฟบใซ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใซๆง‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใจไฟบใŒ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹ใใฎๅ…ˆใซใฏใ€‚ ใ‚‰ใšใ€็คพไบค็•Œใฎ่ฒดๅ…ฌๅญใŒ่บซใซใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ†ใช่ปๆœใจ็‡•ๅฐพๆœใ‚’่ถณใ—ใฆใƒ‹ใงๅ‰ฒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐๅฅฝใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ็”ท่ฃ…ใฎ้บ—ไบบใจ่กจ็พใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใ‚‚็›ธใพใฃใฆใ€ๅ…จใไธ่‡ช็„ถใ•ใฏใชใใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใปใฉใซไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ ็„ถใจ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ๆญฉ่ชฟใซใ‚ˆใฉใฟใฏใชใใ€ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฎๅกšใฎๆœ‰ๅๅฅณๅ„ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ„ช้›…ใชๅ‹•ใใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็บใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏๆ€’ใ‚Šใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใ€…ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œ้•ทใฎ็žณใซใฏใ€ๆทฑใใ€้‡ใใ€ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ใ€ๆ†คๆ€’ใŒใฎใŸใ†ใกๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚็›ฎใฎๅˆใ†่€…ใ™ในใฆใ‚’ ๅค•่ผใฎ็™บใ—ใŸใใฎๅฃฐใŒใ€ๅƒ…ใ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซ้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใงใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ๅฑ้™บใ ใ‚......็‹ฉไบบใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒใ‚ญใƒƒใƒใƒ–ใƒซใƒ–ใƒซใ€ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€......ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ€Žไน™ๅฅณไผšใ€ใจใ€Ž้ป„้‡‘ๆ™‚่จˆใฎๅ‡ฆๅˆ‘ไบบใ€ใŒๆตฎใ่ถณ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใจใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ‰ฑใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‰ใงใ‚ซใƒ„ใƒณใฃใจ่ถณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฏใƒ•ใƒƒใจใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅˆใ‚ใฆ็ ด้ก”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใซใ€็ทŠๅผตใŒ้ ‚็‚นใซ้”ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ใ ใŒๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ่…ฐใซๅˆบใ—ใŸๅŒๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใงใชใงใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใŸใŸใ้–“ใซๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใธใจๅค‰่ฒŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๅŒใฎ็”Ÿๅ”พใ‚’้ฃฒใฟ่พผใ‚€้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ้™ๅฏ‚ใช็ฉบ้–“ใŒใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ„ใ•ใ‹ใ„ใฎไธปๅฐŽๆจฉใ‚’ๆกใฃใŸใฎใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใ‚’ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซ็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้”ใฏใ€่›‡ใซ็จใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ซใ‚จใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงไบบใ—ใใชใ‚Šใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‹ฉไบบใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸๅฅณๆ€ง ๅคช้ƒŽใซๅค‰ใชใƒ ใ‚ทใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ็‰นใซไฟบใฎไธก่„‡ใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ซ‹ใคใ€ ๆ€ฅใซใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅณๆ€งๅŒๅฃซใงๆˆฏใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใ€ๆš‡ใคใถใ—ใซใฏใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ€ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ่จ€ใ„ไบ‰ใ„ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฒ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„......ๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใ€‚ๅฝ“็„ถใฎๆ‘‚็†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใญใ‡?ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็›ฎใฏๅคง่›‡ใ ใ€‚็ฅž่ฉฑใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใƒกใƒ‡ใƒฅใƒผใ‚ตใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸใ•ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏ็Ÿณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅพฎๅ‹•ใ ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใฏๆฌกใซใ€ ใ€Œ็งใ ใฃใฆๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคงไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹็งใฎๅคงๅˆ‡ใช้Š€้ซชๅฅณๅญใซๅค‰ใชใƒ ใ‚ทใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ๆ‰•ใ„ใ€ๆฝฐใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใ€ ใใฃใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅณ่ถณใŒ ใฎ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ—ใ€้™ใ‹ใซใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅ…จๅ“กใซ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ญๅ…ตใจใฏๅใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่™ซๅ…ฑใ€ๅฟƒใ—ใฆ่žใ‘ใ€‚ใใ“ใฎ้Š€้ซชๅฅณๅญใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฃ่ง’ใŒๅพใ€…ใซไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ€ๅผงใ‚’ๆใใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€็›ฎใฏ็ฒ็‰ฉใซ็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‹ๅคง่›‡ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ™‚ใฏใ€็ง้”ใŒๆ นใ“ใใŽใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ้ญ‚ใ”ใจใ€็‹ฉใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ไธ€่จ€ไธ€่จ€ใซใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅŒบๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ€่’ใถใ‚‹ๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆ€’ๆฐ—ใฎใ“ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฐ่ฉžใŒ่ด่ก†ใฎ่€ณใซใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅญใซๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใ‚’ไธŽใˆใŸๆ™‚ใฏ......ใ€ ่‹็‡ญ ใ€Œใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใงใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎๅ…„ๅผŸใ‚„ๅง‰ๅฆนใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใฏๅฎถๆ—ใซ......ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใŸใใชใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ‚‚ใ†ไผšๅ ดใŒใƒ‰ใƒณๅผ•ใใซใชใฃใŸใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๅคงๅญฆ่กŒใฃใฆใ€ๅค‰ใช่ฌ›็พฉใจใ‹ๅ—ใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใช? ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ€ใ€Žใ‚„ใฐใ„ๅฅดใซ็ตกใพใ‚Œใฆๅฏๅ“€ใใ†ใ€ไฟบใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๆญปใฌใ€ใฟใŸใ„ใช็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใ€็งใฎๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚่กŒใ“ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚ŠไธญไบŒ็—…ใฎใ€็—›ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใƒ–ใƒฉใ‚ณใƒณๅง‰ใŒใ”้™่‡จใ€‚ ๆ‰‹ใฎ้š™้–“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใ€ๅง‰ใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ็‰นๆจฉ้šŽ็ดšใซ่จฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฝ•ๅ‡ฆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฑชๅฅขใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใฎใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃไผšๅ ดใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใฉใฎไผšๅ ดใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆฎบไผใจใ—ใŸ็ŠถๆณใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
49 49 Stories Who'S The True Escort? "Hey, Taro" When I started going through the venue again, the shaking night (Koya), which stiffened my right neighbor, whispered in my ear. "What?" "Nothing, Taro. Why do you and Mr. George know each other? "I didn't ask..." The two sigh heavily. That kind of attitude makes me a little nervous. These two tend to repel races like bisexuality, amphibianism, and occamas and onabes in certain events, which happened in middle school. Did you not like George? If so, it's the same for me, and I'm admiring the fact that Real is being feminized, and I'm about to be distanced from the two first. "... what's the problem? "No, there's no problem, but I'm surprised." "Quick story, Mr. George is a pretty amazing guy." "Glenn, you're sick enough to use your salutation." Indeed, as Evening Fai pointed out earlier, I think Glenn was using a tribute that doesn't suit the character. "That's right, Taro. This is how we get through the crowd safely, because George was so prestigious, wasn't he? I was kind of guessing that though. "Mr. George... you can't insult me (ah, etc.). Are you the biggest competitor..." Mina is clinging to my arm and whining bumps. "Is George such a celebrity? "You didn't know. You were dating" Quickly lift your glasses and stare at them as if they were open. Revealed here, who George is. I haven't felt free for a long time, but I'm surprised he was the deputy head of the famous mercenary regiment (clan). You could have told me a word or so. Or am I the only one who thinks it's a story that has on all stores? "I don't care about the information, but you're at war with a mercenary group called the Mazo Star Stick." "Quick story, they just want to be bullied." "Sure, I'm glad to be attacked by Sadie Stick, and there's a verse (fudge) that's just making a little bit out of it." There is also a great lack of study on this occasion when powerful mercenary regiments (clans) gather. The immediate response, the so-called generation of items and the tactical aspects of PvP, had all gone blind, and keeping that point in mind was completely out of the question. I regret that I needed to slap more of the mercenary regiments (clans) into each other's force maps and relational stuff in the head. "... are there any mercenary regiments (clans) that should be particularly vigilant? It will be here to grasp it as soon as possible now. I have eyes around me, I don't have time, and I'm exhausted on this one point. We need to end this quiet conversation soon. "So is' lone wolf 'in the case of Talo..." "After all, if you're going after me, it's called the most powerful mercenary regiment (clan) that's gaining momentum and specialized in PvP right now." Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) conceived a little, and uttered his name so as to spit out heavy lead. "" Neck hunting drunkenness. "" ............ That's where my sister runs the mercenary regiment. "Quick story is one of the top of the line." "Best of all, he's a mercenary regiment (clan) named after him as a military cabinet candidate." Still, to be honest, I'm scared that 'Neck Hunting Drunk Co' will be named as the first candidate to go up to the military cabinet. What the hell is my sister doing in this clan clan? "I don't hear bad rumors, but there are a number of scary rumors" Speaking of which, why don't the two of you realize that the famous mercenary regiment (clan) leader (top) is my sister, because my rear friends have never met my sister in real life. Somehow, it sounds interesting, so let's shut up. Yes, where the prank sprouted, George's legs stopped going forward. I thought it was time we arrived at the deepest part of the venue, thanks to George and everyone, and a group of people seemed to be blocking ahead. The place where we are is just crowded and noisy inside the venue. Looks like a verbal fight is starting to break out right now. A beauty in a green dress and a brilliant beauty in a red dress were somewhat evil. Following their gaze, they could see a group of bright yellow from light armor to cape with a proud grin. The green dress beauty bravely approached the yellow group one step closer to what she thought. "As always, you're too flashy for nothing." The Executioner of the Golden Clock. " As the thing goes, the beautiful woman in the red dress who was next door behind her laughs with the kind of eyes she sees trash. I don't even know how irritating they are. Because we're not moving forward either because of the yellow guy. However, the fact that there are 12 people in the venue is probably quite a group of rich mercenaries (clans). Because that's all the carriage I could have prepared. The two of us (...) dislike the female mercenary (player) at the ball is a little bearded uncle wearing a yellow helmet or just one of the yellow groups. Honestly, it's crude with iron helmets painted with cheap paint yellow over the whole body yellow, and it's pretty dull. I still feel better about the yellow hat that first grade students wear. Is that the leader of the Mercenaries (Clan) "Executioner of the Golden Clock"? "Good day to all the 'golden watch executioners' who want to spend their money for nothing and look good. Everyone in this room is amazed by the inferior character and lack of financial sense of horse shit." "Chitch. Everyone in the regiment just spent a little money because they wanted to come to this flourishing stage as soon as possible. Or is there something about" The Maiden's Society "that you can't even pay such a small amount of money to thank the men who will contribute to its beauty every day? Oh, excuse me. Haven't you ever had such noble feelings for you in good health?" A yellow uncle with a little moustache on his mouth. "Oh, isn't a hot man hot or wise for that yellow head? Don't you understand what I'm trying to say is a waste? We at the Maiden's are just building funds for weapons and protective equipment." "Chitchitch. Waste? Unlike some small, weak mercenary regiment (clan), can't you understand that our regiment is now in a situation where there is no need to increase its power? Neither the "executioner of the golden watch" who boards in large numbers, nor the "Maiden's Society" who thinks nothing of the number of disadvantages. "I'm saying it's too bad, I don't have any products. How classy is the lady there (...) compared to you guys? "Chitchy. A poor mercenary regiment (clan) without Hua (ha) often chirps today. But unfortunately, I have to agree with you on the second half." Take a serious look at this one to your mustache. I can't get tired of that enough and the 'Maiden's Union' and 'The Executioners of the Golden Clock' moved towards us. "Classy lady, would you enjoy our unique story and that of a woman together? The two sisters curtesy, while a seductive (frightening) grin creeps in. I mean, it kind of lit up, but the quarrelsome vibe up until just now, it was a strangely attractive smile. On such a mouth, besides what it was you who pinched your mouth, Glenn. "Both, don't be grossly boring rhetoric. Ladies, there's no way a young man in charge of a glorious future can keep up with your old stinking stories. We should consider generations." Glenn, your abrupt sideburn caught the ladies' eyelids. But you don't realize that, his turn goes on. "Gentlemen of the clock where it is. If Time Is Money is a Creed, oral complaints are shorter. Or can a gold-plated watch only make you waste your time as a woman? "Oh, there he is. A sleepless magician. Is magic fun? Don't break your expression, the ladies listen back. Her mouth is smiling, but the wrinkles on her eyes are spasmodic (convulsions) with anger. "Chitchitch, you were there or you didn't sleep. My internal clock seems unwell due to lack of sleep, but can I fix it here for you" With that said, Uncle Huang rattles the hardware on his armor. I thought it would be the end of the repair or tearing it apart. Glenn exhaled a small breath with a slightly exaggerated reaction to the Ni Army. "I'm saying that I've pioneered an earlier monkey play to your point. The person watching (this one) got itchy. If you say" executioner of the golden watch "and" maiden council, "you'll be famous." Until earlier, we were having such a verbal fight, and we were close? "Big time, I know you've been playing one play to make contact with my dear princess, but as long as I'm here, I won't let her touch one finger" Glenn, you let Bassa hang her robe, and she smiled at me. Or I don't like the mercenary regiment (clan) here playing such a small play to talk to me in a natural way... Glenn, it looks like your heh was counterproductive, and both formations are getting extra close. "Oh, what are you guys. If you're selling a fight, why don't we buy it high with our fists?" "I don't know, but I don't want you involved..." "It's immoral. I can't believe we're faking ourselves to get closer to Heavenly Man." Even Yuki and Mina joined you and started confronting the Maiden Society and the executioners of the Golden Clock. The look on each other's faces is gloomy, but the tense air begins to drift like we're not going to give in at all to both sides. George in the line of favors and I looked at Okama's trends and somehow looked in the direction of the day after. He stares jeezily into the back of the venue. What the hell are you looking at so seriously, and I'm also caught looking in the direction that Okama will keep an eye on. I accidentally got a voice, and in response to my voice, which can be called the seed of contention in front of me, the gaze of both factions staring at me concentrates. But that's not the case. Ahead of what Okama and I can see. Even though she is a woman, is she dressed like a soldier and a swallow tail suit that your son in the social world seems to be wearing and divided by (d), and should I describe that as a handsome man in a man's dress? Her beauty went hand in hand, not at all unnatural, but rather suited her well enough to say this one was natural. It doesn't depend on the pace at which you push forward, it's an elegant move like the famous actress of Treasure Tsuka. But the air she's haunted is anger. Initially, deep, heavy, fierce, angry eyes swept around. The temper of slaughtering (hoffing) all who meet them is scattered around, and the mercenaries (players) present in the venue are distracted from each other. It shouldn't be my fault that Evening Fai's voice was shaking slightly. "Hey, why are you creeping over here...? "Come on, it's dangerous... it's not the hunter's sin" "Chitch Chicken Bull," Neck Hunting Insanity Together "......" "The Maiden Society" and "The Executioner of the Golden Clock" come to life when they see her. She stopped right in front of us when she was treated as if she were dehumanizing her fears. Me and I got eyes on her. She's hooked, breaking her face here for the first time. To that grin, the surrounding mercenary (player), whose tension had reached its pinnacle, sighed in a howl as if it had only relaxed for a moment. But the next moment, when she quietly put her hands on the double sword pattern she stabbed on her hips, it just happened to transform into stuck air. A space so quiet that you can hear the sound of swallowing the same raw spit. It was a clear indication of who took the lead in this rush. The mercenaries (players) who had previously widened their bickering were grown up like frogs caught in snakes, staring at her with frightening eyes. A female mercenary (player) called a hunter responds with a cold eye. "You have a weird mustache on my (...) taro" Especially standing to consolidate both sides of me, I think I sent a gaze to pierce Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya)... Suddenly Pottori and she muttered. "It would also be good for women to play with each other in their spare time..." Are you talking about an earlier argument? "I don't mind being frightened...... I want to get what I want. Natural cooking, huh? She turns slowly to you, Glenn. The eye is a serpent. I got eyes on Medusa coming out of the myth. Glenn, you don't make it as slight as a stone. Ignoring him like that, she then approaches them at night. "I have something to protect, too. I want to take care of it. For example, if my precious silver-haired girl there had a weird mustache, she'd want to rip it off, pay it off, crush it" Softly, her right leg touched Yuki's boot. As she stepped on Yuki's feet, she looked around and vomited her words quietly, but so that everyone could hear her. "Mercenaries are just named bugs, listen carefully. Give that silver-haired girl a little light." Her mouth angle gradually rises and she draws an arc. However, the eye is the serpent itself, which sets the aim for the prey. "Then we'll root for you and hunt you down with your souls." Slowly angry dialogue clings to the audience's ears so that every word is deliberately separated and rough emotions are contained. "And when I gave this child a tragedy..." As the candle (candle) flames go out, I can hear her faintly when her expression disappears. "Real life to your brothers and sisters, or your family... don't make me want to do something for you" Turns out the venue has already been donned. Sister, I'm frightened. You didn't go to college and start taking weird lectures or anything, did you? Please don't. Don't look at me like, 'Poor thing, if I were you, I'd die'. "Come on, my taro. Shall we? Sister Bracon, who is ill with two illnesses, has arrived. Perfect from the gap in my hand, my sister and I have eyes... The party venues, which were supposed to be more luxurious than any other place allowed by the privileged class, were slaughtered more than any other venue around us.
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ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆˆฆใ‚ใšใซใ—ใฆใ“ใ“ใพใง้ †่ชฟใซใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไธญใซๅŽใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใฎใฏไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ไปŠใ•ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ‚ใใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ†…ๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚‚ๆญ้ †ใฎๆ„ใ‚’็คบใ™ๅ†…ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใชใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใซ่‹›็ซ‹ใŸใ—ใ’ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๅง‰ใ‚„่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใซๅŽณใ—ใ„็›ฎใง็จใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅฏŸใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผๅดใŒใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚็‚นใง่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚‹NPCใฏไบŒไบบใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใจใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃไผฏ็ˆตใ€‚ใใฎใ†ใกใ€ใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃไผฏ็ˆตใŒใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ ใชใ€ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰NPCใฎไบ‹ๆƒ…ใซ็ฒพ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใฎใฃใฆไฟบใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใฎๅ…จใ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่žใๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใจNPCใŒๅคง่ฆๆจกใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚‹้‡่ฆNPCใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใƒซใƒผใƒˆใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ‚‚้ฉšใใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€ๆ”ป็•ฅๅ…ˆ็ซฏ็ต„ใฎ ๅง‰ใŒใ—ใŸใ‚Š้ก”ใง้ ทใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ‹ใถใ‚Šใฎใพใพ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ท็งฐใฏใ€Žๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅทกใ‚Šใ€ๆง˜ใ€…ใช่ฆณ็‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡่กกใ‚’ไฟใจใ†ใจๅƒใใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹่‡ณ้ซ˜ใฎ่ชฟๅœ่€…ใจใ‚‚ๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎๆ”ฏ้…้šŽ็ดšใจใ—ใฆๅ›่‡จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€็ฅžไบบใŸใกใงใ™ใ‚‰ๅ”ฏไธ€ๆใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒๅง‰ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใŒ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไบบ้”ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใ€Ž็ซœๅฎฎไฝฟใ„ใ€ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใ€ใ€ใ“ใฎไธ‰ไบบใฎใฟใ€ๆฅตๅฐ‘ใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๅ‡บๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใ ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใŠๅ‰ใชใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅค‰่ณชใ•ใ›ใ€ๅ‰ต้€ ใ•ใˆใ‚‚ๅฎนๆ˜“ใ่กŒใ†็‹‚ไบบ......ใƒŽใ‚ขใฃใฆๅๅ‰ใ ใ‘ใ ใŒๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใƒŽใ‚ข......ใใฎๅใซใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ่žใ่ฆšใˆใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎNPCใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใงใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใจๅŒ้–€ใ€็ฅžๆ™บใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ธใƒปใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใฎๅพŒ็ถ™ใซใชใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰......ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅ”–็„ถใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใŒใ€Ž ็จฎใ€ใŒไธ€ๆŸฑใ€ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซใ€ใฎๆญฃๅผใชๅใ‹ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใไปŠๅ›žใฏใ€ใใ‚ŒใจๅŒใ˜ใ€Ž็†พๅคฉ็จฎใ€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใซใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃไผฏ็ˆตใฏใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ€‚ๅŽŸๅ› ใฏๆŽดใ‚ใšใ€ใ„ใคใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„้ ญ้ ˜ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใฆใ€ๆ‚ ้•ทใซๆˆฆใฃใฆๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹่ฆ‹่พผใฟใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใŸใ„ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€็ŸญๆœŸๆฑบๆˆฆใซใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๅ‡บๅ‘ใ„ใŸ่จณใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ๆ นๆ‹ ใฏ?ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใŒๆ•ตๆ„ใ‚€ใๅ‡บใ—ใงใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใธใจ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใ‚’ใ“ใฎ็›ฎใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅญ˜ๅœจใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅ…ƒใ€…่ˆˆๅ‘ณใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ้›‡ใ„ไธปใฎๅ‚ใซใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใŒใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฉฑใฏๅˆฅใ ใ€ ใพใ™ใพใ™่จณใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„็Šถๆณใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผๅดใซๅผทๅŠ›ใชใ€Ž็†พๅคฉ็จฎใ€ใŒใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎNPCใŒใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผๅ‹ขใฎ้‡่ฆNPCใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใŸใจ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Šใชใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž ็จฎใ€ใฎๆญฃๅผใชๅใ ใจๅˆคๆ˜Žใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใ€ไธ€ๅŒใฏ็ฅžๅฆ™ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใฎๅ…ˆใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ๆ‰‡ๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใฃใฝใ„ใžใ€‚็›ฎ็š„ใฏไธๆ˜Žใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใ‚’็„šใใคใ‘ใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ้›ขๅใ‚’็”ป็ญ–ใ—ใŸใฃใฝใ„ใชใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใฎ้›‡ใ„ไธปใฏใ€Žๅ†ฅ่ฆ‡ใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚นใ€ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ‚ˆใ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใฏใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่จ€ใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎๅคง่ฆๆจกใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฎ้ป’ๅน•ใฏใ€Žไบ‰ไนฑใฎ็”ณใ—ๅญ ๅ†ฅ่ฆ‡ใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚นใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚นใ€ใฏใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅ‹ๅˆฉใ—ใŸๆšใซใ€็ฅžใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ—ๆŽˆใ‘ใ‚‹ใ ใจใ‹ใ€็ฅžๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅผทๅ…ตใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใ‚„ไฟบ้”ใซ่‰ฒใ€…ใจๅนใ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸใŒ......ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใŒ็พๅฎŸใธใจๆตธ้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฏŸ็Ÿฅใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฏๅ†ฅ่ฆ‡ใ‚ขใƒฌใ‚นใฎ็”˜่จ€ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆญฃ็ขบใซ็†่งฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฅžใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ—ๆŽˆใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซไฟๆŒใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๆฌกใซใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฎ็™บ่จ€ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใซใใฆใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃไผฏ็ˆตใฎๆฎบๅฎณใฏ็†่งฃใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใซใจใฃใฆๆฐ—ใซ้ฃŸใ‚ใชใ„่กŒใ„ใ‚’ใ€ไผฏ็ˆตใŒใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไธ็ขบๅฎš่ฆ็ด ใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸ้™ฃๅ–ถใงใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆๅฎŒ้‚ใชใ‚“ใฆๅพกๅ…ใ ใ€ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏใ„ใคใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใŒๆฎบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใจใ€่‡ชๅ˜ฒๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€ไฟบใฎไบˆๆƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใฏๅค–ใ‚Œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆด่ปใŒใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฎๅไนฑๅˆ†ๅญใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€ใชใœๆ€ฅใซใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซ้žๅ”ๅŠ›็š„ใ ใฃใŸ ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซใจใฃใฆใ“ใฎ็ ฆใง็ฑ ใ‚Šใ€ๅฎˆใ‚Šใซๅพนใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผๅดใฏไพฏ็ˆตใŒใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่‡ช็„ถๆถˆๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใฐไฟบใฎไธ‹ใซใคใใฎใ‚‚้ ทใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็ถ™ๆ‰ฟๆˆฆไบ‰ๅพŒใฎใŠๅ‰ใฎๆŒฏ่ˆžใ„ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใงๅ…จใฆ่ฉฑใ—ใŸใžใ€ๆฌกใฏใŠๅ‰ใฎ็•ชใ ใ€‚ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏไฟบใซ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฃใฆ......ใ‚ฟใƒญใจๅ‘ผใ‚“ใงใปใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆˆฆๅพŒใ‚‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ้ ผใ‚€ใžใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใงใฎๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚’่ฟ”ใ™ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใจใฎไบคๆธ‰ไบ‹ใฏใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅคงใใชไธ€ๆˆฆใ‚‚็ต‚ใˆใŸไบ‹ใ ใ—ใ€ๅฎˆๅ‚™ใฎๆ–นใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใไป–ใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใซไปปใ›ใฆไฟบใฏไธ€ๆ—ฆใ‚ชใƒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ไผš่ญฐใซๅ‡บๅธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๅ„ไปฃ่กจๆ ผใซใใ†่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ—ใ€ๅพŒใฏๅ„ใ€…ใ ใ‚ŒใŒไบคไปฃใง็ ฆใฎๅฎˆๅ‚™ใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†ใ‹ใฎ่ฉฑใธใจๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž่–้จŽๅฃซใ€ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒณใ‚ผไพฏ็ˆตใŒใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ•ตๅดใฎ่‡ช็„ถๅดฉๅฃŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚็ ฆใฎๅฎˆๅ‚™้™ฃใฏไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใŒๆœ‰ๅˆฉใ ใจๆŠŠๆกใงใใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใฎๅ‹้”ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹? ใจใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ก”ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็–‘ๅ•ใฎ่‰ฒใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใซ็ญ”ใˆใšใ€ใŸใ ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€......ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸใญใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ ใ•ใฃใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใซใ‚ใ‚่จ€ใฃใŸๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใงใฎๅ‹•ๆบใ‚„็–‘ๅ•ใฏๆŠ‘ใˆใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚้กใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸไฟบใฎ้ก”ใฏ......้Š€้ซชใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใจ็พๅฎŸใง
Honestly, it was unexpected that Wolfe could have been kept in hand so far without a fight. "Hung. What do you know now... oh, so the explanation that reveals this insider is also within the meaning of Kyoujun" Sent a frustrating glance at Bentence, and stared at with harsh eyes by his sister and best friends, Wolfe seemed to have guessed something on his own. "There are two NPCs to lose when the Granze side is killed, the Marquis of Granze and Count Hardy. One of these days, because Count Hardy was killed." I see. So are you familiar with the circumstances of the NPC and how did you come to tell me? Sorry, Wolf. I had no idea about that. This is the first information I've heard. I was also surprised that there was a route for NPCs to kill important NPCs involved in large-scale quests. "Recently, there's been a rumor about NPC among mercenaries (players) in the offensive tip group. I'm not sure if they're here, but I've found traces and heirlooms of their presence all over the Clan Clan. That power is powerful, supernormal, and the total number of people is ten, and it's been confirmed that up to three people exist." My sister snorted and nodded with her face, so I listened knowingly. "The generic name is" Ten Mr. of Heavenly Extinction ". They tour the world and are also called supreme mediators who work to maintain equilibrium from various points of view. Even the gods, who reign as the ruling class of the clan clan, are the only ones who fear it." That's my sister. It helps to subtly explain what I wouldn't know. What the hell are they like? "" Sacred Knight, "" Dragon Palace Users, "" Alchemist, "only these three have very little information out there" "An alchemist? "Oh, you've heard of it, haven't you? A madman who perverts the world and even creates it... only the name Noah turns out." Noah...... the name did sound familiar. That NPC knew Mr. Mithola and became the successor to Master Richie and his fellow master, New Age Saint-Germain, the alchemist of divine wisdom...... "Genesis Alchemist Noah World......" Everyone was flabbergasted by my whining. The surprise of how I knew the full name of "Shitene" appeared in the faces of the members on the spot. "Hmm. Is that the official name of the" Alchemist "with" Shitene Seeds "on one column? Anyway, this time, Count Hardy was killed by the same 'Heavenly Species' as that, the Sacred Knight. I can't grasp the cause, have a leader who doesn't know when he'll be killed, and there's no chance he can fight long enough to win. This is how we got to the short-term showdown to avoid a failed quest." "What makes you believe your story? Bentens stops at Wolfe with hostility. "Because I saw the Sacred Knight with these eyes." "I wasn't originally interested in the existence of" Ten Men of Heaven's Extinction. "But if there's a" Holy Knight "beside my employer, it's different." This is an increasingly inexplicable situation. There was a powerful 'Heavenly Species' on Granze's side, and that NPC killed the important NPC of Granze's forces... "I have been given the status of Commander (OFFICER) by the Marquis de Granze, even though I am bent. I guess that's why, by way of exception, I was invited to Granze's private room. At that time, he met with NPC, who called himself" Ten Mr. of Heavenly Extinction ". The members of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) who were with me at that time are also watching The Holy Knight." "Conflict petitioner Megumi Ares". After "Genesis Alchemist Noah World," it was found to be the official name of "Seeds of Heaven," and they all urged Wolfe to explain it with a mysterious expression. "Apparently, it was the 'Holy Knight' who fanned this war of Grantore inheritance. Purpose unknown, but you seem to have set the Marquis of Granze ablaze and plotted a departure from the Ignitol royal family. Our employer used to listen to the word 'meditation Ares', rather than the Marquis de Granze seemed to follow the word 'Saint Knight' in the first place." If you believe Wolfe's words, the mastermind behind this massive quest will be "Allez the Conflict's Offender". "In the dawn of the victory of this battle," Megumi Ares "has breathed a lot into the Marquis of Granze and us, like opening up the power of God and giving him a mighty soldier with divine power..." With Wolfe's words perceived as eroding the game into reality, we understand exactly what Hades Ares means by his sweet words. Does opening up and imparting God's power refer to retaining skills in reality? Next, a statement to the Marquis de Granze, a strong soldier with divine power (skills), must mean the mercenary (player) himself. Many mercenaries (players) are now conducting quests about the Granze side. "Come here. I don't understand the killing of Count Hardy. I'm sorry that the Count has made such an indeterminate effort to complete the quest in a faction with such indeterminate elements." Wolff finished his self-derisive explanation that it was not strange when the Marquis of Granze was murdered. In the end, what I expected was off. Looks like reinforcements weren't insurgents against Wolf. This revealed why we suddenly began assembling as reinforcements even to mercenaries (players) who were uncooperative with Wolfe. I guess it's because the losing colour on the Marquis de Granze's side began to be visible by the deeds of the 'Pluto Ares'. For Wolfe, caged in this fort, and if guarded thoroughly, the Granze side has a great chance of the Marquis being killed and naturally extinguished. Then you'll snort beneath me. "Silver angel, you know how you behaved after this Grantor inheritance war, don't you? Now I've told you everything, it's your turn next. But as if to say, Wolfe will get confirmation from me. "An angel of silver... I'd like you to call me Taro. Of course, make friends with the Mercenary Corps (Klan) 'Lonely Wolf' even after the war. Right?" "Oh, yeah. Nice to meet you, Taro." Negotiations with Wolfe about paying back his debts at the Fairy Ball ended with deep interaction with members (members) of the "Lonely Wolf". It was Wolfe's opinion to peek into his face for the children's mercenaries. "Then the big fight is over, and I'll leave the defense to everyone else for a while, and I'll be right back." He said so to each of the delegates who were attending the meeting, and later went on to talk about who would take turns defending the fort. If we know that the Marquis of Granze may also be killed by the hands of the 'Holy Knight', then the natural collapse of the enemy side is also possible. The fort's defensemen were able to grasp that they were more advantageous than expected and seemed relieved. "An earlier friend, Shintaro, said he was trying to go to someone's house. Try visiting his house again." How could you? and the color of doubt floats over Mina's face. But I don't answer that, I just smile to reassure you. "Uh... what are you talking about? "See you, Mina." Wave gently and log out of Clan Clan. Before I said oh to Mina, I meant to contain the upsets and doubts in me. But my face in the mirror... the pretty girl with silver hair looked anxiously at herself. Encountering Mina in real life seemed like the beginning of something.
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231่ฉฑ ๆญฏ่ปŠใฎๅคๅทฃ ใ€Œใฆใƒปใ‚“ใƒปใ—ใƒปใกใ‚…ใ‚~ใ‚“โ™ช ใŠๅพ…ใŸใ›ใ‚“ใƒƒโ˜† ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ€ใ‚„ใ‚“ใ”ใจใชใ่บซๅˆ†ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ใ„ใ„ใŠ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใพใใพใใช้ƒจๅฑ‹ใงใ™ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใฃใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€‘ใฎ่ผใ้›†ใ‚ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€็Ž‹ๅŸŽใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใธๆˆปใ‚‹ใจๆ—ขใซไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฏ้›†ใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใ—ใฆใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคใใ‚“ใฎ้ †็•ชใงๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€‚ๅพ…ใŸใ›ใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญใ€ ไธ€ๅŒใฏใ•ใฃใๆฅใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใจ่จ€ใ†ใฎใงใ€ใปใฃใจ่ƒธใ‚’ใชใงใŠใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฃใƒซใƒผใƒˆใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใŒๆฅใ‚Œใฐใ€้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใŒใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชๆฟƒใ„ใ‚ใชใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅ‡„ใ‚“ใ ็ฌ‘ใฟใงใใ‚“ใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅใใจใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใƒคใƒใ„ๅ“็‰ฉใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žใ“ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ•ใฃใจใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใ‚’ๆฉŸๅซŒ่‰ฏใๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€้›ใˆๆŠœใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่ค่‰ฒ่‚Œใฎ่‚ขไฝ“ใ‚’ๆƒœใ—ใ’ใ‚‚็„กใ้š›ใฉใ„่กฃ่ฃ…ใงไธปๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใŒ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใงๆ‰€ๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€Ž ใ€Œ็งใฏๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจไธ€็ท’ใซ้Žใ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใธใงใ‚‚่ตดใใพใ™ใ€ ็ฅžๅฎ˜ๆœใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใฟใ€ใใฎ้‡‘้ซชใ‚’ๆท‘ใ‚„ใ‹ใซใŠใ‚ใ™ใƒŸใƒŠใ€‚่–็ซฅๅฅณ็„ถใจใ—ใŸไฝ‡ใพใ„ใงไฟบใซ็ฅˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใƒŸใƒŠใฏ็ด ็›ดใซๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใฎๅนผใ„ๅค–่ฆ‹ใซใ‚‚ๆ‹˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆ”พใค้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ•ฐใซใฏ้™ๅบฆใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๅจๅŠ›ใŒๅ‡„ใพใ˜ใ„ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฉšใใ ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใŸๆ•ตใซใฏใ€ๅฎน่ตฆใชใใƒกใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใฆ็ •ใๅงฟใฏ้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ใ„ใ„ใŠ่ฉฑใชใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†? ้‡‘้ซชใƒ„ใ‚คใƒณใƒ†ใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒƒใจๆบใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๆ—ขใซๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚„ๅฎ็‰ฉใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏ็›—่ณŠใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใชใ€ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ้š ๅฏ†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚„็›—่ณŠใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ฝ ๆคœ็Ÿฅใ€ใใ—ใฆ็ด ๆ—ฉใ„่บซใฎใ“ใชใ—ใฏใ€Ž ใใ‚“ใ€‚ไธญๅญฆ็”Ÿใซใ—ใฆใฏๅคงใใใฒใ‚‡ใ‚้•ทใ„่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซใŸใฉใŸใฉใ—ใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ๅผฑใง้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏๆŠฑใใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ไฟบใฎ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใ€็ด ๆ็™บ่ฆ‹ๅŠ›ใจๆŽข็ŸฅๅŠ›ใซใŠใ„ใฆ็ด”ๅ›ใฎๅณใซๅ‡บใ‚‹่€…ใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎๆŽข็ดขใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ˆใใฐ็ด ๆๆŽก้›†ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ“ใ„ใฎไบบๆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใŒPTใฎ่ฆใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚็ตถๅฏพใซใฟใ‚“ใชใงใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ๆŽข็ดขใ ใ‚ˆ! ๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ˆ~!ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒไฟบใฎๆœฌ้Ÿณ......ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉๅฝผๅฅณใฎใƒฏใ‚ฏใƒฏใ‚ฏใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใพใงไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏไฟบใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใพใ„ใ€‚ ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซๅ‰่ก›่ทใŒใ„ใชใ„ใฎใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ๅฟƒ็ดฐใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ‚ใใพใงๆŽข็ดขใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใชใ‚‹ในใๆ•ตใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๆŽงใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎไพ้ ผใจๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ขใ—ใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใช้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ€ ใ€‘ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€่ชฐใ‚‚้ฉๅˆใ™ใ‚‹่ผใใ‚’่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใใฃใจใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠฝๅ‡บใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใจๅ„็จฎใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใจใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎ่ฃฝไฝœใ‚‚ๆ€ ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆฌฒใ‚’่จ€ใˆใฐใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅฅณ็Ž‹ใซใฟใ‚“ใชใง่ฌ่ฆ‹ใ—ใ€ใ€Ž่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใŒไฟ็ฎกใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใธใจๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅŸŽๅ†…ใฎๅปบ็ฏ‰ๆง˜ๅผใจใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ้•ใ†ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒผใƒ ๅž‹ใฎ็Ÿณ้€ ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟใ„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธญใซใฏใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅฐๅบงใŒ็‚นๅœจใ—ใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใซ่ญฆๅ‚™ๅ…ตใŒ้…ๅ‚™ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ•ฐๅคšใฎ็ฉบ้ฃ›ใถๅทจๅคงใช่ˆนใŒๅœฐไธŠใซ้›ท็‚Žใ‚’้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ็ตตใŒๆใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่ฟซๅŠ›ใซๆ€ใ‚ใš็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅผตใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ใคใใ™็จ‹ใฎ่ฆๆจกใง่กจ็พใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ–็•Œใฏใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็ฅž่ฉฑใฎไธ€ใƒšใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่˜ๅŽณใ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฏๅฐๅบงใซ็Ÿณๆฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚่พผใฟใ€ใใฎ็พ…ๅˆ—ใ‚’ๆญฃใ—ใๆƒใˆใ‚‹ใจ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ็ฅž็ง˜็š„ใ ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๅผŸใซไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใฎไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ......ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ่‚‰่ฆชใ‚’็งใฏๅคฑใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใช......ใ€ ใ—ใ‚“ใฟใ‚Šใจๅ“€ๆ„ๆผ‚ใ†่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎใจใใฏ่ฒดๆฎฟใŒใ€็งใฎๅฟƒใฎๆ”ฏใˆใซใชใฃใฆใฏใใ‚Œใพใ„ใ‹? ใใ†ใ€็งใฎ็พฉๅฆนใจใ—ใฆ......ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใจใ‹ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅ‘ๆ€ฏใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชๅฅณ็Ž‹ๆง˜ใ€‚ ไปฎใซๆ–ญใ‚ใฃใฆใ€Žใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฏไฝฟใฃใกใ‚ƒใƒ€ใƒกใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ญใƒ„้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงไฟบใฏใ“ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€‚็คผใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใใชใŸใŒ็งใฎๆœ›ใฟใ‚’ๅฎŒ้‚ใ—ใŸใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹่ค’็พŽใจๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’ๆงใใจ่ช“ใ†ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„!ใ€ ็ˆตไฝใจ้ ˜ๅœฐ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅ˜็ด”ใซ้ข็™ฝใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใฏ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€Ž่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€ใŒๅฅณ็Ž‹ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏ......ใ€ ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฎ็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใฎใฏๅ››ๆ–นใ‚’ๅฃ......ใ„ใ‚„ๆญฏ่ปŠใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸๅคง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ ใ€‚้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎไธญๅฟƒใซใฏไพ‹ใฎๅฐๅบงใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆˆปใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚‚ๆ•™ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงๅ•้กŒใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๅๆฏใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅ››่ง’ใ„้‰„ๆŸฑใŒๅคฉไบ•ใพใง็ชใ็ซ‹ใกใ€ใใฎไป˜่ฟ‘ใซใฏ็”จ้€”ไธๆ˜Žใชใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น่ฃฝใฎ่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฏใณใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ƒไฝ“ใฎใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใŒ่ค‡้›‘ใซ็ตกใฟๅˆใฃใŸใใฎ่ฃ…็ฝฎใฏใ€ๅ†…้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ๆทกใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ็ฏใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไธๅฏ่งฃใช็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฃใŒๆ•ฐ็™พๅ€‹ใฎๅคงๅฐๆง˜ใ€…ใชๆญฏ่ปŠใซๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใƒƒใจ้Ÿณใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใ็ถšใ‘ใ€ใใฎๅ‹•ไฝœใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚น่ฃฝใฎ่ฃ…็ฝฎใŒไธŠไธ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆฅใŸใ‚Šใ‚’็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใงๆญฏ่ปŠใฎๅฃใงใ™ใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็”จ้€”ไธๆ˜Žใฎ้ƒจๅ“ใ€้ƒจๆใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒใ‚ธใฏ......ๆœช็Ÿฅใฎ็ด ๆใŒใ”ใ‚ใ”ใ‚ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ไบˆๆ„Ÿใงใ™!ใ€ ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‹ใใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช! ใƒ†ใ‚คใƒ ใงใใชใ„ใ‹ใชใใ€ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ™ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ๆ‰‰ใซๆณจ่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซ็ขบ่ชใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ก”ใ ใ‘ใงๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ ทใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็ฝ ใฎ้กžใฏๆคœ็Ÿฅใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใชใฎใงใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใใฎๆ‰‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ‰‰ใฎๅ…ˆใฏๅฑ‹ๅค–ใธใจ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ตถๆ™ฏ......ใ€ ่ปข็งป่ฃ…็ฝฎใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ใ€Ž ็œผๅ‰ใซใฏๅฑฑใ€…ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใ€้‡‘ใจ้‰„ใฎๅฅ‡ๆ€ชใชๅฝขใฎใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใŒไฝ•็™พใจใใณใˆ็ซ‹ใคไธๆ€่ญฐใช้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€‚ๆจ™้ซ˜ใŒใจใฆใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€้›ฒใŒ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’ๆ•ฃๆญฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใฎ้ˆใๅ…‰ใ‚‹้‡‘่‰ฒใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใใ™ใฟใ€้ ็›ฎใงใ‚‚ๅนดๅญฃใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฝใกใ‚†ใ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆค็‰ฉใŒๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šใ€็ท‘ใŒๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคไพต้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใงๆฉŸๆขฐ้ŸณใŒใ‚ฎใƒใƒใƒƒใจ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใใ€ๆœฝใกๆžœใฆใŸๆœชๆฅ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ......ใ€ ่‡ช็„ถใจใใ‚“ใช่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใŒๅœๆญขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚„......ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€Ž ใ€Œ้‰ฑ็‰ฉใฎใƒญใƒžใƒณใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ“ใ้‰ฑ็‰ฉใฎ็ฉถๆฅตๅฝขๆ…‹! ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ‚ใ‚“ใช็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„็‰ฉใ‚’้€ ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹!? ใ“ใ“ใฏๅคฉๅ›ฝใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚ฟใƒญๅ…ˆ่ผฉ!ใ€ ๅทจๅคงใƒญใƒœใจใ„ใ†้Ÿฟใใซใ€ๅคšๅฐ‘ใชใ‚Šใจใ‚‚ๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใซใฏๅŒๆ„ใงใใ‚‹็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบ้”ใฏใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅคงใใใฆ้ ‘ไธˆใใ†ใชๆ•ตใŒใฏใณใ“ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๆŽข็ดขใซ่กŒใไบ‹ใ‚’ๅคฑๅฟตใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๅ…ˆ่ผฉใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!? ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใฆใ‚‚็ตŒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„! ๆ—ฉใใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’ๆ•ฃ็ญ–ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†! ใƒœใ‚ฏ้”ใงๅทจๅคงใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‚’ๅ‰ต้€ ใ™ใ‚‹็ฅž็ง˜ใ‚’่งฃๆ˜Žใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ‚„ใƒญใƒœใƒƒใƒˆใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๆทฑใ„้–ขใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹! ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ„้Ÿฟใใชใ‚“ใ ! ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅใฎใŸใ‚ใซไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ไบ’ใ„ใฎๅˆ†้‡Žใง็ ”้‘šใ‚’็ฉใฟ้‡ใญใฆใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†? ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œ......่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๅคฑ็คผใ ใ‘ใ‚ŒใฉใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€ ๆ‰‹ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใฃใฆใƒญใƒžใƒณใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธๆ„ใซๅฅณๆ€งใฎๆฉŸๆขฐ็š„ใชๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ!?ใ€ ใใ“ใซใฏ้‰„่ฃฝใฎๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใ‚’ใ•ใ—ใ€้ป’ใ„ใ‚ดใ‚ทใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใ‚’็€ใŸไบŒ่ถณๆญฉ่กŒใฎใƒใ‚ณใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใตใใ‚ˆใ‹ใชใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ ใงใƒกใ‚ฟใƒซใƒœใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ€‚ไธกใฎ็›ฎใŒๆญฏ่ปŠใงๅ‡บๆฅใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใจๅ›ž่ปขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅฆ™ใซๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒผใฏใƒใ‚ณใƒปใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ขใƒปใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€‚ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใชใƒใ‚ณๅž‹ใƒญใƒœใƒƒใƒˆใฏใ€็ถบ้บ—ใชใŠ่พžๅ„€ใจๅ…ฑใซๆ—ฅๅ‚˜ใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ—ใŠใ‚‰ใ—ใๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ€ใฒใ•ใ—ใถใ‚ŠใฎใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใ‚’ๆญ“่ฟŽใ ใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€ ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซใฏใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใพใ‚‹ใง็…งใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ€‚
234 231 Stories The Ancient Nest Of Gear "Ah... shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh. When did the angel, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh, shh "Heavenly Lord, this is a nice room." "Well, that's a nice room." "Oh, uh, thank you for today" After completing the glorious gathering of [Koma], when we returned to the room reserved for the royal castle, our companions had already gathered. He greets me in the order of George, Mina, Lily, and Junya-kun. "Ah, guys. Sorry to keep you waiting." I say we just got here together, so I relieve myself of my chest. "If the Angel Cucumber tells you about the back route, it'll fly." When Eyeshadow throws up such a dialogue with a perfectly thick George grin, it kind of sounds like he's dealing with a nasty item. He rocks more punch perms in a good mood, claiming to have worked out brown-skinned limbs in an extraordinary costume at no cost. ... I'm just going to The Gear's Old Nest (Harold Gear) using a device secretly owned by the Royal Ignitol. "If I could spend time with Heavenly Master, I'd go anywhere." Mina dresses herself in cleric clothing and softly grates her blonde hair. I honestly think Mina is adorable to say that with a soft smile, like praying to me in a holy child's standing. But in spite of this young appearance, I'm surprised because her magical number of releases is so limited and so powerful. Even closer enemies are relied upon to shake and crush their mace relentlessly. "It's a good story, isn't it? Can I expect jewellery? I think Mr. Lily is a bandit around shaking the blonde twint and already thinking about rewards and treasures. Her covert skills and trap detection as a bandit, as well as her quick physical appearance, are sure to work in the 'Gear's Old Nest (Harold Gear)' exploration. Furthermore, bow technology is a first-class product, so medium range combat is very reliable. Junya, the younger brother of Shaky Night. For a junior high school student, he looks up to his body for a long time and greets everyone as he follows. Everyone may hold images like a little weak and unreliable. But as far as I know, there's no one out to your right in material discovery and detection. This is the first time I've explored it, and it's a great talent for gathering materials. "Taro is the key to PT. It's definitely an exploration while we all protect Taro! I'm going to get you in the mood!" Yeah, Mr. Twa. I'd rather protect it than be protected, that's what I really am... but her excitement is coming this far. I feel the same way, and most importantly, Mr. Twa seems to be having fun, so I don't have to say anything. Overall, the lack of avant-garde positions is a bit meticulous. But this time it's only about exploration. He wants to complete Mr. Mithola's request and Queen's quest while refraining from fighting as much as possible against the enemy. "Thank you all for coming together. I think this exploration of [Gear's Old Nest (Harold Gear)] is quite dangerous. I'm ready to do whatever I can, but I'm gonna let you all rely on me." But as for [tanks (Luke)] and [saints (bishops)], nobody could put in the glow to fit, so this must be extracted from the monster. And I haven't neglected to make all kinds of potions and items. Speaking of greed, I wanted to make a virus bottle with my skills [Herbarium Savan, a longtime botanist], but this time I refused because I haven't been able to collect blood. Then Queen Ignitol showed us all, and led us to the building where the "Transfer Device" was kept. Step into a domed stone building, clearly different from the architectural style of the castle. Inside were dotted a number of pedestals, all of which were equipped with guards. If you look up at the ceiling, there are pictures of numerous flying giant ships pouring thunder flames on the ground. Unexpectedly keep an eye on its power. The world, expressed on such a scale as to fill the ceiling, had majesty as if it had cut a page of mythology intact. The transfer device seems to implant something like a tablet in the pedestal and activates when its compass is aligned correctly, which I thought was a bit mysterious. Yes, Your Majesty. "If anything happens to my brother... don't let me lose my only flesh and blood..." Her Majesty the Queen, who will have a somber and sad look. "Will you support my heart then? Yes, as my sister-in-law..." Besides, cutting it out at this time, isn't it a little dastardly, Queen? If you say no and say, "Then you can't use the transfer device," it's too tight. So I just have to take this suggestion. "Hehe. Say thank you. But if I do what I want, I swear I'll give you more rewards and thanks." "Yes!" Title and territory! This simply sounds interesting and fun. "Then I asked you to do it." Thus, the "Transfer Device" was activated by the Queen's hand, and our magic guide (Oaken) city, The Old Nest of Gears (Harold Gear), began its attack. "This place..." Wrapped in the dazzling light of the transfer device, we appeared in a large room surrounded by gears, walled in all directions... There are example pedestals in the center of the room and they teach you how to return so there is no problem. "Somehow, it's amazing..." George looks indoors and gets an exclamation exhale. A number of square steel columns stand up to the ceiling, and there are a number of unknown glass apparatuses in the vicinity. Its apparatus, intricately intertwined with the glass of the sphere, is lit with pale light from the inside, with an inexplicable beauty. Further walls are filled with hundreds of different gears, large and small. Keep moving as they make giggly noises and repeat the glass device going up and down as it moves. "It's like a gear wall..." "Unknown parts, members, that screw...... I have a feeling there is a lot of unknown material! "This is Oaken City. I wonder what kind of monster you have! I was wondering if I could Tame." As each reacts, I keep an eye on the door Lily points to. If you just look back at Mr. Lily with your face to get confirmation, she nodded cocklessly, so apparently no traps have been detected. So slowly open your hands on that door. Apparently, the end of the door continued outdoors. "Stunning view......" Out of the room with the transfer device, we found ourselves in a relatively high position in the Gear's Old Nest, which gave us a wonderful view. A strange city surrounded by mountains with hundreds of strange forms of objects of gold and iron. It flows as if there is a very high altitude or a cloud walks through the city. The dull, glowing golden colour of the object is completely dull, and you can see the season in it even in the distance. Plants are rooting as if embracing a decaying fate, and greens are eroding slightly. And the sound of the machine whispers like a wooden spirit. "Wow, it feels like a decaying future city..." Nature and those words come out of my mouth. However, the functioning of the city has not completely ceased. Even from here, I could see moving buildings and... perhaps machines called 'Armored Beasts (Guianos)' roaming around. "The romance of minerals, that's the ultimate form of minerals! How can I make such wonderful things!? Is this heaven, Senior Taro! I feel more or less empathetic with the sound of a giant robot. Junya, there's something about your excitement, but let's not lose sight of the fact that from now on we're going to explore a city full of enemies that seem so big and sturdy. "Can you do anything with Senior Taro's alchemy!? Oh, I can't stay anymore or not! Come on, let's take a stroll around this city! Uncover the mystery of creating a giant golem with us! I do feel that golems and robots are deeply involved in alchemy! Golem, what a good sound! "Of course, Junya. We've been building up research in each other's fields for this day, haven't we? Huh. Huh." "... I'm excited, I'm sorry to bother you." A woman's mechanical voice sounded inadvertently from our feet as we spoke of romance with our hands together. "Whew!" "What is this!? There was a two-legged cat wearing an iron sun umbrella and a black gothic dress. Metal body with a slightly plump shape. It's oddly adorable that both eyes are made of gear and spinning in circles. "I'm a cat fair lady. [Guided Mechanical Beast (Guide Catter)] of [Auken City]." The little cat-shaped robot is turning the umbrella clichy and moist with a beautiful bow. "Hi, welcome to the hiccups." In my eyes, she looked as if she was illuminated.
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ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ‰ใ„ใ€‚ใฆใฃใใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ่กŒใ่ฉฐใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹้›ฃใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใญใ‡ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใใƒณใ€‚ใ†ใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใ—ใ€่ฒทใ†ใŠๅฎขใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ›ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใƒใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ‚ใ’ใกใ‚ƒใŠใฃใ‹ใชใใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Žใปใ‚“ใจใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€็ฅžใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใŠใ‚Œ......ใŠ้‡‘ใŒ200ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ—ใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŽใŠ้‡‘ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ๅœจๅบซๅ‡ฆๅˆ†ใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใกใ‚‡ใ†ใ ใใ„โ™ชใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€่–ๆฏใ ใ‚! ใ€ŽใŸใ ใใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใŠๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคๆ—ฅใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใ ใ„ใถๅ…ˆใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใˆใ€่ญฒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚Œใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ไฟบใฏ่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใธใจ็Œ›ใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฑ‹ใซใคใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ไพ‹ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ :ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Žๅˆๆˆใƒ„ใƒœใ€ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใ”ใ–ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใใใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใ‚’่ชญใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใงๅฟ…่ฆใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€‘ ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Žๅˆๆˆ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚ใใ€ใพใ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆๆˆใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใซใฏๅฝ“ๅˆ†ๅ…ˆใฎใ“ใจใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใญ......ใพใ ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ—ใ‹่ฆšใˆใฆใพใ›ใ‚“ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฏใ™ใ”ใ‰ใใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒไธŠใŒใ‚Šใซใใ„ใฃใฆ่žใใ—ใญใ‡ใƒณใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใตใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚......ๆˆฆ้—˜็ณปใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใตใ‚‹ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒใชใใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธๆ›ฐใใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใฏๅคงๅˆฅใ—ใฆ3็จฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ใค็›ฎใŒๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใฉใŒใ“ใ‚Œใซ่ฉฒๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบŒใค็›ฎใŒ็”Ÿ็”ฃใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใง้›ๅ†ถใ‚„ๆ–™็†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใฉใ ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไธ‰ใคใ‚ใŒๅŒๆฅตใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใจ่จ€ใ„ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใจ็”Ÿ็”ฃใฎไธกๆ–นใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ๆŒใค็ณป็ตฑใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏใ“ใฎๅˆ†้กžใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŒๆฅตใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ไฝฟใ„่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒใชใ‹ใชใ‹ไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‚กใƒณใ€‚ใ‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆ่ฒด้‡ใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ€ไธ็ขบๅฎš่ฆ็ด ใฎๅผทใ„้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚„็”Ÿ็”ฃใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซๆณจใŽ่พผใ‚“ใ ๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹่งฃใชใฎใญใ‡ใƒณใ€‚ไปŠใจใชใฃใฆใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠใ’ใซ่†จๅคงใชๆ™‚้–“ใฎใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ไฝฟใ„ใŸใŒใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎๅธŒๅฐ‘ๆ€ง......ใ‹ใ€ ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ2ใซไธŠใŒใฃใŸใจใใซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ15ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸ! ใ“ใฎใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใตใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚‚็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ!? ไฟบใฏใ•ใฃใใใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซ1ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใšใคใตใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ3ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Žๅค‰้ฉใฎ้Š…ๆณ•ใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸ!: ใ€Œใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใˆใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Žๅค‰้ฉใฎ้Š…ๆณ•ใ€ ใ€MPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใฏ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใซไพๅญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใปใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใƒปไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใจใ‚‚ใซไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใŸใชใ€‚ ใซใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใคใŽ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ4ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ5ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ6ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Žๅคฑๆ•—ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใธใฎ็Ž‹้“ใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸ!: ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹็ฟ’ๅพ—ใงใใŸใฟใŸใ„ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใจไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‚’็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ€็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅคฑๆ•—ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใธใฎ็Ž‹้“ใ€ ใ€MPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆๅค‰ๆ›ใฎๅคฑๆ•—็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคฑๆ•—็Ž‡ใฏ็ŸฅๅŠ›ใซไพๅญ˜ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคฑๆ•—็ด ๆใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ„ๆ™‚ใซไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฎๅคฑๆ•—็Ž‡ใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹......? ใตใ‚€ใ†ใ€‚ใพใŸMPใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅ–ๅพ—ๆ™‚ใฏMPใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏ11ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๆŒฏใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ7ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ8ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ9ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ10ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸ!: ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏ7ใ€‚ ็ตๅฑ€ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€8ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็Ž‹้“ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅˆๆˆ! ็ด ๆใจ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ—ใฆใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹! ใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใๅˆๆˆใ—ใฆใฟใพใ™!ใ€ ไฟบใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซๅฃฐ้ซ˜ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ‡? ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸใฎใ‰ใ‚“? ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‡ใ‚“!? ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ€1้€ฑ้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใŠใใ‚‰ใใใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใตใ‚‰ใšใซใ€ๅœฐ้“ใซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ€็ฟ’็†Ÿๅบฆใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใตใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ๆˆฆ้—˜็ณปใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซใตใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ€ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๅพŒๅ›žใ—ใ ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใจใซใ‹ใใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ€‚ ้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฏใพใ‚“ใพ้Š…ใฎๅˆ†ๅŽšใ„้‡œใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’ใฎใžใใจใ€ใใ“ใฏ็œŸใฃๆš—ใชๅคœ้—‡ใซๆ˜ŸใŒใกใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆฅตๅฐใฎ็ ‚็ฒ’ใŒใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจ็…Œใ‚ใๆถฒไฝ“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅคœ็ฉบใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ้‡œใซๅˆๆˆใ—ใŸใ„็ด ๆใ‚’ๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใฏๆ–ฐ็ด ๆใ‚’ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‚ผใƒชใƒผใ€ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘ใฎๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ†ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆถฒไฝ“ใจ็›ธๆ€งใฎ่‰ฏใ„......ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ๅ…ƒใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆถฒไฝ“ใฎ็ด ๆใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ร—5ใ€ใ€Ž ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ‚’ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใซใƒใƒใƒฃใƒณใจๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’ใฎใžใใจใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใš้™ใ‹ใชๅคœ็ฉบใ‚ใ„ใŸๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใŒ ๆฌกใ„ใงใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ้Œฌ้‡‘้‡œใฎๅ‰ใซใ‹ใ–ใ™ใจใ€้Œฌ้‡‘้‡œใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘้‡œใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใซ่–„ใ„็…™ใ€้›ฒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ้‡œใฎไธญใฎๆถฒไฝ“ใฎ่ผใใŒ้ˆใใฉใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠใจใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“?ใ€ ใ‚ˆใๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใƒˆใƒใƒˆใƒใจๆตใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ :ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€้–‹ๅง‹ใ€‚ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใง้‡œใซใ„ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด ๆใ‚’ๆททใœใฆใใ ใ•ใ„: ใจใ€ใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ€ๆŒ‡็คบใซใ—ใŸใŒใ†ใ“ใจใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใงใ€ใพใœใพใœใ€‚ :้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้‡œใฎๆธฉๅบฆใ‚’่จญๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†: :้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใฎใพใœๅŠ ๆธ›ใ‚’่ชฟ็ฏ€ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†: :ใƒ’ใƒณใƒˆใฏใ€ŽๅŒ‚ใ„ใ€ใ€Ž่‰ฒใ€ใ€Ž่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ€ใ€Ž็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ€ใฎ4็‚นใงใ™: ใ€Œใ†ใŠใ‰?ใ€ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใƒญใ‚ฐใŒ้€ฃ็ถšใงๆตใ‚Œๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ้‡œใฎๆธฉๅบฆ่จญๅฎš? ใใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚’่ชฟ็ฏ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้‡œใซๅผทใƒปไธญใƒปๅผฑใจใ„ใ†ใƒœใ‚ฟใƒณใŒใ‚ใฃใŸ(็ฌ‘)ใ€‚ ็ฐกๆ˜“็‰ˆใฎIHใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ไปŠใฎๆธฉๅบฆใฏไธญ็ซใ ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ ้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰......ๆธฉๅบฆ่ชฟๆ•ด......ใ€‚ ๅŒ‚ใ„......็‰นใซใชใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่‰ฒ......ๆ›‡ใ‚Šใฎๅคœ็ฉบใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎ......ใจใใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใชใ€ใ„ใ€ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒ–ใ‚ฏใƒ–ใ‚ฏใจๆณกใŒๅนใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ€ๆฒธ้จฐใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ไธญ่บซใฎ็ด ๆใŒ็„ฆใ’ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๅผทใใ‹ใๅ›žใ™ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใชใฎใ‹? ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅผฑ็ซใซใ™ใ‚‹ในใ? ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€ใ‹ใๆททใœใ‚‹ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’้€Ÿใใ—ใฆใ€ๆธฉๅบฆใ‚‚ๅผฑใซใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใฃใกใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏ็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ ใŒ......็‰นใซๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€‚ใกใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ญ”ๅฅณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ฆใƒ•ใƒ•ใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่„‡ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆณจๆ„ๆทฑใ้‡œใฎไธญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ตคใ„็…™ใŒ้‡œใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒขใ‚ฏใƒขใ‚ฏใจๅ™ดใๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใƒœใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใจใƒ„ใƒœใ‹ใ‚‰่ตคใ„็…™ใŒไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ :ๅˆๆˆใซๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใŸ็ด ๆใฏๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใจ็„กๆƒ…ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใ‹......ใ€ ไฟบใฎใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใจใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใจๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ†ๆฐ—ใ‚’่ฝใจใ•ใชใ„ใงใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ฒด้‡ใชใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใฎๅ…ƒใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€‚ ไปŠใฏ็ง‘ๅญฆใ‚‚้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ€่กŒใฃใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚„้ขจๆ™ฏใ‚’่‡ชๅฎ…ใงๅ…จใฆ่ฆ–ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ๆ™‚ไปฃใ€‚ ไปŠๆ›ดใ€ๆœช็Ÿฅใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใ„็ซ‹ใค่ผฉใฏใ€ใŠ้‡‘ใซไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้‡‘ๆŒใกใ‚„ๆ—…่กŒๅฎถใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใง็ด ๆ•ตใชๆœช็Ÿฅใจ้ญ้‡ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ„ใ‚ใญโ™ชใ€ ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‰ใ‚ฆใŒๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไธก็›ฎใ‚’ใƒใƒใฃใจใคใ‚€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธๆตใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใ‚’ใจใฐใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚‚ใพใŸๆœช็Ÿฅใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใพใŸใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ—ใฆใฟใพใ™!ใ€ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ’ใšใซไบŒๅบฆ็›ฎใฎใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’ๆ•ข่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฌกใฎๅˆๆˆ็ด ๆใจใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ......ใ€‚ ๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ…จ็„ถ็—›ใใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’้ธใผใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใงๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใงใใŸ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ€ใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใซใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ใƒˆใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚ฏใจๆตใ—่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๆฌกใชใ‚‹ๅˆๆˆ็ด ๆ......ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€ใตใจใ•ใฃใๅˆๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใซ2ๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ€ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎไธญ่บซใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹็ด ๆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‹ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„?ใ€ ่ฉฆใ—ใซใ€ใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ไบŒๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆ้‡œใฎๅ‰ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆš—้›ฒใŸใกใ“ใ‚ใŸ็…™ใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใจๆ›‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใพใšใใ†ใ ใ€‚ไปŠใซใ‚‚้›จใŒ้™ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใช้›ฒใ‚Šๅ…ทๅˆใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ็ด ๆใฎใƒใƒงใ‚คใ‚นใฏใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆฌกใซใ€Ž็กฌ็Ÿณใ€ใฎไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใง็”Ÿๆˆใ—ใŸใ€Žใ„ใ—ใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ‚’ๆŽฒใ’ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฐๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใŒ้›ฒใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ ......ใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใซๅˆใ„ใใ†ใช็ด ๆใ€‚ ้›‘่‰ใ‚’ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใฆไฝœใฃใŸใ€Ž ใ€ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎๅ‰ใซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎไธญใฏ็ถบ้บ—ใชๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใฎใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚คใ‚คๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎ่‰ฒใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๅคฉๅ€™ใซๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ—ใฆๅˆๆˆใฎๆˆๅŠŸ็Ž‡ใจใ‹ใ€็ด ๆใฎ็›ธๆ€งใ‚’็คบๅ”†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ™ดใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใ€‚ ๆ›‡ใ‚Šใชใ‚‰ๅฑใชใ„ใ€‚ ้›จใชใ‚‰ๅคฑๆ•—ใ€‚ใจใ‹? ใ“ใฎไปฎ่ชฌใฎใ‚‚ใจใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž ใ€Œ......่‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ๅผฑ็ซใง็…ฎ่พผใ‚€ใฎใŒๅฎš็•ชใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใชใ€ ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎๆธฉๅบฆใ‚’ๅผฑใซใ—ใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‹ใๆททใœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ€ๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ๅคœ็ฉบใฏใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใฎ่Œถ่‰ฒใซๆ”ฏ้…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่‰ฒใงๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹? ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใใคใใคใจ้‡œใฎไธญใŒๆฒธ้จฐใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€่‰ฒใฏ่Œถ่‰ฒใ‹ใ‚‰็ถบ้บ—ใช็ท‘่‰ฒใซใชใ‚Šใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ใŒใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚’้™ค่Œ? ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ๆธฉๅบฆใฏใใฎใพใพใงใ€ใ‹ใๆททใœใ‚‹้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚’้€Ÿใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ่‰ใ‚’้•ทใใ‚†ใงใ™ใŽใฆใ€ใจใ‚ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฒธ้จฐใ—้ŽใŽใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใๆททใœ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹? ้‡œใฎไธญใฏใ€็ท‘่‰ฒใŒ่Œถ่‰ฒใ‚’ไพต้ฃŸใ—ใ€ใ™ใใซๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช็ท‘ไธ€่‰ฒใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้’ใ„็…™ใŒใŸใกใ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“?ใ€ :ใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€+ใ€Ž ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๆ„›ใŠใ—ใใ†ใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆˆๅŠŸใ‚’็ฅใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใŒใ€ใพใๅฌ‰ใ—ใใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใ€็ท‘่‰ฒใฎๆต„ๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐดใ€‚ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซ้ฉใ—ใŸ็ด ๆใ€‘ ใ€Œใคใ„ใซใใŸใ‹......ใ€ RPGใฎๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ็ด ๆใŒใ€ไปŠใ“ใ“ใซๅฎŒๆˆ! ใ€Œใชใซใชใซใƒผใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็ด ๆใŒใงใใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎ็ด ๆใฃใฝใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“? ็ขบใ‹ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎ็ด ๆใฃใฆใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šไฝœใ‚‹ใฎใซๆ‰‹้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅ‚่€ƒใพใง่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ—ใ‹ใใƒณใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎใ€ŽไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’3ๅ›žใใ‚‰ใ„ๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Ž็ด”ๆฐดใ€ใฃใฆ็ด ๆใงใ‚„ใฃใจใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๅ…ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚’ไธ‰ๅ›ž......ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€โ†’ใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ใพใงใฏๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆใ‚ใจ2ๅ›žใ‚‚ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€โ†’ใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€โ†’ใ€Ž?ใ€โ†’ใ€Ž็ด”ๆฐดใ€ ไธ€ๆฎต้šŽใ€็ด ๆใ‚’ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ ใฃใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€10ๅ€‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€‚ไธ‰ๅ›žใ‚‚ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚’ๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใฆไฝœใ‚Šใ ใ™ใ€Ž็ด”ๆฐดใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใŒ1000ๅ€‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹......ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉไฟบใŒไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใŸใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๅ…ƒใฎ็ด ๆใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚’ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใŸใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚’็ด ๆใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎไบบๆฐ—ใŒใชใ„ใฎใฏใใ†ใ„ใ†ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๅˆ‡ใชใใ†ใซๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅŠดๅŠ›ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใๆ‰‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๆฌก็ฌฌใ€ๅˆๆˆใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใŸใ‚ใฎไธŠไฝ็š„ใชใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ร—1000ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้€”ๆ–นใ‚‚ใชใ„ๅŠดๅŠ›ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏใ€ไปŠใงใใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใŒ็„กไพกๅ€คใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใƒใ‚คใƒƒใจ้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซๆŠ•ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใƒผใฃใฆใจใ€ใŠๆฌกใฏไฝ•ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฃฐใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆๅˆๆˆใ‚’ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ไฟบใซ็›ธใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ„ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅฃฐๆดใ‚’ๆจชใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆฌกใ€…ใจใ€Žๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹2ๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ใ‹ใ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ›‡ใ‚Š็ฉบใ‚„ใ€้›จใŒ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆณข็ด‹ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใƒขใƒŽใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใŸๆ–ฐ็ด ๆใ—ใ‹้ธๆŠž่‚ขใŒใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไป•ๆ–นใŒใชใ„ใฎใงใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใ‚’ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใฎไธŠใซใ‹ใ–ใ™ใจใ€‚ ้™ใ‹ใชๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒๆถฒไฝ“ใจ็›ธๆ€งใŒใ„ใ„ใจ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซๆ›ธใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒๅ‰ๅ›žใ€ใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใจใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใใฏใ€ๆ›‡ใ‚Š็ฉบใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใฎๆ–นใŒใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็›ธๆ€งใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใ‚Šใพใ€ใƒใ‚คใƒƒใจใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ‚’ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ€‚ ใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใฎ้–‹ๅง‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใฏใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎ้’ใ„็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใ ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€้ซ˜ๆธฉใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจ้Œฌ้‡‘้‡œใฎไธญใงใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใจๆบถใ‘ไบคใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใฎๆธฉๅบฆใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไบˆๆƒณใฉใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ใฎ้’่‰ฒใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€ใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€ใฎ็ท‘่‰ฒใจใพใ˜ใ‚Šใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ไธ€่ฆ‹้ †่ชฟใซๆ€ใˆใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€็ท‘่‰ฒใฎ็…™ใŒใƒ—ใ‚นใƒ—ใ‚นใจ้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใชใŒใ‚‰็™บ็”Ÿใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆ–™็†ใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ใ“ใŒใ™้Ÿณใซไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใจๆ€ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„ŸใŒใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใฎๆธฉๅบฆใ‚’ๅผฑใพใงไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฌก็ฌฌใซ็‰ฉ้จ’ใช้Ÿณใจใ€็ท‘่‰ฒใฎใ‘ใ‚€ใ‚Šใฏ็ต‚ๆฏใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ‹ใๆททใœใฆใ‚†ใใจใ€้‡œใฎไธญใฏ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸใ‚จใƒกใƒฉใƒซใƒ‰ใ‚ฐใƒชใƒผใƒณใฎ่‰ฒใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€้’่‰ฒใฎ็…™ใŒๆฒธใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆต„ๅŒ–ๆฐดใ€+ใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆ ธใ€ โ†’ ใ€Ž ใฎๆถ™+1ใ€ใŒ็”Ÿๆˆใงใใพใ—ใŸ: ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ตคใ„็…™ใฏๅˆๆˆๅคฑๆ•—ใฎๅˆๅ›ณใงใ€้’ใ„็…™ใŒๆˆๅŠŸใฎๅฐใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹! ใฎๆถ™+1ใ€ ใ€ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจHPใ‚’ๅณๅบงใซ180ๅ›žๅพฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคๅคฉ็ฉบ็Ž‹ๆœๆ™‚ไปฃใ€ไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใซๆ™ฎๅŠใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒๅผ•ใ่ถŠใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๅฐŽๆฑšๆŸ“ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆป…ไบกใ‚’ๆ‚”ใ‚„ใฟใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅคฉ็ฉบไบบใฎ็„กๅฟตใŒๆถ™ใจใชใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆต„ๅŒ–ใฎไฝœ็”จใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ใใฎๆฒป็™’่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‘ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฏ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใงใ€ๅคๅคฉ็ฉบ็Ž‹ๆœใจใ‹ใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“็ฅžไปฃใฎ้บ็”ฃใ‚’ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏๆ™‚ใฎๆตใ‚Œใชใฉใ€ๅพฎใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใ™ใ‚‰่ถ…่ถŠใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ๅคงใชใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ ่‰ฏใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“้“ใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎไฝฟ็”จๅฏ่ƒฝใช้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใ€ใƒŠใƒณใƒˆใ‚ซ็Ž‹ๆœใฎๅพฉๆดปใจใ‹ใ€ใพใ•ใซไฟบใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ›ใ—้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซใฒใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ๆฐดใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ใชใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด ๆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚Œใฃใใจใ—ใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅคไปฃใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใ‚’็ถ™ใใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใตใฃใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ใซใ“ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใฏ็†่งฃใงใใพใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใชใ€‚่ฒดๆง˜ๅฆ‚ใใŒๅกๆ™บใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚“ใจใ™ใ‚‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใชใฉใ€1ใƒŸใ‚ฏใƒญใƒณใ‚‚ๆŠŠๆกใงใใพใ„ใ€‚ ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ‰......ไปŠใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?โ™ชใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฟใŸใ„ใฎใŒไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒ‹ใ‚ณใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ้ก”ใŒๆ•ฐ็žฌๅพŒใ€‚ ไธก็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚ใ„ใฃใฑใ„้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ๅฃใ‚’ใƒ‰ใƒผใƒณใจ้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ›ใƒฏใƒƒใƒ„ใƒณ!?ใ€ ็›ฎใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„็›ฎๅŠ›ใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใงใ‚‚็›ฎใซใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๆญฃ็›ดๆฐ—ๆŒใกๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใงไปŠใ™ใๆญขใ‚ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจ่ฃๅฃฐใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ไธ€็žฌใงใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒๅ†ทใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใพใฃใฆใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ฐกๅ˜ใซใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€NPCใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‰ฒ้ซ˜ใชใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’่ฒทใ†ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ใ…ใ‚“ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใชใฎใ‰ใ‚“? ๆœฌๅฝ“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ฉๅ‘ฝใƒขใƒŽใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“!?ใ€ ๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใฎใซ็„กๆกไปถใง่ค’ใ‚ใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€้€†ใซๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐใŒๆ‚ชใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ไปŠ็ŸฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚“ใชๅคงใ’ใ•ใชไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚็พใซใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใŒไฝœใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ†ใ‚‹ใ•ใ„ใชใ€‚ ใพใใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ™ใ”ใ•ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹? ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‰ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‰ใ€ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ—ฉใไฝœๆˆใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใชใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“!?ใ€ ......ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ไฟบใฎ้ขๅ€’ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธ่‡ช่บซใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๆ—ฉใใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚‚ใฉใใŒไฝœใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€ใซๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅˆๆˆ้‡œใ€ใ‚„ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใพใง่ญฒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅŽšๅŒ–็ฒงใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใƒ‘ใƒผใƒžใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ€ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆฉใฏๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆฉใ‚’ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ—ใ‚‡ใฃใฑใ„ใƒขใƒŽใงใ€่ฟ”ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใŒใ€ไฟบใชใ‚Šใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใ‚‰ใง็คบใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใ‚“!? ใชใซใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฃใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใญ?ใ€ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎใ ใ„ใ”ใฟใ€ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผๅŒๅฃซใฎใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไป–ไบบใจใฎๅˆใฎใ‚ชใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใŒใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใฏใพใ”ใ†ใ“ใจใชใไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงๅˆใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒžใƒˆใƒขใซใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใจใ—ใฆไฝฟ็”จใงใใใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒไฝœใ‚ŒใŸ่จ˜ๅฟตใ€ ใฎๆถ™ใ€ใ‚’่ญฒๆธกใ™ใ‚‹: ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ๅ–ๅผ•ใ‚’ๆŒใก่พผใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ้ก”ใฏใ€‚ ๅฃใŒใ•ใฃใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฐใƒชใจ้–‹ๆ”พใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใฎใฉใกใ‚“ใ“ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎๆๅ†™ใฎๅ†็พๅบฆใฏใ€‚ใจใ€ๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใคใคใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใฏใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใชใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ใ“ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–่จ€ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ้ ฌใ‚’ใƒใƒชใƒใƒชใจใ‹ใใคใคใ€ใ‚ใ•ใฃใฆใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ๆ—ฉใๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒž้‡Ž้ƒŽใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅค‰ใช้–“ใŒใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ท‘่‰ฒใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ............ใใ‚Œใซใ€ไธ€็žฌใงHPใ‚’180ๅ›žๅพฉใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„............ใปใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ’ใพใ™ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ! ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅˆใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘ไฝœๆˆใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ…! ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใƒๆ„Ÿๆฟ€ใƒใƒใ„ใ‚“ใฃโ™ชใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๅคงใ’ใ•ใซใ€ใ‚€ใ›ใณๆณฃใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ’ใใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใƒ“ใƒณใซ้ ฌใšใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ใƒใƒฅใƒƒใƒใƒฅใƒƒใจใ‚ญใ‚นใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ๅฎถๅฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ…ใ€‚ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ‰ใ‚“ๅบ—้ ญใซ็ฝฎใใฎใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ใฃใ”ใ‰ใใ„ใ„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ†ใฎใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใใ€ใงใ‚‚่จ˜ๅฟตใ™ในใๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใƒใƒปใƒ„ใƒปใƒขใƒปใƒŽใ ใ—ใƒโ™ช ใพใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒใ‚ฏใƒใ‚ฏใƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๆ™ฏใฏใถใฃใกใ‚ƒใ‘็›ฎใซๆฏ’ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚‚ใฉใใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅพŒๆ‚”ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Ž ใพใŸใ€ใ™ใไฝœใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ’ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฅฝใใซไฝฟใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใƒ—็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใ€Ž่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅค–ใฏๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๆ™ดๅคฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใ€ ไผธใณใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฟƒใชใ—ใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ™ดใ€…ใจใ—ใŸ็ˆฝๅฟซใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใŒใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใŸใใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅคงๅ–œใณใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใฏใชใใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸใ‚ใจใฎ็จ‹่‰ฏใ„ ็™ฝใฎไปถใงใ€้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ™ใฎใŒ่‹ฅๅนฒๅผ•ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ€้Š€้ซชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใจใ„ใ†ใ€ไบŒไบบใŒ่ฆ‹ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใจใฏใ‹ใ‘้›ขใ‚ŒใŸๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ไธๅฎ‰ใ ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ้›†ๅˆๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎๆ™‚่จˆๅฐใซๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผๅ ใ‚ฟใƒญ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ2 HP40 MP25 ๅŠ›1 ้ญ”ๅŠ›14 ้˜ฒๅพก2 ้ญ”้˜ฒ8 ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•53 ็ŸฅๅŠ›77 ๆ‰€ๆŒ้‡‘ 200ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ้ ญ:ใชใ— ่ƒด:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸๅค–ๅฅ— ่…•:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸ็šฎๆ‰‹่ข‹ ่ถณ:ใ™ใ™ใ‘ใŸ้ฉ้ด ๅทฆๆ‰‹:ใชใ— ใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใ‚ตใƒช:ใชใ— ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆ:7 ็งฐๅท:่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ๆ™‚ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅ–ๅพ—้‡ใŒ3ๅ€ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ:้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“Lv10 ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ€Žๅค‰้ฉใฎ้Š…ๆณ•ใ€ใ€Žๅคฑๆ•—ใฏๆˆๅŠŸใฎ็Ž‹้“ใ€
7 Seven Stories. Synthesis. After straightening out in the meadows for a while, he broke up with his sister and returned to the pioneering city of Michelangelo. "I did something. I did." My sister was still playing Clan Clan from the beta test, so she was one of the mercenaries known as the front-line player. As a result, there is a strong desire to go to a new area where services have been newly launched rather than killing time around the early city. That's why they set aside their behavior. "Well, I don't know what to do" He invited me to play this game with him, make me a classmate. I still have time to meet up with my best friends, Yuki and Koya. Until then, shall we try alchemy? I also got the Slime drop item that I knocked down earlier, and would you like to use it as an alchemy for the material? Here are some loot from the Slime Crusade: 1 x "Slime Jelly" "The Nucleus of Slime" x 5 Looks like slime jelly is a rare drop to see the number of drops. Slime Jelly [Jelly with Pull Slime] nucleus of the slime [blue nucleus of the slime, compatible with the liquid] "Hmm..." I just decided to use the Copper Balance to verify if the Slime drop item is alchemicable. There's only one slime jelly, so let's not experiment here. Anyway, it's a rare drop. Tabn. I'll put one on the left plate of the scale to see if the core of the slime can convert to the top. Then the balance starts to tilt. Again, is it top-convertible? Keep counting one, two, three, and so on. If the scale is in equilibrium, the number required for the top conversion will be so...... Five handheld 'nuclei of slime' were added, but the scale was not in equilibrium. "Was there not enough number to convert to the top..." Next put one of the nuclei of the slime on the upper right dish to try the subconversion. Lower conversion should be sufficient for one material number. However, the subconversion was not activated. I try to scream again, but there was no change in The Copper Balance. Does this mean that the "nucleus of the slime" cannot be subconverted? I got new material because of it. Well, is this the case? Alchemy is hard. "Picorn" "Ah, yes." "How's the alchemy going? 'Oh, that's amazing. I was wondering if Angel was stuck.' 'Mmm. It's not something I thought was quite difficult.' 'Right. Because we got the alchemy kit. Huh. Then I won't use it, and the customers who buy it won't do anything about it. No, Angel, you said you were welcome.' "Really! George, it's God. "Oh, but me... there's only 200 eso of money" 'I don't need money. Wow. Think of it as an inventory disposal, get it. "' George, it's the Virgin Mary! "It's just that Angel's useful day is coming something that's going to be a long way down the alchemy kit." 'No, I'd be very happy if you could give it away' I dashed furiously to George with the Hui Sword Shop Skill. I received an example alchemy kit from George at the Hui Sword (Arts) store. : From George, I received the Alchemy Kit 'Synthetic Bottoms' and 'Stirring Sticks': "Thank you, thank you" Thank you and read the description of the Alchemy Kit I just got. "Copper Synthetic Cauldron" [Alchemy Kit Required in "Synthesis" of Skill Alchemy] "Stirring stick" [Alchemy kit used in conjunction with "Synthetic kettle (kama)"] "'Synthesis' of Skill Alchemy..." "That's right. Angel, wow, I just learned my alchemy skills, so I guess I'm just ahead of time to be able to synthesize." "Right...... I still only remember the ability to 'convert'" "I hear alchemy is incredibly hard to get to a level. Sifting skill points into alchemy... you'll lose points in your combat skills." George said there are three kinds of skills apart. The first is combat skills, which include magic and weapon skills. The second is production skills, such as blacksmiths and cooking skills. And the third one says bipolar skills, a system that combines both combat and production, and they say alchemy skills fall into this classification. "Bipolar skills. Hey, it's hard to get a level when you use it in. As much as I shake a valuable skill point into a strong alchemy of indeterminate elements, I'm of the opinion that I should inject it into my combat and production skills. Now I'm a mercenary (player) who wants to use enormous time consuming alchemy to level up... there isn't one." "Skill Points Rarity...?" I totally forgot, I had 15 skill points in there when my character level went up to 2! If you apply this point to your alchemy skills, you can also learn 'Synthesis'!? I'm just going to add one skill point to my alchemy skills. : Alchemy skills increased to level 3: : I mastered The Copper Act of Change! "Mm." "Oh, no. I'm just using my skill points for my alchemy skills." "Copper Law of Change" [Consume MP to increase the success rate of 'conversion'. Success rate depends on intelligence] Well, you've mastered abilities that can be used for both upper and lower conversions. I'm adding skill points to the alchemy. : Alchemy skills increased to level 4: : Alchemy skills increased to level 5: : Alchemy skills increased to level 6: : I mastered 'Failure is the King's Road to Success'! "Oh, I think I've learned something." Ignore the Okama watching over Nico and me and see the abilities description you have mastered. "Failure is the King's Road to Success" [Consume MP to increase conversion failure rate. Failure rates depend on intelligence. Use when you want to create a failed material] Increase 'conversion' failure rate......? Hmm. Ability to use MP again? You might need to raise your MP the next time you get a level point. The remaining skill points are 11. Shake it more and more. : Alchemy skills increased to level 7: : Alchemy skills increased to level 8: : Alchemy skills increased to level 9: : Alchemy skills increased to level 10: : Mastered 'Synthesis'! "Oh dear. Did you figure something out? The remaining skill points are 7. In the end, I spent eight skill points mastering the alchemy skill 'Synthesis', but I couldn't help it. But when it comes to the royal road of alchemy, it's still synthetic! Synthesize materials with materials to generate new items! I'm getting tense. "I'll just synthesize it! I declare my voice aloud to George. "Huh? You've already mastered 'synthesis', haven't you? How did you do that? I think even a friend with my alchemy skills would have taken a week." Perhaps the friend used his alchemy skills in the tunnels to increase the level of alchemy by proficiency, without fluttering his skill points. "Skill points pretended" "Angel... don't fumble into combat skills, okay? The battle is behind us. Now I want to try 'synthesis' anyway. Alchemy kit 'Copper Synthetic Cauldron' is used. The copper synthetic cauldron was still a thick cauldron of copper. Glancing through the cauldron, it contained a sparkling liquid of extremely small grains of sand, as the stars were torn apart in the dark at night. It's like the night sky. Apparently, you can throw the material you want to synthesize into this cauldron. I still want to 'synthesize' the new material here. The description of "Slime Jelly" was not a reference to alchemy, but "The Nucleus of Slime" seems to have something to do with alchemy. "Compatible with liquids..." When it comes to the liquid material I have on hand, it's only the first alchemy to create "dirty water" x 5, "mud (roll) water" x 12, and "water" x 10. In the meantime, throw Pochan the nucleus of the slime into the 'Copper Synthetic Cauldron'. A glance in the cauldron reveals a quiet view of the night sky without any particular change. Then, 'water' out of the item storage. And before the alchemy kettle, there was a change in the alchemy kettle. Thin smoke, like clouds, burst into the alchemy cauldron view. The brilliance of the liquid in the kettle became dull and more than ever. "Hmm?" I don't really know what that means, but I'm going to flush 'water' into a synthetic kettle with topo. : 'Synthesis' begins. Mix the ingredients that were in the cauldron with the 'Stirring Stick': And, since the assist log flowed, I decided to follow the instructions. In "Stirring Sticks," just like that. : Let's set the temperature of the cauldron as we observe it in the cauldron: : Adjust the rough addition and subtraction of the 'stirring rod' while observing in the cauldron: : Tips are four things: Smell, Color, Appearance, and Stickiness: "Uh-oh? Suddenly system logs flow out in a row. Temperature setting for cauldron? I can't believe I'm regulating that... Oh, there it is. (laughs) There was a button in the cauldron called strong, medium, and weak. Looks like a simple version of IH. They say the current temperature is medium-high. Observing in the cauldron...... temperature adjustment...... Smell...... nothing in particular. Colour...... cloudy night sky. Looks...... especially the change, yes, I thought the bubbles and bubbles started blowing! Is that it, or is it boiling, so it's time to stir the material inside so hard that it doesn't burn? Or should I make it weak? In the meantime, I'll speed up the stirring, make the temperature weaker, and I'll do both. The rest is sticky...... not particularly the same. "Mm-hmm. It's chimpy." "Sweet little witch." With George smiling with Woof aside, I keep staring carefully into the cauldron. After a while, red smoke erupted from the cauldron. Red smoke popped out of my bumps all at once. : Synthesis failed. The material used has disappeared: and a ruthless log flowed. "Seriously......" My 'water' and 'nucleus of slime'... "Did I fail to tell you how it was? "Yes..." "Oh dear. Don't let it get you down." "But the nucleus of the precious slime..." "Well, failure was the source of success, wasn't it? Indeed. Now is a time when science can also move on and see all the places and landscapes at home that you have never been to. Now only rich people and travelers who can afford money can imagine going somewhere less unknown. "I hope you can encounter a nice unknown in Clan Clan." I've beeped both eyes painted with shocking pink eyeshadows and sprinkled George-style winks. The failure of 'synthesis' is also unknown. That's true. "Yes, I'll try to 'synthesize' again! I dare to 'synthesize' for the second time. What will be the next synthetic material....... Choose something that doesn't hurt at all when you disappear. After all, should we use 'sewage', a product that has failed in the subconversion of 'water'? Pour 'Sewage' into 'Copper Synthetic Cauldron' with toctok. And the next synthetic material...... I was concerned about the change in the contents of the synthetic kettle, which occurred when I tried to add the second material when I fusely synthesized it. "Maybe there's some change depending on the material you're trying to put in? To try, trying to put 'dirty water' in front of the cauldron as a second material..., produced more dark cloudy smoke than earlier, more and more cloudy. This is the first thing I do. It's going to rain now, it's such a cloud condition. The choice of this material may be a mess. Next, I will list the "Pepper" generated by the subconversion of "Hard Stone". This is also a small universe that is obliterated by clouds. ...... material likely to fit 'sewage'. "Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)" made by upper-converting weeds. When "Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)" was placed in front of the synthetic cauldron, it remained a beautiful starry sky in the synthetic cauldron. I feel this is kind of a nice color. To observe, does this suggest the success rate of synthesis in proportion to the weather or the compatibility of the material? It's easy to succeed if it's sunny. It's dangerous if it's cloudy. Fail if it rains. Like what? Under this hypothesis, I throw 'Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)' into the synthetic cauldron as the second material. "... grass is definitely a classic way to simmer over low heat." Make the temperature of the synthetic kettle weak and stir slowly. The view of the synthetic cauldron, the clear night sky, is dominated by the brown of 'dirty water'. This... what am I supposed to do? Are you okay with this color? In addition, the crease and cauldron began to boil. And the color is going from brown to beautiful green. Mm, is this... "Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)" sterilizes "Sewage"? Are you? The temperature remained intact, speeding up the rate of stirring. Somehow I boiled the grass too long and felt like I shouldn't let it melt. Don't you need to finish mixing quickly before it's too boiling? In the cauldron, the green eroded the brown and quickly turned into a smooth green monochrome. More blue smoke. "Yeah?" : Successfully synthesized 'Sewage' + 'Clean Grass (Clear Leaf)' 'Purified Water': "Whoa, whoa." "Oh, now it looks like you've succeeded." Smiling with Couscous, George seemed loving and celebrated this success. It's a little disgusting, but, well, I'm not even happy. "Purified water" [Green purified water. Suitable materials for potions] "Finally..." Basic RPG items, potions. The material for generating it is complete here and now! "I wonder what kind of material was made." "It looks like a potion material." "Oh? I think I heard that potion materials take a lot of work to make." "Mmm. May I ask you something for your information? "However, I heard that" water "can be successfully converted about three times," pure water "is the material that will finally be the source of the potion." Three top conversions of 'Water'...... I know about "water" "fine water", but do I have to convert it to the top two more times? "Water" - "Fine Water" - "? '" Pure water " In one step, if it was' water ', it would have required ten pieces to convert the material upwards. "Pure water" has been successfully converted three times to create... You need 1000 pieces of 'water'... Because the "purified water" that I was able to create earlier and the "dirty water" that I was able to create by failing to convert the top of the original material "water" is used as the material. "That's right. That's what makes alchemy so unpopular." George sighs like he's hung up. Do you have so much effort to generate potions as well? Anyway, depending on the allowance, do we have to synthesize and produce superior 'water' to create potions? In front of the uninterrupted effort of collecting 'water' x 1000, the 'purified water' that has just been raised seems worthless. That's why I throw it in a synthetic cauldron of pointy copper. "What do you want me to synthesize next?" Declare the synthesis by speaking out to encourage (clean) yourself. "I'm here for you. Wow, angel." I don't know, George. He's got his hands on me. Next to George's cheering, I'm going to put a second material in the 'synthetic cauldron' one after the other. They all end up in cloudy skies or even things that produce ripples like rain is pouring down. All that's left is new material dropped from the slime. I'm out of options. I had no choice but to put the "nucleus of the slime" over the "copper synthetic cauldron". Quiet starry sky. Sometimes it just said in the description that it was compatible with the liquid. But the last time I tried to synthesize "nucleus of slime" and "water," it must have been cloudy. Is' purified water 'more compatible than' water '? Torima, put in the core of the pointy slime. It's the beginning of "Synthesis." "The Nucleus of Slime" is a blue stone colo that looks like. In other words, having decided that it would not melt into 'purified water' in an alchemy kettle unless it was hot, I would raise the temperature of 'copper synthetic kettle'. Then, as expected, the blue color of "nucleus of slime" slowly spreads to the synthetic cauldron, circling with the green color of "purified water". The seemingly smooth arrow tip, the green smoke, began to develop as it made noise with the pspus. I thought it was similar to the sound of turning something back when I was cooking. I had a bad feeling about it, so I lowered the temperature of the "Copper Synthetic Cauldron" to weak. Gradually the noisy noise and the green swelling came to an end. As it was, slowly stirring, the cauldron changed to a clear emerald green color, and the blue smoke boiled. : "Purified Water" + "Nucleus of Slime" "Emerald (Emerald) Tears": : 'Emerald (Emerald) Tears + 1' could be generated: Apparently, red smoke is a signal of synthetic failure, and blue smoke is a sign of success! "Emerald Tears + 1" [Instantly restores HP 180 times when used. It is said that during the ancient sky dynasty it was popular with the general public. It is rumored that they themselves regretted the demise caused by the demon-induced pollution they moved, and that such astronaut carelessness might have become a tear. It has the action of purification and its healing ability is high] Again, alchemy is great. With this hand, we were able to bring the legacy of the ancient sky dynasty to Su. Probably. In front of alchemy, the flow of time, etc., is insignificant. No, the great alchemist Taro, who even transcends time. Isn't that good? This is the beginning of my alchemy path? My first available alchemy item is the resurrection of the Nantka dynasty. Because of this, people are transcending time and hitting on alchemy morale, but don't give me water, you wolf. "It's not material. It is a clean item and a potion that inherits the ancient will" Phew. I don't understand the beauty of this alchemy. After all, I can't even grasp a micron of the alchemy that you are extremely intelligent about. Okama staring at this one with a smile on his face. "Uh-oh... what did you just say?" "So he says I could make something like a potion" A few moments later, George's face, which was nicotine. I opened my eyes full and opened my mouth with a dawn. "Howatzn!? He stares at me with great eyesight as if his eyes were going to pop out. I want that look I've seen, even with incredible things, to stop now because I honestly feel sick. And my back voice is creepy. In a flash, the alchemy morale cooled. "Eh, mah. If I could make potions that easy, I wouldn't have to buy expensive potions from NPC. Oh, is that true? If it's true, it's a revolutionary thing!? I just found out that when you're praised unconditionally, even though it's no big deal, you're uncomfortable the other way around. "... that's not such an exaggeration. This is how you can create a novice in alchemy skills." "Yeah, yeah!? George, shut up. Well, but I don't know. You figured out how awesome the alchemy is? I don't know, but I'm just a little happy, too. "Hey, hey, I've never heard of potions being able to create so quickly!? ... What are you talking about, George? Isn't it George himself who's taking care of me somehow? It would be thanks to George that I was able to 'synthesize' and make potion dressing so quickly. It begins with the first alchemy kit, "Copper Balance," and has even given way to "Copper Synthetic Cauldron" and "Stirring Sticks". Just because you're a wolf, just because you're a thick makeup, and because you're a punch perm, don't forget what you owe me. Though creepy, I don't expect to be able to return the favor I received from George with such a soggy thing, but I'd like to show my appreciation here for myself. "Mr. George." "Ha 'am!? I don't know, angel. I knew if you looked closely, it wasn't a potion, was it? This would be the crap of online games, player-to-player communication. I also find it unfortunate that my first on-gay communication with others is Okama, but I'm happy with the fact that it never happens. "Mr. George taught me a lot," "He also gave me an alchemy kit" "For the first time in alchemy, a memorial was made to Matomo that seemed like something that could be used as an item" : Assign 'Emerald (Emerald) Tears' to George: I brought in an item deal. George's face, who would have checked that log. My mouth was more angry and open than it had just been, and I could see everywhere. Wow. How reproducible is Clan Clan's depiction? And while I'm impressed, I still think he's creepy. "What, this potion" Don't bother making me say it. It wouldn't be a big deal. I twinkle my cheeks with poly, looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Take it, you octopus. This weird time is subtly embarrassing. "Green potion............ and it's impossible to recover 180 HP in an instant...... ho, can I really have it!? "So I'll give it to you." "I've never even seen a potion! Plus, Angel's first alchemy creation item! George, I'm not grateful, I'm not grateful." George exaggerated, sobbing, rejoicing. I was cheeky in the potion bin I'd give you, and I was kissing you chutzily. "I'll make it a family heirloom already. Wow. Yeah, but I also think putting it in the store is a sooo good idea, yeah, but it's Angel's ha tsu mo no to remember, and no. Like wow." The scene where Okama is kneading is poisonous to 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 But this' Emerald Tears'. Also, I could give it to you because it seemed like I could make it right away. "Use it as you please" That's what I said, leaving George in a tripped state, and I left "Hui Sword Shop Skills George" behind. It was a pleasant sunny day outside. "Phew..." Make a stretch. No heart, or I feel good. This sunny and refreshing feeling must not be because Okama was so overjoyed that he gave the potion, but because he could taste a good sense of tiredness and fullness after doing the alchemy. Yeah. Un sue (co) In the case of white, the face can be pulled together slightly. Besides, I'm also anxious to see how the two of you would react by seeing a far cry from me, a silver-haired girl character. But I guess. It's about them. It's in the game. We decided to head to the clock stand in the pioneer city of Michelangelo, the meeting point. Character Name Taro Level 2 HP 40 MP 25 Power 1 Magic 14 Defense 2 Demon Defense 8 Quickness 53 Intelligence 77 Possession 200 eso. Head: None Torso: Soaked coat Arm: Soaked Skin Gloves Foot: Soaked Leather Shoes Left Hand: None Accessories: None Skill Points: 7 Title: Old Skilled Girl Three times the amount of Skill Points acquired when leveling up. Skill: Alchemy LV10 "Conversion," "Copper Law of Change," "Failure is the Royal Road to Success"
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ใใ‚“ใชๅง‰ใซใ€ๅพ—ๆ„ใ’ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ ใ‘ใ‚’่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๆˆฆๅ ดใ ใ€‚่ฉณใ—ใ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ชžใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ†ใ‹......ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใฎ่€ƒใˆใŸๆกˆใงใ„ใใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใ‹......?ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใงๅฏŸใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ๅง‰ใฏ่ปฝใใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€่‚ฉใ‚’้™ใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ฎใŒใ€ไปŠใฏ่žใ‹ใชใ„ใงใŠใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใฎๅพŒใซๅฎถใซๅธฐใ‚‹ใจใฏ่จ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......่žใใ“ใจใŒๅข—ใˆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆไฟบใฎไฝใ‚€ใƒžใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซๅง‰ใŒๆฅใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่ฉฑใ™ใฎใฏๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฅณไฝ“ๅŒ–ใฎไปถใ‚’่ฉฑใ™ใฎใฏๆฐ—ใŒ้‡ใ„......ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ‚“ใพๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅงฟใง็›ดๆŽฅใฎใ”ๅฏพ้ขใ ใ—ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใซ......ใใ‚“ใชไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใฉใ†ใ›้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ่ฉฑใชใ‚“ใฆๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชๅผŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎใชใ‹ใฃใŸๅง‰ใชใฉไปŠใพใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ”ใƒณใจ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’่…ฐใซๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏ ใฉใ“ใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ๅฅณๅ„ชใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ญใƒชใƒชใจใ—ใŸ้ขจๆƒ…ใฏ็‰ฉ่ชžใฎ็ตตๆœฌใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸๅงซใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†็Ž‹ๅญๅฝนใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๅนผๅฅณใซใชใฃใŸๅงฟใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅง‰ใฏใใฃใจๅ‹•ๆบใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚่ƒธใซๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅง‰ใธใจๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‘ใ็›ดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒ ใจใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ•ตใจๅฟœๆˆฆใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใช้ก”ใ—ใฆไฝ™่ฃ•ใŒใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจๅฐ5ใฎๆ™‚ใ€ใƒใƒฌใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒณใซไฝœใฃใŸใƒใƒงใ‚ณใŒๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸใจใใ‚‚ไฝ™่ฃ•ใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€ ๅง‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฟใ‚บใƒฉใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸๆ‚ชใ‚ฌใ‚ญใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ„ใกๆ—ฉใๅๅฟœใ—ใŸไบบ้”ใŒใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใใ†ใซ่บซใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใใฎ่ฉฑใ€ใใ‚ใ—ใ€ใ”ใŠใ—ใ‚ƒใ†ใ„ใฃใฏใฃใ‚ฐใƒใใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€ใ€ ไฟบใฎ่ฉฑใซ้ฃŸใ„ใคใ„ใฆใใŸใƒˆใƒ ใจใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎไบŒไบบใฏใ€ๅง‰ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใจๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒใ“ใผใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚่ฆšใˆใฆใŠใใ‚“ใ ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ไฝœๆˆฆใ‚‚ๆฑบใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏๆฑบ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใฃๅœฐไธŠใฏไปปใ›ใฆใ‡ใƒณ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€็Ÿขใซใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’้…ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ฉบไธญใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ—ใŒใ€้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅ…จใฆใซๆณจๆ„ใ—ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจใ‚ใŸใ—ใชใ‚‰......ใงใใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ”็„กไบ‹ใงใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐๆˆ‘ใŒ็‚ŽใŒ่ฒดๅฅณใ‚’ใŠๅฎˆใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ”ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ‚’ใ€ ๅ„ใ€…ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๆทฑใ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฏใฏใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅง‰ใฎๅฎˆใ‚ŠใฏใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒซใซๆ•ใพใ‚‹้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ€ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใซใใฃใฆใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ็ช้ขจใŒ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ฉบใธใจๆŠผใ—ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ขจๅœงใŒ้ก”ใ‚„่บซไฝ“ใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆ‰€ใซใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ไธญใ€MPใŒ3ๆถˆ่ฒปใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฟต้ ญใซใ„ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใใ€‚ 1ๅ›žใฎ็ช้ขจใ”ใจใซใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎMPใŒๆถˆ่ฒปใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆใŠใใฎใฏๅคงไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใฃ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใพใ ใใฎไฝœๆˆฆใซ่ณ›ๆˆใ—ใŸ่ฆšใˆใฏใชใ„ใž!ใ€ ้ฃ›ใณไธŠใŒใฃใŸไฟบใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€ๅง‰ใŒๆ…ŒใฆใŸๆง˜ๅญใงไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅซใถใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใปใ‹ใซใ„ใ„ไฝœๆˆฆใฏๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใใฎใพใพ็Ž‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงๆˆฆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€้ ผใ‚Šใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใพใฃ!ใ€ ๆŠ—่ญฐใฎๅฃฐใซ่ขซใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ถšใ‘ใฆๅฃฐใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠ! ้ ผใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพ!ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒMPใฎๆœ€ๅคงๅ€คใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใใฎ้ซ˜ใ•3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ€‚ ้ซ˜ๅบฆใ‚‚ใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใชไบ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚‚็ตถๅฆ™ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นใ ใƒŸใƒŠ! ๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†็ฅžๅฎ˜ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅซใณใ€ไฟบใฏใใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’่ถณๅ ดใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใพใพ่ธใ‚“ๅผตใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ทณ่บใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆฌกใซๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใฎ็œŸไธŠ็›ฎๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ่บซใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถ็พ่ฑกใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็ท‘้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซLv4ใง็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€ใ€Ž ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒใคใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปŠใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็ช้ขจใจใ„ใ†ๅŠ›ใซ้ ผใฃใฆ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚่‰ฏใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใจใฃใ•ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’็ฉบไธญใงๅ›ž้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฎๅŠ›ใŒๅฟ…ใšๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใฎMP็ฏ€็ด„ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’้ฃ›ใณ่ˆžใ†ไฟบใŒใ€ใตใจไธ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ๅง‰้”ใŒ่ฅฒใ„ใ‹ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ4ใค็›ฎใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚’ๅŠ›ๅผทใ่นดใ‚Šใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใงๆธฉๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸMPใ‚’ใพใŸไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธŠ็ฉบใธใจใ“ใฎ่บซใ‚’้ฃ›็ฟ”ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ญฆ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€ใงใใญใˆใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใƒใฃใ€้ ใ–ใ‹ใ‚‹ใช!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใŒ้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆ!ใ€ ใใ†ใ€็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆๅทฑใฎ่บซใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹้‡ๅŠ›ใŒ่ปฝใใชใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ๅฝ“็„ถใ€ใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆตฎใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๆญฆๅ™จใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‹ใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†็žฌ้–“ใ ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎ่กๆ’ƒใจๅๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใฏใ€ๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆตฎ่ถณ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ้€ฃ็ถšใ™ใ‚‹่ฟ‘ๆŽฅๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใซใฏๅ…จใๆ„ๅ‘ณใฎใชใ•ใชใ„็พ่ฑกใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅทฑใฎ่บซใŒ่ปฝใใชใ‚Œใฐๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅ‹•ๆบใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ™็ท‘ใฎ้œงใ€‚ ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็ท‘ใฎ็…™ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ–ใ‘ใ‚“ใช! ๆˆฆใ„ใฅใ‚Œใˆ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใŸใ‚ณใƒฌใ‹! ใ•ใฃใใ‚‚ๆ€ฅใซๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ!ใ€ ๅ‹•ๆบใฏไธ€็žฌใ€‚ ใใฎ็ท‘ใฎ็…™ใ‚’ใƒ‹ๅˆ€ไธกๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงใ€ใ‹ใๆถˆใ™ไบบ็‰ฉใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใŠ......ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ไปŠใฎ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹?ใ€ ไธ€็žฌใฎ้™ๅฏ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉใจใ–ใ‚ใคใใŒๆˆปใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸๅˆน้‚ฃใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’็›ฎไธ€ๆฏ่‚บใธใจๅธใ„่พผใฟใ€ใใ—ใฆๅใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ้ ญไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ๅฆ™ใซใตใ‚ใคใ็…™ใŒ่”“ๅปถใ—ใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ไธ€ๆ™‚ไธญๆ–ญใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€ไธ€็žฌใงใใฎ็ท‘ใฎ้œงใฏๆถˆๅคฑใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆฌกใซใ€็ฉบ้ฃ›ใถๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ไฟบใฎ็™ปๅ ดใ ใ€‚ ่ชฐใŒไฝ•ใจ่จ€ใŠใ†ใจใ€ใ“ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใฏ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ ? ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒไฟบใฎ็‹™ใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ไผ้”ใ™ใ‚‹ไธŠใงใ€ๆœ€ๅคงใฎๅŠนๆžœใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‡ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ !? ใ‚ใฎๅญใ€ ใ€Œ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ€ๅคฉไฝฟ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใ—ใ‹ใ€ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ„ใŸๅฅณใฎๅญใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ? ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅฐไบบใฟใŸใ„ใฎใŒใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใง้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆๅฃใ€…ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใฎ็…™ใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ€ๅ‰่ก›ใŒไฝ•ไบบใ‹ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใž!ใ€ ๅŒใ˜่จ€่‘‰ใ—ใ‹ๅใๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ไฟบใซใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใฏ......ใ€ ใ€ŒNPCใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆใˆใฃใฆ......่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ€็ถšใใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใœใ€‚ใŠใ‚Œใฏใฆใ‚ใˆใŒ่จฑใ›ใญใˆใ€ ็…™ใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใค่ฝใกใฆใ„ใไฟบใ‚’ไธ€ๅŒใฏๅ”–็„ถใจ่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใฏใ€‚ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใŸใ’ใช้ก”ใ‚’ใ€่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไธ€ใคๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ™!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฎใชใ„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใซใ€‚ ใใ†่จ€ใ„ใ ใ™ไบบ้”ใฏๅฟ…ใšใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…ˆๅˆถใ—ใฆ็ซ‹ใฆ็ถšใ‘ใซ้ ญใฎไธญใง่€ƒใˆใฆใŠใ„ใŸๅฃไธŠใ‚’่ฟฐในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ•้กŒใฎใชใ„่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๅ‹ใฆใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹? ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใ‚‹ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใใ“ใ‚’็ดฐใ‹ใๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸ ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ่ฆ็‚นใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ไผใˆใชใใฆใฏใ€‚ ๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๆ•ฐๅญ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ€ๅฑๆฉŸๆ„Ÿใ‚’็…ฝใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆ•ฐใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œไฟก็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใช......ใ€ ใฏ้–ขใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใฎๆกไปถใจใ—ใฆใใฎๆ—จใฟใ‚’ๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ ด้ขใงใฎๅฃ็ด„ๆŸใŒๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไฟ่จผใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใช็ด„ๅฎšใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ”ฏ้…ใฎใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใซใ—ใŸใฃใฆใ€ๅฎŸ้š›ใซใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚’็ตฑๆฒปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใซๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅ…จๆป…ใฎ้“ใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ“ใจใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎใ€ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใงไฟบ้”ใฏไปŠใ€ๆญป้—˜ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๆœ€ๅผฑใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚‚ใฆใ‚‹ๅ…จใฆใ‚’ใชใ’ใ†ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ๅคงๅ‹ขใฎๅ‰ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚„ไธปๅผตใ‚’็„ก่ฌ€ใซใ‚‚ไผใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใ€‚ ็–‘ๅฟตใจๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ€้ž้›ฃใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ็„กๆ•ฐใซไฟบใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ไธญใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๆŒใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸๆ„Ÿๆƒ…ใฏไธ€ใคใ€‚ ใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„ใ€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ตŒ้จ“ใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็”Ÿ่จชใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹? ใจใ„ใ†็–‘ๅ•ใธใ€ไฟบใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ๆœฌๅฟƒใง็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ ฑ้…ฌ้…ๅˆ†ใ€ๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚็„ก่ฒฌไปปใ‹ใค่‡ช็”ฑใช่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ ใ€Œๆœช็Ÿฅใงใ™!ใ€ ใŠใ„ใ€่ฉฑใซใชใ‚‰ใญใˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใŸใกใซใ‚ใ’ใšใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅฆ–็ฒพ้”ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฏไฟบใฎๆ„ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ€ใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใจๅ›ž่ปขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจ้ขจใ‚’ๅนใ‹ใ›ใฆไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใจใ“ใ‚“ใชใซไปฒ่‰ฏใใ€็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ในใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ๆœช็Ÿฅใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใŸ!ใ€ ใ“ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใจใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใจ่ˆžใ†ไฟบใฎ่กŒ็‚บใซใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŠใใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใŒใใ‚“ใชใซๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹!? ็ด„ๆŸใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆฉ็›Šใ‚’ไฟ่จผใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆŒ‘ใ‚€ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ†’้™บใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ๅ†’้™บใฎๅ…ˆใŒใ€่ชฐใ‹ใŒใพใ ่ธ็ ดใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ๆœช็Ÿฅใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใพใ ่ฆ‹ใฌใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใพใ ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„ๆญฆๅ™จใŒ็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆœชใ ใซ็›ธๅฏพใ—ใŸไบ‹ใฎใชใ„ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ง้”ใŒๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใใŸๆœช็Ÿฅใฎๅ†’้™บใฏ......็ขบใ‹ใช็ตๆžœใ‚„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€ๅ›žๅŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎไฝœๆฅญใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒๆตๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚ŠใใฃใŸไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ไฝœๆฅญใ‚ฒใƒผใซใชใ‚ŠใŒใกใชใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ้”ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏๆœช็Ÿฅใจใฎ้ญ้‡ใ“ใใ‚’ไธป้กŒใจใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่‡ช็”ฑใจ่ฌณใ„ใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’้–‰้Ž–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅŠ›ๆŠ€ใ‚’้‹ๅ–ถใŒใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–่กŒไฝฟใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆใ€ๆ”ป็•ฅๆœฌไป˜ใใฎไธ–็•Œใ˜ใ‚ƒ็‰ฉ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซๆƒนใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒชใงใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใซๆฏใฅใใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใ†ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€‚ ๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใ‚’ๅฅชใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใญ! ใ‚‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฃใฆๅ‰็ฝฎใใฏใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€้ฉๅฝ“ใชใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏ......ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ่€…ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๅพŒๅ…ˆ่€ƒใˆใšใซๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธๅพŒๅ…ˆ่€ƒใˆใšใ€ใ‚ฌใƒใงไปŠใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใ€‚ใƒžใ‚ธใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใชใ‚“ใฆๅพŒใงใถใ‚“ใฉใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ›ใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆˆฆใ„ใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸๆฌกใฎๆˆฆใ„ใŒใใ‚‹ใ€‚่ƒธใŒ่บใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚“ใช่€้ชจใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ€้ซ˜ๆšๆ„ŸใŒใŠใ•ใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚่‹ฅใ„่ก†ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ใ„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใกใฃใกใ‡ใˆๅญใŒ่บซไฝ“ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏๅŒ็›Ÿใจใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ๅฃใ€…ใซไฟบใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒใ€ใ•ใ–ๆณขใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšใธใจๅบƒใŒใฃใฆ่กŒใใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‡ช็„ถใจๆŒ‘็™บ็š„ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฏ ใ€Œ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ่ปŠใจใ‹ใ€้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฒใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใจใ‹ใ€ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ ใœ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠ! ๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใ€็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰่ˆžใ„้™ใ‚ŠใŸๅคฉไฝฟๆง˜!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€่žใ้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใœ!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅๅ‰ใฏใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใ‚“ใงใ„!ใ€ ้ฌจใฎๅฃฐ? ใŒๆ€’ๆถ›ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’ๆบใ‚‹ใŒใ™ใ€‚ ใใฎๆ˜‚ใถใ‚‹ๆˆฆๆ„ใ‚’่‚Œใงใฒใ—ใฒใ—ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ€็ทŠๅผตใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฎไบบ้”ใ‚„ใ€PTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ€็‰นใซใƒŸใƒŠใธใจ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆๅ ดใฏๅบƒใ„ใงใ™! ็งใฏใ“ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ…จใฆใฎ ไฟบใŒ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใŸไธธใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใธ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅฃใšใ•ใ‚€ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ†! ไปปใ›ใฆใŠใ‘!ใ€ ใ€ŒใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚Œใ‚ˆ! ใ“ใฃใกใฏใ“ใฃใกใง้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็Ž‹ใฎใใฃ้ฆ–ใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ•ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใญใˆใชใใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ€Žใƒ•ใƒฏใƒขใ‚ฏ็Ž‰ใ€ใง็ท‘็…™ใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใ€ไธ€ๆ™‚ๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’็ต‚ไบ†ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆฎตๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’็œใไบ‹ใฏใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅ‰็ทšไปฅๅค–ใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎๆ”ฏ้…ใ‚’็›ฎ่ซ–ใ‚€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใŒ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๅ‰ใงใ€ไธ็”ฒๆ–ใชใ„ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใ€่ฟ‘ๆŽฅใงๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใซๅฝ“ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ !ใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ„ใ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅฃฐๆดใซใ€้‡Žๅคชใ„้‡Ž้ƒŽๅ…ฑใฎๅฃฐใŒๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Œใ€Œใ†ใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ใ€ใ€ ไฟบใ ใฃใฆๅœฐไธŠใธใจ้™ใ‚Šใฆๅ‚ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏไธŠ็ฉบใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‹ๆด่ญทใ‚‰ใ—ใใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚Šไธ‰ๆœฌใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใžใจใ„ใ†ๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใซๅ–ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ๅŠนๆžœ็š„ใซใ‚‚้‚ช้ญ”ใซใ—ใ‹ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰ๅ„็จฎใ‚’ใ€ๅœฐไธŠใธใจใƒใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆŽƒ่จŽใฏ้ †่ชฟใ‹ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใŒใ€ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎๅผทใ•ใฏๆก้•ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚“้™ใ‚ŠใฎๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ›ใญใˆใฃใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใงใƒžใ‚ธใฎใ‚„ใฐใ„ใฃใ—ใ‚‡! ใƒžใ‚ธใƒ˜ใƒซใƒ—!ใ€ ใ€Œ่‹ฅใ„ใใ›ใซใ€ใ™ใๆ นใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใงใชใ„ใ€‚ๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ…ใ€ ใ€ŒใˆใฃใŸใ‚“! ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ60ไบบใ€ใ„ใชใ„ใตใ‰ใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใ†ใ†ใ€ ใ‚จใƒชใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒจใ‚ทใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅซใณๅฃฐใŒๆˆฆๅ ดใซใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใƒจใ‚ทใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใŒใŠๅฐปใฎใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ ใใฎๅฟ…ๆญปใชๅฝข็›ธใ‚’็›ฎๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ€ใƒใƒˆๅ……ใ–ใพใใ€ใจใ‹็ด”็ฒ‹ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅคšใใฎไบบใ€…ใŒใ„ใŸไผšๅ ดใ‚‚ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ•ฐใฏ3ๅ€ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๅธŒๆœ›ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใŒๅบงใ™ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€ๅฅดใฎ่ญฆ่ญทใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ ็ด„50ไบบใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅดใ‚‚60ไบบๅ‰ๅพŒใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ไธ‰ๅ€ใฎๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅฟ…่ฆใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใฏ็ตถๆœ›็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้”ใŒๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅณๅธญใฎ้€ฃๆบใงใฎๅฟœๆˆฆใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅฝ“็„ถใฎ็ตๆžœใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅฝ“็„ถใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ™ใŽใ‚‹! ใ„ใฆใ‚‚MPๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ !ใ€ ๆ—ขใซไฟบใฏ็ฉบไธญใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่พžใ‚ใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ถณใง้ง†ใ‘ใšใ‚Šๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚MPๅ›žๅพฉใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’่‰ฒใ€…ใช ใ€ŒMPๅ›žๅพฉใพใงๆŒใกใ“ใŸใˆใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใ€ใฎใ‚“ใงใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ๅ‰่ก›ใธใจๅ˜†้ก˜ใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ‹็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎ ใ€Œใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚......ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใฆใˆใ€ ไฟบใŒ็ฉบไธญใซใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒใจใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใซใฏMPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒMPใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ไป–ใฎๅผทใ„ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซMPใ‚’ๅ›žใ—ใŸใ„ๆƒณใ„ใงๅฟ…ๆญปใซ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ€ๅ›žๅพฉใ‚’ใ ใ‚Œใ‹้ ผใ‚€!ใ€ HPใŒใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚พใƒผใƒณใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใ•ใ‚“ใใ‚…! ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€่กŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚!ใ€ ้กใซใ“ใผใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ๆฑ—ใ‚’ใฌใใ„ใ€ไฟบใฏๆญปๅœฐใธใจ่ตดใ ใ‚‚ใ†ไฝ•ๅบฆใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ›žๅพฉใงใใ‚‹ใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใฏๅบ•ใ‚’ๅฐฝใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ทŠๅผตใจ็–ฒๅŠดใŒใŸใพใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ‹•ใใŒๅฟƒใชใ—ใ‹้ˆใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ†ใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใงๆˆฆ็ทšใ‚’็ถญๆŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใชใฎใซใ ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒ่ธใ‚“ๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใฃใบใฎไฟบใŒๆŒซใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ไฟบใฏๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚ˆใ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ใตใ‚Šใพใ„ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’้ผ“่ˆžใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏๆˆฆใˆใพใ™! HPใ‚„MPใŒๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใŸๆ–นใฏใ€ไฟบใฎๆ–นใซๆฅใฆใใ ใ•ใ„! ๅ›žๅพฉใ—ใพใ™!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ธใƒฏใƒชใ‚ธใƒฏใƒชใจ่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ„Ÿใ›ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ๅพ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็„ฆใ‚Šใซ่บซใ‚’็„ฆใŒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธๆ„ใซ ใ€ŒใŠใคใ‹ใ‚Œใ•ใ‚“ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅธซๆฎฟใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€ใใฃใกใ“ใ่‰ฏใ่ธใ‚“ๅผตใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ4ใฎใŠๅ‰ใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใœใ€ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฏใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจ็—›ใ„ใชใ€ ไนพใ„ใŸ็ฌ‘ใ„ๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ไฟบใซใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใฎ็œ‰้–“ใซใฏๅฐใ•ใช็šบใŒๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ไฟบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎๅ›žๅพฉใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒๆžฏๆธ‡ใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆ„Ÿใฅใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญ......ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅคงใใใฆใƒ‰ใ‚น้ป’ใ„้›ฒใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹?ใ€ ใซ็ถšใ„ใฆไฟบใ‚‚็ฉบใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้šฃใงใ€ ใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ€็ฉบใ‚’ไปฐใ„ใ ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใƒขใƒŽใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„็จ‹ใซ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใช้›ฒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€็›ธๅฝ“้ซ˜ใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ‚‚้–ขใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใฟใ‚‹ใฟใ‚‹ใจ่†จใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€ๆ•ฐ็žฌใฎใ†ใกใซไฟบ้”ใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’้–‰ใ–ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ฉบใ‚’่ฆ†ใ„ๅฐฝใใ™็จ‹ใฎๅคงใใ•ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ขใƒฌ......ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใฐใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใฎๆผ†้ป’ใฎๅกŠใŒไธ€็žฌใ€็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€‚ ้ผ“่†œใŒ็ ด่ฃ‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใปใฉใฎๅคง้ŸณใŒใ€่„ณใ‚’ๆบใ•ใถใฃใŸใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใ€็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใŒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ”ฏ้…ใ—ใ€่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใƒขใƒŽใฏๅ…จใฆ็™ฝไธ€่‰ฒใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซใƒ‰ใƒณใƒƒใƒ‰ใƒณใƒƒใจ้€ฃ็ถš้ŸณใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใใ€ใใ‚Œใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅœฐ้ขใŒๆบใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€ๆๆ€–ใจ้ฉšๆ„•ใง็›ฎใ‚’็ž‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ็ฉบใŒ้ป’ใใชใฃใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅ…‰ใŒ่ตฐใ‚Šใ€็ˆ†้Ÿณใจๅœฐ้ขใฎๆบใ‚Œใ€‚ ใพใ•ใซๅคฉๅค‰ๅœฐ็•ฐใงใ‚‚่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใจ้Œฏ่ฆšใ™ใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ่ฟซๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆœ€ๅˆใซ็›ฎใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซใฏๅ‚ทไธ€ใคใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใงใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉใฎ็พ่ฑกใซ้ฉšใ„ใฆ่บซใ‚’ไผใ›ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใŒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅ‰ฃใซใ™ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธญ่…ฐใซใชใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ไผบใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ฝ้›ท......้›ทใŒ่ฝใกใŸ? ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ๆ•ฐใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹ใ€้›ทใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€ ไฟบใฏ็„กๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใ†ใกใซใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใฎไธŠใ‚’ๅธญๅทปใ™ใ‚‹ๆš—้›ฒใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅคงใใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฆใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใใใฐใซ่ปขใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฐใ•ใช็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซ่นด้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ไฟบใธใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€
56 56 Stories Angels Dancing On The Battlefield "Cut green smoke? My sister puts a question mark on me when I'm done with the whole operation. "Yes, sister. I'm the magic of Mina, flying around the mercenaries and dropping green smoke. When the smoke has spread enough, 4 seconds. In 4 seconds, I want that smoke out. Can my sister do that? However, my sister should have been feared as the 'Hunter Sin of the Wind' who freely uses green magic, so-called wind magic skills and double swords. As much as cutting the smoke, it would be before breakfast. With that expectation, do me a favor. "There's nothing I can't do... how many times? Perhaps you care about MP. I'll silently give my sister five or so Forest Kusleys. "This is... Taro, what is this? Why do MP recovery items exist... and can be used three times? A pink black ponytail rocked by surprise. Take a serious look at the item that was given to me, and my sister comes stuck with me. "Born of garbage skills, it's an item." Return only such a good grin to your sister. It's a battlefield now. I don't have time to talk about alchemy in detail. "Oh well... but do we have to go with Taro's thought out proposal...? Did you guess with my attitude? My sister exhaled gently fu and lowered her shoulder. His eyes say, "Don't listen to me now." "Taro, I said I was going home after The Fairy Ball. This... sounds like you've heard more." Yes, it was. Once the Fairy Ball was over, my sister would come to my apartment. It's nice to talk about alchemy, but it's weird to talk about feminization... Besides, you look like a girl in person. "Tell my sister... if I can afford that, I'll talk to her" Yeah, I'd forget to talk about alchemy anyway. "Don't tell me, brother. Have you ever had a sister you couldn't afford? My sister, who stretches out her pins and spine and puts her right hand on her hips, is like (sama). Wherever you put it out, you're not ashamed of yourself, actress. No, the crisp flair is the prince himself who saves the princess jumping out of the story's picture book. But. My sister would be upset if she saw me as a toddler...... and her attitude could change. Like kicking my anxiety into my chest, I turn from the front to my sister. "When Tom and Jerry started responding to the enemy, he looked worried and couldn't seem to afford it. And when I was little 5, I couldn't even afford to break the chocolate I made for Valentine's Day." I tease my sister and force her to laugh like an evil kid who has succeeded in flirting. The people who reacted to my remarks as quickly as possible seem intrigued. "" The story, the excitement, the chatter. " Tom and Mr. Jerry have been eating up on my story. Those two are beaten up by their sister. Such an exchange accidentally spilled a crunch and a real grin. "Hey, Taro. Remember..." "Well, I'll come" The operation was also decided. All you have to do is decide. "I'll take care of the ground, angel! "Talo, watch out for arrows. I knew the air would stand out." "Speak fast, watch out for all ranged attacks." "Heavenly Master and I can...! "My princess, please be safe. If anything, my flame will protect you. Rest assured." I snort deeply at each response. "Haha. Then please protect my sister, folks." And speak to the wind fairies caught by Shawl. "Wind fairies, please" By my will, a gust of wind fairies pushes my back, my body up into the sky. Keep in mind that three MPs were consumed while the wind pressure hit your face and everywhere in your body. It's important to know how much MP is consumed for each single gust. "Taro! I still don't remember agreeing to that operation! He notices me jumping up and screams from below as my sister panicked. But you won't think of any better maneuvers now. So I scream back to my sister as I gauge the orbital modification over the heads of the mercenaries (players) fighting close to the king as they are. "Sister, I'm counting on you! "Ma!" Continue and raise your voice so that you can be exposed to the voice of protest. "Mina! I asked for it! "Yes, angel! Having seen Mina drink the 'Pale Amber Seed', which increases the MP's maximum, I determine where to go. Its 3 meters high. The timing was perfect while the altitude was perfect. It's nice, Mina! Inside, I cry out thanksgiving words to the cleric girl who would have floated this table, and I scaffold that table. Keep stomping and jumping further. And then float to the top of the table where Mina will be able to float next. The phenomenon that floats at this table is due to the magic that Mina is activating. Abilities acquired with Green Magic Skills LV4, "Rising Airflow (Step Up)". Now that the Wind Fairies are on, it's a good idea to rely on their power of gushing wind, but we always need the power of the Wind Fairies to avoid a stubborn attack in the air. That's why MP saving. That's how I fly down the battlefield, if I look down. The mercenaries (players) whose sisters are attacking are kicking ass, and those who give up are following me with stances such as through and a certain distance free from me. Kick the fourth table that Mina has let me float forcefully and ask the Wind Fairies. Let me use the MP that was kept warm here again. Let this body fly further up the air. And set a goal. The point where inferior Divine Soldiers (Femi Deus) and Mercenaries (players) compete to protect the King's surroundings. If you change your mind, a mercenary (P) vs a mercenary (P) who continues to fight over who reaches the king dropped three 'fuzzy balls' to the most intense spot. "Hey, what the hell! "Attack, you can't! "Chi, don't stay away! "You're not running away! Yes, if suddenly the gravity on me is lighter. Naturally, that body floats flutter. If that was the moment when weapons and weapons or bumps into each other, the foot that was supposed to absorb that shock and recoil would easily float. Successive melee attacks are impossible. Something somewhat upsetting if you lighten yourself, even if it's a phenomenon that doesn't make any sense to a wizard. And a green fog that fills your vision. There's no way I'm not upset. "Is it because of this green smoke!? "You're kidding me! Fight off! "Here we go again! I just came out of nowhere, but what is this! The upset is for a moment. Momentum to cut off that green smoke with both swords led to the appearance of a callous figure. It's my sister. "Ugh... what the hell was that..." "Hey, isn't that" Neck Hunting Drunk Co "? From a moment of silence, the flirtatious and deliberate moments began to return. I sucked the air into my eyes and into my lungs and spit it out. from their overhead. I wondered if the oddly fluffy smoke had spread and caused the battle to be temporarily interrupted, and in an instant its green fog disappeared. And next, the flying girl, here I am. No matter what anyone says, this method stands out. And everybody, what? And you'll wonder. That's what I'm after, a demonstration that works best in communicating information. "Hey, what!? That kid." "Down from the sky, angel? "Oh, it's Angel." "But isn't that the girl who was with The Neck Hunting Insanity? "Well, then mercenary (player)? But some kind of dwarf, isn't he flying in the back? Mercenaries (players) who look up at me and say questionable words. "Due to the smoke earlier, a few avant-gardes got hit! The mercenaries whisper the same words to me. "What the hell, that angel..." "Is that NPC? "Fight me... even if you don't tell me, I'm fighting you" "Yes, let's do the rest. I can't forgive you." He cracked the smoke and looked up at me one by one as I fell. What are you talking about, man? Everyone was pointing that face at me. "If you lose to the Divine Soldier (Deus), they will take one piece of gear! Then you can switch gear. For equipment that has no problems even if it is taken. There are always people who say that. So I'm going to preempt and state the mouth I've thought about in my head to keep standing. "Are you a winnable opponent, wearing equipment that doesn't matter if they take it? Are the mercenaries (players) around you the ones you can fight with so much leeway! In the first place, with such clueless equipment, you can't even beat the King but the inferior Divine Soldier (Femi Deus)! But not if I'm pointing it out in detail now. Suddenly, there may be a mercenary (player) who begins to lose interest in the girl (me) appearing out of the sky. If you stop listening to me, it's over. I just have to tell you the main points before that happens. Give me clear numbers and stir up a sense of crisis. "Is that number really there? "Can I trust you? "Uh, but maybe Angel counted from the sky..." If a mercenary regiment (clan) emerged as the ruler of the city, would other mercenary regiments (clans) be involved in the benefit, even if they could exchange promises to share their flavors as a condition of cooperation? There is no guarantee that the promises made in such situations will be kept. In the first place, I don't even have the time to be making such promises. I don't know exactly what a mercenary regiment (clan) is that actually governs somewhere because it's a system of domination. But as it is, we mercenaries (players) are left only on the path of total annihilation. I don't know. There are things I don't know, we're in a death fight in this world right now. And despite my weakest status, I was trying to recklessly convey my thoughts and claims in front of so many people, giving away everything I had. Why is that? While suspicion and perplexity, the gaze of condemnation pierces me countless times. There was one emotion I had with me. Interesting, because. If I hadn't played Clan Clan, I might never have visited this experience in my entire life. So, what happens to the reward? To the question, I answer with a smile in my heart. "Reward allocation, I don't know what the reward is! Once again, mercenaries (players) open their mouths to a response that is too irresponsible and free. "It's unknown! Hey, isn't that what we're talking about? So I ask the fairies, not the mercenaries (players) who start whining. The fairies put my mind together and slowly let the wind spin like a circle and let me rise. "We were so close to the fairies and it was unknown to be able to fly in the sky! People are still happy with this statement and my behavior. "Is it that much fun to find out!? Challenge the fight, guaranteed the promised benefits. Is that adventure!? Because the end of the adventure is an unknown realm that someone hasn't broken yet. Because it's a field I haven't seen yet. Because there are still unknown items and weapons sleeping, there are still monsters that have never been relative. "The unknown adventure we've been looking for... was it just a task to collect, based on definite results and information!? A world where information leaked and figured it out. Games that tend to be working games. But Clan Clan is the subject of an encounter with the unknown, and the operation purposefully exercises the power technique of calling it freedom and shutting down all offensive sites. Aren't we all attracted to Clan Clan because the world with tactical sites and tactical books isn't enough? Because it is a world where anything is ant, breathes in real life, and can change. I don't know if there's a system that can take control of it! I've prefaced that I don't know anymore, and you know I'm saying the right thing. "As it is... it will only be a pleasure for the last one left to be stripped of their gear by the inferior Divine Soldiers (Femi Deus)! "Do we work together without thinking about it later? "Seriously, I don't think about it later, I enjoy it now with a bee. You're serious, aren't you? "All you have to do is give back control later. Looks like a mercenary." "The battle is over, and the next battle will come again. Don't let your chest jump." "Even an old bone like this doesn't hold its exhilaration. Young people have a good mood." "Such a little girl is straining herself. Shall we call this an alliance?" A voice that agrees with me verbally spreads to the front like a wave. Seeing as that makes me laugh naturally and provocatively. "The enemy is not a mercenary! "I didn't come here just to get my gear." "A carriage or something, it was expensive! "Events that just get caught, they suck! "Whoa, whoa! The angel who took the fairy and descended from the sky! "Angel's favor, I'll hear you out! "Angel, what's your name! A whisper? rocks the battlefield with furious momentum. I feel that expensive warfare on my skin and snort at the "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" people who would have watched me nervously, as well as PT members, especially Mina. "The battlefield is huge! I'm going to tell all the mercenaries! I wish you all a good fight! If I make it to the King's War, let me fight with you." When I ran out, Mina was in a position to mumble a chant to activate magic on a round table a little further away. "Whoa! Leave it to me! "Good luck! I'll do my best over here! "I'm waiting, angel! "Before the angel arrives, we have to be careful not to chop off the king's neck." "You can do it, right? Although, of course, we could not skip the step of generating green smoke in "Fuwamoku Ball" and temporarily forcing the battle to end. Apart from the frontline, there were few mercenaries (players) who genuinely looked to dominate Michelangelo, rather there seemed to be many mercenaries who stood around not to be killed by inferior divine soldiers (Femi Deus) or other mercenaries (players). "Before the angel sees you, can you look impudent! "Be careful not to hit those who are fighting in close proximity with magic or ranged attacks! "Follow Us! The voices of all the wild bastards respond to my cheering. "" "Whoa, whoa! I want to go down to the ground and join the war, or I want something to cover me from the sky. However, there are only three remaining Ranged Fireworks items, so I keep them for when they are here. No way can you point all kinds of Chemli balls to the ground that can only be effectively disturbed. The peripheral Divine Soldier (Deus) sweep seemed to be going well, but their strength was different digits. He resisted and defeated many inferior soldiers (Femi Deus). "Gosh, let me. Eh?" "Seriously, seriously sucks! MagiHelp!" "Young you, don't give me roots right away. Pathetic." "Eh! This is 60 people, whoa whoa whoa whoa." The screams of Elina and Josio are coming to the battlefield. Looks like Yoshio was killed when he was tickled around his butt by a junior samurai (Femi Deus). I witnessed that desperate shape, and it wasn't even if I could be purely happy with nettles or anything. The mercenary (player) side had already reduced the number of venues with so many people to less than 60. If you look at all this, this one is three times as numerous, so you might have had hope that you might have a win. The place where Ash King Kaguya Morpheus would sit, his guardian inferior samurai (Femi Deus), boasted the protection of the Iron Wall, barely reducing its number. In other words, there are around 60 mercenaries, as opposed to about 50 inferior divine soldiers (Femi Deus). This situation was hopeless, even though we needed three times as many. Even if mercenaries (players) work together, it's an impromptu response. It may be natural to say that this is a natural consequence. "Too few surviving wizards! Even if he's here, he's out of MP! Already I quit being in the air and was running around the battlefield on my own feet. To use MP healing items for various mercenaries (players). "Hold on till you get your MP back! "This, please! Hand over the Forest Xuri quickly to a stranger wizard mercenary (player) who pleads with the avant-garde. "Hey, what the hell... yes but no" I can stay in the air because the wind fairies will cloud me, and I will consume MP for that. I run desperately with the desire to turn the MP on other strong mercenaries rather than using the MP myself. "Gu, someone please heal! Mercenaries (players) with HP in the red zone come back here to replace mercenaries (players) who were holding back in the rear. We make every effort to switch like this and not reduce our numbers any further. "Angel, Mr.Kikyu! Okay, I'm coming! With a sweat spilling down my forehead, I smile and send out mercenaries (players) to the dead. I don't know how many times I've had this exchange. Thanks to this, the 'Crystal Potion', which allows multiple people to recover at once, is exhausted. Are we all getting the tension and fatigue caused by the battle, or the movement is heartless or dull? But no one ever tells me 'no more'. Somehow, even though I can say I'm maintaining the front in critical condition. Everybody's stomping on me, so I'm not allowed to frustrate you at the top of the line. I smile cheerfully and keep inspiring my surroundings. "We can still fight! If you have less HP or MP, come to me! I'll recover! Still, I have to realise I'm being hunted down with jitters. I'm running out of items left in my hand. As I scorched myself in such a hurry, I accidentally snapped at my shoulder at night. "You're annoying, Alchemist." "Whoa, you're the one who's stomping on me." "Ha, you're desperate for level four, of course." "Ha, that hurts when people say something about levels." Give me a dry giggle and hold my glasses quickly at night. There was a small wrinkle between my best friend's eyebrows. Probably noticed that my recovery items were about to run out. "Tallo...... there was no such thing as such a big, dos black cloud? I also look out into the sky after the night. Next door, Yuki and Mina also looked up. When I was told at night, the thing in my eyes that looked up at the sky was an unlikely black cloud. It was large enough to cover up the sky so that it would swell up and close our sights in a few moments, even though it existed in a fairly high position. "Oh, what are you... Something like that, yeah" The moment I thought that lump of pitch-black wore a white light for a moment. A loud enough noise to think the tympanic membrane would rupture rocked my brain. Then, the dazzling light dominated the area, and everything you could see turned white monochrome. At the same time, a continuous noise sounded dongly, and the ground swayed to echo it. Unexpectedly, I meditate my eyes with fear and amazement. When you think the sky has turned black, the light runs, the sound of explosions and the swings of the ground. It was definitely powerful enough to illuminate that even a natural mutation occurred. Then the first thing that caught my eye was the sight of the mercenaries (players) falling in groaning. But that body doesn't have a scratch. Just like me, you must have lay down surprised by the phenomenon earlier. Evening Fai (Yuki) protrudes her sword to the ground from the position where she was making noise and buttocks. I sit on my back like a sword and ask around just like I do. "Thunder struck... Thunder struck? That's an amazing number..." "Right, was it thunder..." I unconsciously turn my gaze to the dark clouds sweeping over the battlefield. I'm sure there's only one person I know who can use such great magic to wipe out inferior Divine Soldiers (Femi Deus). And he kicks in the fun of the little stone that was rolling right next to him and smiles at me. "Talo, are you okay? It's all right, isn't it?
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ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใƒฉใƒณใƒ€ใƒ ็™บ็”Ÿ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่€ๆ€งใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹็ขบ็Ž‡ใŒใ‹ใ‚ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ€ ใƒˆใ‚นใฃใจใ™ใใใฐใฎๅœฐ้ขใซ็ŸขใŒ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ2ๅ›žใฎๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใง็ขบ่ชใงใใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸๅผ“็Ÿขใฏๅ…จ้ƒจใงๅ››ๆœฌใ ใญใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šๆœ€ไฝŽใงใ‚‚ๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใฏๅ››ไบบใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œ1ๅ›ž็›ฎใจ2ๅ›ž็›ฎใงใ€็ŸขใŒ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ไฝ็ฝฎใŒใšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็‹™ๆ’ƒไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็‰นๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ„ใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ‚ใฎ็Ÿญใ„้˜ฒๅพกใงใ€ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใ„ใชใใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตvsๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ•้กŒใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅฐ„็จ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ็ง้”ใŒไธธ่ฆ‹ใˆใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ€ ใ€Œๅผ“ไฝฟใ„ไปฅๅค–ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ๅ„ชไฝใŒๅดฉใ‚Œใชใ„้™ใ‚Šใ€้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใงใกใพใกใพใจ่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Š......ๆ•ตใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใ‚Šๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใจใ€ใพใšใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญ......ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใฎ็ดขๆ•ต้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใŒ็‰นๅฎšใงใใชใ„ใฃใฆใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ€ๅฎš่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ่ฆ–่ชใงใใชใ„ใ€Ž้š ๅฏ†ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ใ‹ใ€Ž้š ่”ฝใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๆŒใกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใญใ€ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅˆ†ๆžใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ไฟบใฎไปŠใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ10ๆญณใใ“ใ‚‰ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๅ‡บใฆใ„ใฃใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ใฟใ‚“ใชใซPTใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใงไผใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใŸใกใŒไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€็„กๆ•ตใฎๅตๅฏŸใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎ? ใƒฆใ‚ฆใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใ‚ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ๅ˜็‹ฌ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏใ™ใ”ใๅฑ้™บใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰็›ธๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅฏ่ƒฝๅฏพ่ฑกใซใชใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใซๅณใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใญใชใ„ใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅฟƒ้…ใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใŒใ€็พๆ™‚็‚นใงๆ€ใ„ใคใ้™ใ‚Šใฎๆœ‰ๅŠนๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไฟบใŒใ•ใฃใไฝœใฃใŸใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰ใ€ใง็…™ๅน•ใ‚’ใคใใ‚Šใ€ใใฎใพใพ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใŸใกใฏใใฎ้š™ใซๅˆฅใฎๆœจใ€…ใฎ้™ฐใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ€‚ๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฐ่ฆ–่ชใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็‚น็ช็ ด็‹™ใ„ใงใ€ไฟบใŒ็‰นๅฎšใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ้›†ไธญ็ ฒ็ซใ—ใฆๅ„ๅ€‹ๆ’ƒ็ ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’่ซฆใ‚ใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใใ†ใซใŠใฉใŠใฉใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ‰ไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใ„ใชใ€‚PTๆˆฆใ€‚ ใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ใฆๅฝนๅ‰ฒใ‚’ๆ‹…ใ†ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ€‚ ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใจๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆใ€ใ„ใ–ใจใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ ไฟบใฏใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅค•่ผใซใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ๅค•่ผใŒใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆฌ„ใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใง้ฉšๆ„•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€ ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใฎ็ƒใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ—ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏๅค•่ผใฎ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒณใฃใจ่ถณๅ…ƒใซ็ŸขใŒๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใƒ“ใƒ“ใ‚‰ใšใซใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰ใ€ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šๅœฐ้ขใซๅฉใใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒœใƒ•ใ‚ฆใ‚ฆใƒณใฃใจ็››ๅคงใซ็…™ใŒ่พบใ‚Šใซๅ››ๆ•ฃใ—ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฏ็žฌใ้–“ใซ็…™ๅน•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆ่ฆ–็•Œใ‚’้ฎใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏๅผ“็Ÿขใฎ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใŸๆ–นๅ‘ใธใจใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ในใ้™ธๅœฐใ‚’ไผใฃใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๆฐด่พบใฎใ›ใ„ใง้€ฒใฟใฏ้…ใ„ใ€‚ ๅผ“็Ÿขใฏ็›ฎใใ‚‰ใพใ—ใŒๆ™ดใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใจใ€ๅผ“็Ÿขใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใŸ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒๅทฆๅ‰ๆ–นใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใฎไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅผ“ไฝฟใ„ใฏ4ไบบใจใใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ็ฝฎใ€ไธญๅฟƒใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„้ขจใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒไธ€ไบบไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใซใฏใจใฃใใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€็„ก่ฆ–ใ—ใฆๅค•่ผใŸใกใฎ่กŒๆ–นใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็…™ใฏใ ใ„ใถ่–„ใพใฃใฆใŸใŒใ€ไพ็„ถใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎ้‡ใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰+3ใ€ใ ใ‘ใชใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฃใกใ€ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ใ€ ๆ‚ชๆ…‹ใ‚’ใคใๆ•ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใคใ€ๅค•่ผใŸใกใซPTใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใง็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅทฆๅ‰ๆ–นใฎๆœจใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซใ€ๅ››ไบบใจใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใฏใ•ใฃใใ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰่ก›ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅค•่ผใ‚’ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซๅผ“็Ÿขไฝฟใ„ใฎๆ–นใธๅ‰้€ฒใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ‡ใ€ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฃใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ๆ•ตใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใใ†ใผใ‚„ใใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใŒใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฆ......ใฃใฆใ‚ใฎๅญใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใญใ€ ใชใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ๆ•ตใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฏไฟบใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚„ๅฆใ‚„ใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไบŒไบบใ‚’ๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใฎๅทฆๅณใ€ๆŒŸใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ•ใ›ใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ™ใใซใ€Žใ‚„ใ‚„ๅณใซไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒไธ€ไบบ็งปๅ‹•ใ€ๅทฆๅณใซไธ€ไบบใšใคใฎๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใŒๆ•ฃ้–‹ใ€ๆŒŸใฟๆ‰“ใกใ€ใจไผใˆใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ˜ใ‚ใพใ—ใฆใ€ใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๅๅ‰ใฏใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ€ ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไบคๆˆฆไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใฎใ‹ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅๅ‰ใจใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชLv11ใ€‚ ใผใณใ‚ใ‚“ใกใ‚‡Lv7ใ€‚ ใƒ ใ‚ญใƒ ใ‚ญๅ…„Lv9ใ€‚ ใ†ใฏใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใฏๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ้Š€้ซชๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใ‚“ใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ›ฃ้•ท?ใ€ ใ€Ž็™พ้ฌผๅคœ่กŒใ€ใฎๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใˆใฃใจใ€็œ ใ‚‰ใšใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽๅธซใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ฃ้•ทใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ๆ”ปๆ’ƒไธๅฏๅฏพ่ฑกใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‹ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎ้–“ใซๅผ“็Ÿขใฏๆ™ƒๅคœใŸใกใซๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€‚ๆญฃ้ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅผ“ใ‚’้˜ฒใใฎใซๆ‰‹ใ„ใฃใฑใ„ใงใ€ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅฐ„ๆ’ƒใฏ่ขซๅผพใ—ใฆใ„ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ้ ƒใซHPใ‚‚ๅŠๅˆ†ไปฅไธ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใงใ‚ซใƒใƒณใ ใ€ ๅ‹ใก่ช‡ใฃใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€Ž็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใ€ใซใฏๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏใญใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใฟใŸใ„ใชLv3ใฎๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใฏๆฏ›้ ญใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใชใใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๅพŒใซใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฆใƒใฎ ใพใ•ใ‹ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ไธญใซๅ‹ง่ช˜ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใกใซๅ…ฅๅ›ฃใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒฌในใƒชใƒณใ‚ฐใจใ‹ๆ‰‹ไผใ†ใ—ใ€ใ™ใใซๅผทใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‰?ใ€ ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใŠ่ช˜ใ„ใ ใŒใ€ ใชๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใŸใฉใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฃ้•ทใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใฏ็พŽใ—ใ„ใญใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงใปใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Žๆฐท้›ชใ‚’่‚ฒใ‚€ๆ–ใ€ใจๅŒใ˜ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใซ็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใชๆ–ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใซใฏใ€ๆฐทใง็”Ÿๆˆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่Šฑใฎ้€ ๅฝขใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใฎๅคงไบ‹ใชใƒขใƒŽใฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ PTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎHPใƒใƒผใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅค•่ผ HP216/410ใ€‚ ๆ™ƒๅคœ HP88/230ใ€‚ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏ HP15/140ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฒ้–“ใ€ใงใ™ใ‹ใญ......ใ€ ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ˆใ‚ใพใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚ญใƒŸใฎไปฒ้–“ใŒใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ญใƒŸ่‡ช่บซใฎๅ‘ฝใ‚’ๅฅชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ไฟบใฏๆญปใ‚“ใงใ€ ไฟบใฏใซใฃใ“ใ‚Šใจใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใซ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ๆญปใ‚’่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ—ใŸไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ ใ€‘ใฎๅˆ€่บซใฏใ€ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใฎ่–„ใ„่ƒธๆฟใ‚’่ฒซ้€šใ—ใ€ๅค•่ผใŸใกใซใใฎๅˆƒๅ…ˆใ‚’่ฆ—ใ‹ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใŸใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ไธญๆ–ญใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ Lv3ใจใ„ใ† PvPใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใใฃใฆใ‚‹ใŒใ‚†ใˆใฎๆฒนๆ–ญใ€‚ๆ€ใ„่พผใฟใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใฎใŸใ‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใƒฆใ‚ฆ! ไฝฟใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใŸ้š™ใซๅค•่ผใซ็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎไฝฟ็”จใ‚’ไฟƒใ™ใ€‚ๅฝผใŒใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ€ใ‚’็ •ใใจใ€่ฟ‘ใใซใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™ƒๅคœใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅค•่ผใฎHPใจMPใŒใ‚ฐใƒƒใจๅ›žๅพฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จๅ“กใŒๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅ›žๅพฉใ ใจ!? ใ“ใฎไธ€็žฌใง!?ใ€ ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใ€Ž้ฃ›็ฟ”่„šใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใ€ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใธใจๆŒใกใ“ใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚’ไป•็•™ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ใŠไป˜ใใฎๅผ“ไฝฟใ„ไบŒๅใฏ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ไบŒๆœฌใฎ็Ÿขใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใ€็ฉบไธญใงใƒใƒฉใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅดฉใ—ใ€็€ๅœฐใซๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ๆจช่ปขใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็œŸๆญฃ้ขใซใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ŸขใŒๅ‘ฝไธญใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ็ตๆ™ถใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใคใ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎHPๅ…จๆใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ๅˆƒใจใชใ‚Šใฆใฃใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒๅฏพใฎๆ‹ณใŒใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็‰‡้ ฌใจใŠ่…นใ‚’ๆฟ€ใ—ใๆ‰“ใกไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„่ฉ ๅ”ฑ้€”ไธญใงใคใถใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€่ˆžใ„่ฝใกใ‚‹ๆกœใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใจใธใŸใ‚Šใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ ็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ”พใก็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸไบŒไบบใฎๅฐ„ๆ‰‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€ๆฐดใฎๆ‹ณใŒ่ขซๅผพใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅค•่ผใฏๅทฆๅณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅผ“็Ÿขใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๅ…ญ่Šฑใฎ้“ใ€ใ€ ๆ›ดใซๅ…ญ้€ฃๆ’ƒใฎๆ‹ณใ‚’ใŠใฟใพใ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎใ€ŽไบŒ้€ฃๆกœ่ฏใ€ใจใ€Žๅ…ญ่Šฑใฎ้“ใ€ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€HPใŒใพใ ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใจๅพŒใ‚ใธๅ€’ใ‚Œใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ่ถณๅ…ƒใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ„ใฃใ€ ้กใซใƒ—ใ‚นใฃใจใ€ๅœฐ้ขใซ็ชใๅˆบใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟบใฏใƒˆใƒ‰ใƒกใ‚’ใ•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ :ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชLv11ใฎใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ขบ่ช: :ใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€Žๆฐท้›ชใ‚’่‚ฒใ‚€ๆ–ใ€ใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ•ใฃใ่‡ชๆ…ขใ—ใฆใŸ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใŒๆถˆใˆใ‚†ใใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€็”ณใ—่จณใชใ•ใ’ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใƒฆใ‚ญใ‚ชใ•ใ‚“! ใกใใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€้จŽๅฃซๆฐ—ๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚!ใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ฆใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚นใƒ—ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆๅ€’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅผ“ไฝฟใ„ใฎไธ€ไบบใŒใ€ๅณๅบงใซๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚’็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใคใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’่…•ใซๅ—ใ‘ใ€62ใธใจๅ‰Šใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใซใ—ใŸใฃใฆๆ—ฉใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ ใ‚!?ใ€ ใ€Œใชใฃใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ซ˜็ดšๅ“ใ‚’ใฝใ‚“ใฝใ‚“ใจไฝฟใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใƒ’ใƒžใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ„ๅ‹•ใใงใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใ‚’ใ‹ใพใ—ใฆใ„ใๆ™ƒๅคœใ€‚ๅผ“ไฝฟใ„ใฏๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ๅผ•ใๆŠœใ„ใฆๅฟœๆˆฆใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‰ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใฏ็ขบๅฎŸใซไธ€ๆ’ƒไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆ‡ใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็„ก้ง„ใซใ‹ใฃใ“ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใ€‚ ไธญๅญฆๆ™‚ไปฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใฎๆ–นใ‚‚ๅ–งๅ˜ฉใŒๅผทใ„ใจๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚‚ใใฎๅ‹•ใใฏ :ใผใณใ‚ใ‚“ใกใ‚‡Lv7ใฎใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ขบ่ช: ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏใƒ ใ‚ญใƒ ใ‚ญๅ…„Lv9ใจใ€็ตถใˆ้–“ใชใๅค•่ผใ‚„ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’้ ๆ–นใ‹ใ‚‰็‹™ๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ไบŒๅใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฃใ€ใ“ใฎใ€ใ†ใŠใŠใฃ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ“ใใŒๅŠ›! ็ญ‹่‚‰ใ“ใใŒ็ฅž!ใ€ ใƒ ใ‚ญใƒ ใ‚ญๅ…„Lv9ใฏๆ™ƒๅคœใจไบคๆˆฆใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้š™ใซใ€ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใŸ็ซ็ƒใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ’ƒ็ ดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :ใƒ ใ‚ญใƒ ใ‚ญๅ…„Lv9ใฎใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ขบ่ช: ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฃใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใ!ใ€ ่ฟ‘ใใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ๅ…จๆป…ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฏใใ‚ใฃใฆไฟบใฎ ไฟบใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ€็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฏใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใ“ใใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใ€ PvPใจใ„ใ†ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎไฝ“้จ“ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ€็ทŠๅผตใจ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ€‚ ไธŠๆฐ—ใ—ใŸ้ ฌใ‚’ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใ‚Œใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใญใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใฟใ‚“ใชใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใซใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒ่ƒŒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไฝœใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ็„กๆ•ตใ ใฃใŸใ‚Š?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆๆ™ฎ้€šใ•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šไบบ?ใ€ ใ†......ใคใ„ใ€ๆ˜”ใฎๅฃ็™–ใŒใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎๆˆฆๆณใซใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‘ใŸใ—ใ€ใ„ใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพŒใงใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ......็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ„ใ˜ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ™ใญใ‚‹ไฟบใซใ€ไธ‰ไบบใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ๆบใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏไบŒไบบใ ใญ! ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใพใ ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’็ถš่กŒใ—ใฆใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅค•่ผใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒ‘็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคงๅฃฐใงใ€ๆ•ตใซๅ‘ผใณใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ่ฒ ใ‘็Šฌใฎ้ ๅ ใˆใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ใ€่บซใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅใใ ใ™ๆ•ตใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ“ใฃใกใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ ใœ?ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒไฝ™่ฃ•ใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใซ็šฎ่‚‰ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ไธๅ‰ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅฏ„่ถŠใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ•ตใ•ใ‚“ใฏ ไฟบใจPTใ‚’็ต„ใ‚€ใฎใฏๅซŒใ ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใ•ใ‚“ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใง้€ฃ็ตกใจใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๆ…ŒใฆใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใ•ใ‚“ใธใจ้€šไฟกใ‚’่จˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ‚ณใ‚ฏใ‚ณใ‚ฏ้ ทใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃใƒ‘ใ‚ฏใงไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅ–‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไป•่‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใฃใฆๅค–้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ+6ใ€‚ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใŒ+1ใ€ ใ€Œใฃใฆใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎๅฅดใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใชใ€ ๅค•่ผใจๆ™ƒๅคœใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฃใฆใชใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใซใฏใพใ ใ€Žๆˆฆไบ‰ใ€ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ใ—ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ๆ–นใŒใ€Žๆˆฆไบ‰ใ€ใซๅ‹ๅˆฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฏ่ฆ็ด„ใ—ใ™ใŽใ ใญใ€ ใ†ใŠใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅ็งฐ็š„ใซๅพนๅบ•ๆŠ—ๆˆฆใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๆฎฒๆป…ๆˆฆใ€ใงใฎๅ‹ๅˆฉๆกไปถใฏใ€ๅ…ˆใซๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’100็ฒๅพ—ใ—ใŸ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใใฎๆˆฆๆžœใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ–ๅพ—ๆกไปถใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒๆ•ตใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใ€Žๆฎฒๆป…ๆˆฆใ€ใฎ็‰นๅพดใฏใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๆ™‚ใซ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ๆ•ฐใฎใ”ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ—ใŒ้žๅŠน็Ž‡็š„ใซใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅŠ›ใฃใฆใ“ใจใซใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Žๆ•—ๆฎ‹ๅ…ตใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒซใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ•ฐใฎๆšดๅŠ›ใง็Œ›ๆ”ปใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ๆŠผใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’้˜ฒใใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏ4ๅฏพ5ไบบใจไธๅˆฉใช็Šถๆณไธ‹ใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€3ไบบใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ไบบใ‚ใŸใ‚Š2ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅ–ๅพ—ใงใใŸใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซๅทฎใ‚‚ๅŠ ๅ‘ณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซๅคšๅ‹ขใซ็„กๅ‹ขใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใŒ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ€Žๆฎฒๆป…ๆˆฆใ€ใƒซใƒผใƒซใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใฏไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ญใƒซๆ™‚ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅ“ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—็Ž‡ใŒ1%ใซไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใชใซๆๅฎณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใซใใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ€ใคใพใ‚ŠPvPๆˆฆใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ใ‚’ๆฐ—่ปฝใซ็ฉใฟใ‚„ใ™ใ„ไป•ๆง˜ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใญใ€ ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ›žๆ•ฐใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎๆฉŸไผšใŒๅคšใใ†ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฎฒๆป…ๆˆฆใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ 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16 16 Words Mercenary Vs Mercenary Once, the poured arrow stopped. As I said at night, the approximate position was known from the direction in which the arrow flew, but it is still used as a sniper. I look at the water soaking up to my hips and crush. "Should I go underwater? I wonder if I can hide myself. "No, you can't." It is Yuki who immediately fails to take care of my cheap measures. "Let me direct you to the water with an arrow and make a stop at once. That's a common tactic." Ice magic skills............. Sure, a luxury item sold at George's store for 40000 eso. What's putting us into battle right now is that there may be so many top players. "Huh, quick story is, underwater defense has limits, and it's dangerous." Everyone hurries to land with the example tree on the occasion of the rise of the shaky night. At that time the bow and arrow broke out again and one hit Evening Fai. But it doesn't knock back like a shaky night, it keeps moving. Is it highly defensive? "Guys, put this big tree together on your back and get behind me" Everyone leans aside to hide in Yuki, where the shield rests in front. When Evening Fai activated his abilities, the shield he had was more than tripled enlarged. Did the weight increase, Evening Fai could not have that shield, and stood to pierce and support the ground. In that case, everyone kneels. Now you can shield yourself from bows and arrows by Ogi and Shield behind you. "The effect of the Giant's Shield (El Exudo) lasts up to 2 minutes. But it's too heavy to move. Anyway, we have to decide what to do in the meantime." "They're paralyzing attributes with bow-and-arrow abilities... it took me a while to get up" Quinn, I hear giant shields playing arrows. "Looks like I was okay... random occurrence? "Perhaps the odds of it occurring due to resistance will change." Toss An arrow pierces the ground right next to him. "The only thing I could confirm in two shootings was that there were four bows and arrows released at the same time. I mean, there's at least four archers." "On the first and second occasions, the arrows are out of position to fly. I'm pretty sure they're shooting at us while we're moving and not being able to identify a sniper position." In that short defense, Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) kept a good grasp of the situation. "Definitely, you're used to mercenaries vs mercenaries" "The problem is that we can't see the whole thing from their range, and we can't see it from here." "I'm sure some non-bowman members will come for immediate fatal injuries with ranged attacks unless their advantage breaks down..." "I mean... if we don't pinpoint the enemy's position, it's bad? "Well... if Shizuku's enemy magic makes it impossible to locate him, he'll have" hidden skills "or" hidden skills "that he can't see at a certain distance." I'm listening to everyone's analysis, and I realize I do. I look like a 10-year-old girl. "Yeah, but what's wrong with that? "I mean, I'm not going to be attacked, so why don't you just leave in grandeur and tell everyone where they are on PT chat? "So you can scout invincibly until the Koos set it up, right? "But Taro..." "Don't you have time to get lost? Yu's abilities are about to run out." "Talo... acting alone is so dangerous. They could be killed instantly the moment they become attackable..." I appreciate Sizuk's concern, but I think this is the only effective means I can come up with at the moment. "Build a smokescreen with the 'Chemli Ball' I just made and stick it in, so the Yus hide in the shadow of another tree in that gap. If we can get closer to the shooter, we'll have to destroy each and every one of them with a single shot at the target I've identified." "Taro is right. This is all we have now." Sizku has given up on those two attitudes and is worried sick. I think I'll see how the three of them are doing. Good. PT fight. The feeling of being in a difficult situation (cuckoo) together, each working together to take on a role. More importantly, I'm glad to think that Shaking Night and Evening Fai, plus I might be able to help Mr. Sizuk. "Yu, use this if you have to" That's what I said, I'll give Evening Fai the 'Crystal Potion'. "Ko, this is..." Evening Fai is stunned when she calls in the description section of "Crystal Potion". "Well, I'll come" Grasp the pink sphere and I'll jump out of Evening Fai's asylum (straw). Ston gets an arrow stabbed at his feet all the time, but without freaking out, beats' Chemli Ball 'to the ground as much as he wants. The smoke scattered around Bohwun all the time, and the surroundings were instantly blocked from sight by the smokescreen. And then dash the bow and arrow in the flying direction. I will try to convey the land as much as possible, but due to the waterfront it is by the way, progress is slow. Are the bows and arrows waiting for their eyes to clear or no sign of them flying? Anyway, going further and further, the group with bows and arrows looked forward to the left. As expected by Evening Fai (Yuki), the bowmen were in positions surrounded by four and them, with one wizard-style boy in the center. They seem to have noticed me all along, but ignore them and they seem to be following Evening Fai's whereabouts. The smoke had faded a lot, but still, quite a bit remained. That's just the thing about 'Chemli Ball + 3'. "Eh, I don't see it very well" Inform Evening Fai and the others in a PT chat as they look at their evil enemies. "Where there are trees in the front left, there are all four of them" The swinging nights that were informed of it just started their action. Evening Fai, the avant-garde, has led the way toward bowmen and arrows. "That's crazy. They're coming this way." The enemy wizard is so blurry, he looks at me. "Uh, that's the thing. That girl let them know where we are... that's amazing." Something tells me the enemy's wizard is staring at me. No, he's bringing two archers this way, letting the other two unfold to pinch the left and right of the shaky nights. I'll tell him immediately, 'Slightly to the right, two archers and a wizard move one, one to the left and one to the right, scattered, pinched'. "Nice to meet you, young lady. My name is Yukio." The wizard boy has greeted me. Is it because you are engaged, I see the name and level of the opponent. Yukio LV11. Bobi Chi Lv7. Brother Mukimuki LV9. Huh. "Are you sure you're the silver-haired angel our captain was talking about? "Captain?" "Oh, you're late. I'm Yukio, deputy leader of the Mercenary Corps." "Oh, uh, Mr. Sleepless Wizard? "Yes, that's Captain Glenn." You think I'm (...) non-attackable at the moment, or you normally talk to Yukio. We are casually having a conversation, but in the meantime the bow and arrow are released to the swinging nights. "It's no use worrying. I'm all over preventing bows from the front, and shooting from the side is going to get hit, so HP will be under half by the time I get here, and then it's my magic and I'm a dick." Mr. Yukio smiles proudly about winning. "You don't belong to Hundred Rides of Night, do you, Kimi? "We don't mean to bully novices to LV3 like you. I don't know, why don't you join our mercenary regiment (clan) after this fight? Exhortation during the exact battle. "If you join us, we'll help you with leveling and stuff, and you'll be strong soon, huh? It's a delicious invitation, but I'm not going to join a mercenary regiment hostile to Shaky Night (Koya) or Yuki. Before Yukio-kun, who stood at his leisure, Shizuku finally arrived. "And the captain's right, you're beautiful. As if, you see, as beautiful as this' Cane to Grow Ice and Snow ', no more" That's what I'm saying, Mr. Yukio shows you his cane he's equipped with. The tip of the bright white cane features the shaping of flowers produced with ice, which is certainly beautiful. "What's so important about you? Check the PT member's HP bar for chills. Evergreen HP 216/410. Shake the night HP 88/230. Sizk HP 15/140. "Friends, are you..." Yukio watches me lick around with a humble (scowling) look. "But the moment your people attacked us before that, maybe I would take your own life." "Fine, I'm dead." I smile and smile at Yukio. Yukio, who saw me ready to die, smiled abusively, turning and chanting to the shaky nights. Yukio's thin chest plate will be pierced by Yukio's body to give Evening Fai a peek at its blade tips. Surprised Mr. Yukio interrupted the chant. It seemed unexpected that a low firepower (me) called LV3 would choose the option of abandoning its own safety margin and launching an attack. I'm used to PvP, but I'm alarmed. Assumption. "I'm sorry, it's for my people. And Yu! Use it! Yukio urges Evening Fai to use the crystalline potion in the agitated gap. When he crushes the 'Crystal Potion', Shizuku and Evening Fai's HP and MP recover gleefully at a shaky night nearby. "Everyone says it's a recovery at the same time!? In this moment!? At night when you didn't miss the wolf, activate "Flying Legs" and pack the distance from Yukio at once. The two bowmen with you unleash arrows in order to finish the shaky night they try to take to the melee. The shaky night with the two arrows fell out of balance in the air and directly in front of Mr. Yukio as he failed to land but rolled over. Thanks to keeping the crystal potion on before the arrow hit, it seems that the total HP loss at night was managed to be spared. "Oh, it's a blade." Towards Yukio, who hastily tries to chant, Shaking Night activates Abilities. Two pairs of fists punched Yukio hard on one cheek and stomach. Once again, crushed in the middle of a chant, Yukio hangs out like a falling cherry blossom. The two archers, who had finished releasing the arrows, had been bombarded with fists of water, which Mr. Sizk would have activated. Evening Fai is protecting Mr. Sizuk from bows and arrows released from left and right. "" The Path of the Six Flowers "" Yukio, who has also lost the fist of the sixth series of strikes. Yukio, who still has only a few HP left in the wake of Shaky Night's "Double Cherry Blossom Hua" and "Six Flowers Road," slowly falls back. Yes, at my feet with the knife. "Eh." Pussy on my forehead, punctured the ground, and I made a toddle. : Confirm Yukio LV11's Kill: : From Yukio, The Wand to Grow Ice and Snow dropped: I was bragging earlier. I got my gear. I smile to Yukio, whose character disappears, sorry. "Mr. Guruyukio! Damn, don't get on with it, knight! One of the bowmen, who was falling in the wake of Mr. Sizk's water splash, immediately targets the shaking night. Take another blow to the arm and scrape to 62. "Where's the healer wizard?" "Earlier, it was too soon to make it a chant!? "Been using such a luxury product with a pong pong!? "Hey, do you have a hippo you're looking at? A swinging night teasing the punch with a quick move. The Bowman is a melee, which means he pulls out the sabel and begins to respond, but Shaking Night is sure to throw every blow into the opponent's nostalgia by sending a sword strike. Glasses to scratch for nothing. Real people have been impressed with the fighting since middle school, but even here, the movement was utilized in different dimensions. : Confirm Kill of Bobi Chi LV7: Only two will remain: Brother Mukimki LV9 and the constant sniping of Evening Fai and Mr. Shizuk from afar. "Gu, this, uh-oh muscle is the power! Muscle is God! Brother Mukimki LV9 was destroyed by the magic of the fireball completed by Mr. Shizku in the gap where he was engaged with the shaky night. : Confirm Kill of Brother Mukimuki LV9: "Tallow." "Tallo, you do it! Destroy all nearby enemies and the three of them will come by my side. Surrounded as if to protect me, the members of the Hundred Rides of Night set up their own weapons. "Guys, that's right" Tension and excitement, due to my first experience called PvP. Loosen your cheeks. "... This is fun." Give your honest thoughts. "Right?" "Work with everyone, okay?" To my feelings, each one of them turns his back. "Thank you, Taro" "If Taro had an item to make, could he be invincible? "Heh heh. That's how normal I am as an alchemist" "Oh, a normal person? Ugh... I have an old cliche. "Well, this time, thanks to Taro, we could take it to the war situation so far, and we can mess with it later? "... after all, are you messing with me" The three of them shake their shoulders at me. "You two stay! What do you want me to do, still continue the fight and let you score the result points (...)!? And then, as Evening Fai provokes his opponent, he calls on his enemies. Enemies spitting out a howling dialogue of obvious losers, whimpering themselves. "Dude, that's our dialogue, huh? The shaking night makes plenty of room for sarcasm. Yes, I've been passing along ominous words. "What do you mean? Apparently, the enemy has withdrawn. You said you didn't like putting together a PT with me and went to level it all by yourself, Yuri...... "Koo, I'll check the point of effect" "And anyway, I'll get in touch with you via a friend message." Shizuku weighs the communication to Yuruchi in a panic. Shizuku snorts for a while and shows her how to talk about something with her mouth flaking. Friend messages are like this when you observe them from the outside. "Here's +6 for the battle result points. That's +1." "I mean, Yuri's guy, you're killin 'him" Listen to Evening Fai and Shaking Night's Exchange, and I'll ask you a question. "What's an effect point? "Oh, you haven't explained 'war' to Taro yet." "A quick story is, if you have a higher battle point, you win the war." "Koo sums up too much." Ugh, there's some sort of nominally complete antiwar air. "The rule is that a Mercenary Regiment (Clan) wins by winning 100 battle points first." "Hmm. What are the conditions for obtaining that battle point? "Quick story kills enemies and you get points." "The hallmark of this" extermination battle "is that the smaller number of mercenaries (players) in battle has higher points if they kill per person, and the higher number of factions have fewer acquisition points even if they kill." "A quick story is that counting becomes inefficient." "The numbers don't change the power, but you can prevent people from being attacked and pushed off by more violence than the 'Wreckers' rule." "So this time, this one fought four to five people under unfavourable circumstances, killed three people, so I wonder if I could get two points per person" Will the level difference be added as well? "Even if too many opponents have fought passively, the point when they kill is not good." "There are other good things about the 'extermination' rule, and because the gear drop rate drops to 1% when you kill, it's that hard to get damaged even when you're killed. So it's easy to get some experience with combat, or PvP." Kills, kills more times, fights more chances, so why not fight them out? "These rules tend to be prolonged." "Our Hundred Rides Night Trip has 28 points. I guess that's 52 points for" Hundred Nights "over there." "Sometimes when you were surrounded by more than ten people and you got intensive fire..." Though the advantage of numbers is somewhat limited, it is a shame. "Three people were killed then, but their acquisition point was one," "This time again, the opponent is getting 1 point. But one point for a kill might have been a one-on-one fight." "By the way, what happens when you win or lose a 'war'? "Guys... Looks like Yuri's in trouble" Sizuk, who finished her friend message, enters the conversation. "I hear the main weapon has dropped, and if you want that weapon back, they're pressing you to join the 'Hundred Nights'..." You're also making such a forceful solicitation. "Hey... did they get a 1% chance?" "When I said Yuichi's main weapon, it was one of the most rare weapons in a two-handed sword, the Great Wheel Fire Slash." "Woe to you." These two aren't worried about joining the other mercenary regiment either. "Is it possible that Yuruchi will enlist in The Hundred Nights? "Early on, Yuri hates her brother Glenn." Oh, is Yuruchi and "Hundred Nights" leader Glenn real and brothers and sisters? "Hang on, if you want your weapon back, you'll have to join the group." "Yuri took care of" Big Wheel Fire Slash "..." Although Yuruchi didn't feel right, he seems to be an important Mercenary Regiment (Clan) member of Evening Fair or Shaky Night, and if he can do something about it, I'd like to. Your attachment to weapons? Indeed, Yukio-kun, the enemy's deputy commander, seemed to have a strong attachment to weapons and such. "Can you use this for negotiating material? I took the "Cane to Grow Ice and Snow" that Yukio-kun dropped. "" "Why do you have such a rare weapon!?!?!?" " "A Hundred Rides of Night" Three shouts echoed in the woods.
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ใ€Œใ‚ใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๆฃฎใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅ™‚ใงใ—ใ‹ๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’่ช็Ÿฅใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„NPCใจใ€ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใซใชใฃใŸ? ใใ†ๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ๅ‹ไบบ้”ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅฃใ”ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚......ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€่ฉฑ้กŒใฎไธญๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฟใ‚“ใชใธใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ“ใ†ใชใฃใŸใจใ‹ใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅคงๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใ‚ญใƒงใƒญใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹่€…ใŒใปใจใ‚“ใฉใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใฏ้žๅธธใซใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ€‚ไฟบใŒ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจ็น‹ใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰่ณชๅ•ๆ”ปใ‚ใฎๅตใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซไผšใ„ใซใใŸใฎใ‚ˆ? ใใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ? ไฝ•ใ‹ใ”ๆŒจๆ‹ถใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€ŒNPCใจๅ‹้”?ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใŒ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ›บใพใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ้ ญใธใจใ€ไฝ•ใฎใŸใ‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚‚ใชใๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ‰‹ใคใใงใฝใ‚“ใฝใ‚“ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“?ใ€ ็ทŠๅผตใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใ€ๆฐ—ใฎ็ทฉใฟใ‚’ไธ€ๅˆ‡่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸๆฟ€ๆˆฆใ€‚ๅ‹ไบบใŸใกใŒ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹็–‘ๆƒ‘ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ€ๆ€ฅใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸ่ณข่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฎน่ตฆใฎใชใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ทใƒƒใƒ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ†......ใ‚ใ…ใใ€ ่‰ฒใ€…ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒ่ฒ ่ทใจใชใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไธญใงไฝ•ใ‹ใŒๆฑบๅฃŠใ—ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎไฟบใ‚’ใชใงใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใคใใŒๅฆ™ใซๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚ˆใใฆใ€ไธ€็žฌใ€็ถบ้บ—ใชใŠ่Šฑ็•‘ใŒ่„ณ่ฃใซๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใใŸใปใฉใ ใ€‚ ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€้ ญใ‚’ใชใงใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ€ใฝใ‚“ใฝใ‚“ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅคšใใชใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ๅค‰ใช่ซฆ่ฆณใŒ่Šฝ็”Ÿใˆใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชๆ‚ ้•ทใซๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ—ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹้ ญใ‚’ใตใ‚Šใ€ๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ๆ”พๆฃ„ใ—ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็พๅฎŸ? ใซๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„้›ทใงใ—ใŸใญ!? ใณใ€ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใณใฃใใ‚Šใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใใ†ใงใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ไฟบใจใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฌ่กจๆƒ…ใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ†ใกใฎPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใŸใกใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€‚ ใฏใใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–“้•ใˆใฆ่ฝใจใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใญใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ‹ไบบใฎๆฌกใซๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„้ขๅ€’ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ€ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ้”ใ‚’ไธ€็žฌใงๆŽ’้™คใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซๆค…ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸๆ‰€ไฝœใงไธ€ๆฎต้ซ˜ใ„ๅฃ‡ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจๆญฉใฟๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“้šฃใงๆŽงใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใ‚‚่ฟฝๅพ“ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ€ๆ•ฐๅไบบใฎ ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ‰ŠใŒใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใฏๅพฎๅกตใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ•ใšใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใŸใฃใทใ‚ŠใฎๅจๅŽณใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎๆญฉใฟใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่€…ใŒ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆนงใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎๆ”ฏ้…ๆจฉใฏไฟบ้”ใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ !ใ€ ใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใŒใ‚ใ‚ใ‚„ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏๆŽŒใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆๅˆถใ—ใŸใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅทฑใŒๆกใ‚‹ๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธ€้–ƒใ€ใƒ‹้–ƒใ€ไธ‰้–ƒใจ็ด ๆ—ฉใๆŒฏใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใฆใฟใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒƒใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ’ƒ!?ใ€ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎ่ถณใฏไพ็„ถใจใพใ‚‰ใšใ€ใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸใƒšใƒผใ‚นใงไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญฉใฟ็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใซๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏ็„ก่ฌ€ใซใ‚‚็Ž‹ใธใจใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็ญ–็•ฅใ‚‚ใชใๆŒ‘ใ‚“ใ  ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸไธ€ไบบใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ฃๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ™ใ‚“ใงใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใคๆญฆๅ™จใงๅ—ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅจๅŠ›ใฏ่จˆใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚Œใšใ€ใƒœใƒญ้›‘ๅทพใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่จ€ใ†ใ‚‚ๆ„šใ‹ใชใ‚Šใ€ไบบใฎๅญใ‚ˆ......ใ€ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏ่‹ฆใ€…ใ—ใ’ใซใใ†ๅ‘Ÿใใจใ€ๅฃ‡ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ใใฎๅ ‚ใ€…ใŸใ‚‹ไฝ‡ใพใ„ใ€‚ๅ‡„ใ„ไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็ทšใฎ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅๅฟœใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ…ˆใปใฉ่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸ็Ž‹ใฎๅผทใ•ใซๅœงๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ›ฒใŒใ‚Šใชใ‚Šใซใ‚‚้ซ˜้กใชใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใ€ไผšๅ ดๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใŸไธ€็ดš ไฟบ้”ใŒ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใฏๆ€ฏใˆใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใซๆฅฝใ—ใฟใฎไธ€่จ€ใซๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€้ซ˜ๆšๆ„Ÿใซๆบ€ใกใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใฎๆ•ฐใ€…ใฏใ€ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‹ใญใชใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใƒœใ‚นใ ใจ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚็ถšใ„ใฆๆŒใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ๆ€่€ƒใฏใ€ใชใ‚‰ใฐใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ”ปใ‚่พผใ‚ใฐๅ€’ใ™ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐๆ”ป็•ฅใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„็›พใ‚’ๆŒใกใชใŠใ—ใ€้™ใ‹ใซ็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ€้€ฃๆบใฎๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ„ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใƒกใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅฅฝๆ•ตๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€ใใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒ้—˜ๅฟ—ใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใ€‚็ฅžใฎ่ก€ใฃใฆใใ‚“ใชใซใ™ใ”ใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅผตใ‚Š่ฉฐใ‚ใŸ็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ่ฃ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ใธใƒ•ใƒฉใƒชใจๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคง็ฉบใฎๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใซใ—ใฆใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจ้ญ”ไบบใฎ่ณขๅพ’ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉๆฎฟใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏ็„ก่กจๆƒ…ใงๅฏพๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใใฏใใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ…จใฆใ‚’็ฐใจๅŒ–ใ—ใ€็ŸฅๅŠ›ใจ็ฅžๅŠ›ใฎๆ „่ฏใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใŸใ€Ž้Š€ๅธธๅ›ฝๅฎถใƒซใ‚ฏใ‚ปใƒณใƒใƒผใƒ‡ใƒณใ€ใ‚’ๅปƒใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใŸใ€ๅปƒ็Ž‹ใใ‚“ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใปใ†ใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคใๆ—ฅใฎ่ฉฑใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใช......ใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎ็›ฎใŒๅƒ…ใ‹ใซ็ดฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใซใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซ็ฅžใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠๅˆ†ใฏไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก€ใ ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎ่ˆžๅฐใ€ใ€Žใƒ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใƒ†ใ‚ขใ€ใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธ–็•Œใฎ่ฆ‡ๆจฉใฏใ€็ซœๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฅžไบบใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ‚‹่€…ใŸใกใธใจ็งปใฃใŸใ€‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎ่จญๅฎšใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใฏใ€่ˆž่ธไผšใฎ้–‹ๅง‹ๆ™‚ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็ฅžไบบใจๅ…ฌ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎไผš่ฉฑใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€็ฅžไบบใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€Ž็ฅžใฎ่ก€ใ€ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅŠๅˆ†ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใ„ใ NPCใฎใ“ใจใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใŸใกใซใ‚‚ไพต็•ฅ่€…ใฎ่ก€ใŒใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญ? ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ€่ณชๅ•ๅฃ่ชฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็ขบ่ชใ ใ€‚ ่ณข่€…ใฎๅ•ใ„ใซ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏ็„ก่จ€ใ‚’่ฒซใ้€šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใฎๅผทใ•ใŒ ......ใใ‚Œใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅ…ถๆ–นใ‚‚ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฅžใ€…ใฎ็ณป่ญœใซๅฑžใ—ใ€ใใฎๆœซ็ซฏใซ้€ฃใชใ‚‹่€…ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๅ็™บๅฟƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸ็ฐ็Ž‹ใซใ€่ณข่€…ใฏ้ผปใง็ฌ‘ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ‹ใใฃใ‹......ใ‚ญใƒŸใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅใŒ็ณป่ญœใซใ‚ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎ่€ƒใˆใพใงใฏ่ชญใฟๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใญใ€ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‚ˆใๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’็ฐ็Ž‹ใซ่จ€ใ†ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏ่ณข่€…ใซ็ถšใ„ใฆๅฐใ•ใๅ—คใ†ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ—ใ€็›ฎใ ใ‘ใฏ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅ•ใจ่ญฆๆˆ’ใŒๅˆใ‚ใ•ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็›ฎใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ไบˆๆœŸใงใใชใ„ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใชใœใ‹ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็‰‡็›ฎใ‚’ใคใถใฃใฆๅฐใ•ใ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจ้•ใฃใฆใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชใพใงใซๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใซๆƒšใ‚Œใผใ‚Œใ—ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ๅŠ้ขใ€ไบŒไบบใฎไผš่ฉฑใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒๅ…จใ่ชญใฟใจใ‚Œใšๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใ ......่ฒดๅ›ใฏใ‚ˆใ‚‚ใ‚„......ใ€ ้™บๅ‘‘ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’็บใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹็ฐ็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏใฒใฉใๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใซๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸๆ‰‹้•ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ๆ‰‹้•ใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸ้”ใฎๅŠ›ใฏๅๅˆ†ใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚็ขบๅ›บใŸใ‚‹ๅผทใ•ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎๅผทใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไบบ้–“ๆ—ใซๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚Šๆธกใ—ใŸ้ŽๅŽปใฎๆ‰€ๆฅญใฏใ€ไบŒๅบฆใจ็นฐใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใŒใ€่ณข่€…ใฏ็Ž‹ใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’้ฎใ‚Šใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏๆญฆๅŠ›้ขใงใชใ‚‰ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใŸใ‘ใฉใ€็ฒพ็ฅž้ขใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚’ใŸใŸใˆใ‚‹่ณข่€…ใซ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅˆใ‚ใฆ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๅคงใใๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ็ฅžไบบใซใ—ใฆใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็Ž‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟฏใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏ›ๅฎนใ•ใ€ใ‹......ใ€ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใŒๅฐŽใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ญ”ใˆใซใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅพ—ๅฟƒใŒใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ทนๆšใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใฆใ€ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚ญใƒŸใŒๅคงไบบใ—ใ็งใŒ็คบใ™ๆกไปถใ‚’้ฃฒใ‚“ใงใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€็งใ‚‚ๅคงไบบใ—ใๅผ•ใไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ๅผ•ใไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ใ‚ซใƒ„ใƒณใฃใจใƒ’ใƒ“ๅ‰ฒใ‚ŒใŸ็ฐ็ŸณใฎๅบŠใ‚’ๆ–ๅ…ˆใงๅฉใ„ใŸ่ณข่€…ใฏใ€็Ž‹ใธใจไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€็Ž‹่‡ชใ‚‰ๆŒใคๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไธ€็žฅใ—ใ€ใใฎๅพŒใ‚†ใฃใใ‚ŠใจใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–ใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็งปใ—ใใ“ใซ็•™ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ่‡ช่บซใŒใตใ‚‹ใ†ๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใจใ€่ณข่€…ใฎๆ”พใค้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ๅŒๆ–นใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใŸๆ™‚ใฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ตๆžœใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใฎใ‹ใ€ใใฎ่กŒใๆœซใ‚’ไบˆๆƒณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใซใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‹ใ‚ใ†......็”ณใ•ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ€‚่ฒดๅ›ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’่žใๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏใ€ใใฎๅ†…ๅฎนๆฌก็ฌฌใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๆ’ƒใ€ ็Ž‹ใฎ่ชๅฏใŒไธ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใจ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ€่ณข่€…ใฏใ™ใใ•ใพไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ไธ€ๆœฌใ ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ‚’่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๅญ้”ใŒใ€ไธ€ๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒŸใซไธŽใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ“ใฎไบบ้–“้”ใ‚’ๅธฐใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็งใ‚‚ๆ‰‹ๅ‡บใ—ใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใงใฏใ€ๅƒญ่ถŠใชใŒใ‚‰้™›ไธ‹ใฎๅณ่…•ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๅ‚ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้“็†ใงใ™ใชใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉๆง˜ใ€ ไปŠใพใง็Ÿณใ‹็ฝฎ็‰ฉใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใ€ไธปใจ่ณ“ๅฎขใฎไผš่ฉฑใซๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใ‚€ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๅพฎๅ‹•ใ ใซใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใŒใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใฆไธ€ๆญฉๅ‰ใธใจ่ธใฟๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใซใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคงใใชๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฉฑใฎ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใฃใฆใปใ—ใใชใ„ใชใ€ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใชๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใ ใ‘ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใ€‚ๅปƒ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใ€‚ใ‚ญใƒŸไปฅๅค–ใŒๆˆฆใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’็ฆใšใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ไธปๅ›ใฎๅŠ›ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅพ“่€…ใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ“ใ“ใฏใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใจๅ…ฑใซ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ ็ฆๆญขใจใพใงใ€ไธ้œใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ไธฆในใŸใฆใ‚‹ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใ‚‚ๆ€ช่จใช้ก”ใคใใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผใฎๅฐๅƒงใฃใ“ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€็งใŒ่ฒดๆ–นใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚? ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ไธ‰ๅบฆใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–ใŒไผšๅ ดใฎๅบŠใ‚’ๅฐใ•ใๅฉใใ€‚ ใใฎ้Ÿณใฏๅˆฅๆฎตๅคงใใ„ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€็Ž‹ใจ่ณข่€…ใฎไผš่ฉฑใฎๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฎ้–“ใซใ€ๅฆ™ใซๆทฑใ้ŸฟใๆธกใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ˆใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไฝ™ใŒ่กŒใใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—้™›ไธ‹......ใใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใพใพใง่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใŒใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใซๆ„ๅ‘ณๆทฑ้•ทใช่ณชๅ•ใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็Šถๆ…‹ใฎใพใพใฃใฆ......ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใ ใ‘ใฏๅ„ไบบใฎใ—ใŒใ‚‰ใฟใ‚’ๆŠœใใซใ—ใฆใ€ไผšๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ ......ใพใ ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใ‚‚ไบบ้–“ๅฆ‚ใใซ ไธปๅพ“ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็Ÿญใ็ต‚ใˆใŸ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ๅณๆ‰‹ใงๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใธใจๆŒใกๆ›ฟใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็Ž‹ใธใจๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎ้ ญใฎไธŠใซ่กจ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ“ใจใซใ€‚ ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใ€ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€ๅณ่…•ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฐ็ ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆธฆๅทปใๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸ่…•ใ‚’ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ๅฏพ่ฑก็š„ใซๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ‚’้ซ˜ใๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ใใฎๆ‰‹ใซๆกใ‚‹่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช่ฃ…้ฃพใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็พŽใ—ใ„ๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใ€ใใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใ‚’ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ€ใคใ€่ฒดๅ›ใซๅ•ใ„ใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๅคง็ฉบใจๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚’ๅฎˆ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹่ณข่€…ๆฎฟใŒใ€ใชใœไบบ้–“ใฎ......ใ€ ไธ€ๆ‹ใŸใ‚ใŸๅพŒใ€‚ ็ฐๅกต็Ž‹ใฎ้‹ญๅˆฉใช็œผๅ…‰ใŒใ€ไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆทฑใใ€ๆทฑใใ€ๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„ใ€ๆฌกใซ็ฐๅกต็Ž‹ใฏๅคฉใ‚’ไปฐใŽ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅคฉใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ‘ฝใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็œผใงใ—ใ‹ใจไบบ้กžใฎๆŽจ็งปใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‘ใฎใฏใšใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅ…ฑๅญ˜ใจไบค้…ใ€ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๅŸๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹ใซ่ถณใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใฎ็ ”็ฉถๅฏพ่ฑกใ ใž?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒŸใฏใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็งใŒไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆจฉ้™ใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใ€ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆจฉ้™? ใชใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏๅ„NPCใซ่จญใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆจฉ้™ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใŒ็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ณข่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–นใŒๅ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹? ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏๅบƒใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใชใ€ ๅพ—ๅฟƒใŒใ„ใฃใŸใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€่ฑชๅฟซใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใŸ็ฐๅกต็Ž‹ใ€‚ ใใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๅˆๅ›ณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธๆ„ใซใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :้™ๅฎšใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆ็™บ็”Ÿ: :ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆๅใ€‘่ณข่€…ใจ็ฐ็Ž‹ใฎๅฆฅๅ”็‚น: :ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆ้”ๆˆๆกไปถใ€‘็ฐ็Ž‹ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธ€ๆ’ƒใงใ‚‚ใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹: :ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆๅคฑๆ•—ๆกไปถใ€‘ๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅดใฎๅ…จๆป…: :ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆๅ ฑ้…ฌใ€‘็”Ÿๆญปๅ•ใ‚ใšใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใ‚’ๅ—ๆณจใ—ใŸๅ„ ใ€Œใ™ใ€ใ™ใ’ใˆใžใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…จๅ“กใซ15ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใจใ‹ใ€้‹ๅ–ถใ‚‚ๅคชใฃ่…นใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹? ้ฆฌ่ปŠ่ณผๅ…ฅใงไฟบ้”ใฎๆ‡ใŒๅ†ทใˆ่พผใ‚ใฐใ€ๅธ‚ๅ ดใซใ ใฃใฆๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ€‚็พใซๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใ‚’ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏ่ฒทใ†ๆฐ—ใŒ่ตทใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใชใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใฎๅฏพๅฟœๆŽช็ฝฎใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€้‡‘ใŒๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰็ด”็ฒ‹ใซๅ–œใ‚“ใงใŠใ“ใ†ใœ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้‡‘ใ‚‚ใใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑ็›ฎ็Ž‰ใฏ็งฐๅทใ€Žๅ…ˆ้™ฃใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅ้€†่€…ใ€ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œ็Ž‹ใซ็›พ็ชใใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅ้€†่€…ใฃใฆใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฃใจ็‰นๅˆฅใชๅŠนๆžœใฎใ‚ใ‚‹็งฐๅทใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใœใ€ ้™ๅฎšใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใซๆญ“ๅ–œใฎๅฃฐใŒไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๅŠ้ขใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใฎ็™บ็”Ÿๆกไปถใซ้ ญใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ™ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใ‚‚ๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒNPCใจ่ฆช็ฆใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆ่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใชใ„ใœใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฃใฆใฉใ“ใงไผšใˆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒNPCใซใ‚‚ๅฅฝๆ„Ÿๅบฆใฃใฆ่จญๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใช......ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช็พค่ก†ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใกๅ‰ฒใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใŒๅ‡›ใจ้ณดใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆฌฒใ™ใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ€่žใ„ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ‚! ่žใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ!ใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใ†ๅซใณใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซๅ‘ผใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ‹ใถๅฐใ•ใช้›ฒใซ้ฃ›ใณไน—ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็ฉบใธใจๆตฎไธŠใ—ใฆใ„ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎไบ‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅŠ›ใจๆฉŸ่ปขใง่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚ˆ! ็งใฎๅ‹ไบบใซใฏใ€็งใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็ง˜ๅŒฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅˆถ้™ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใฎ็ด„ๆŸใŒ็ ดใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€็งใฏๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใ€่ฒดๆ–น้”ใฎๆŽขๆฑ‚ใฏๅ›ฐ้›ฃใฎๆฅตใฟใซ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚! ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†!ใ€ ใใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซ่พบใ‚Šใฏๅ†ใณใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใฃใจ้™ใพใ‚Šใ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ™ใใซๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฏๅ„ใ€…ใฎ่ฆ‹่งฃใ‚’่ฟฐในๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใญ......่‡ชๅŠ›ใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใจๆœ‰ๅŠนๅˆคๅฎšใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้กžใฎใƒขใƒŽใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ไป–ไบบใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‚‰ใ‹ใฎๆ–นๆณ•ใงๆ„Ÿ็Ÿฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณ......ๅŽณใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ใ†ใกใฎPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใฎไธ‰่€…ใ‚‚ใ€็ดๅพ—้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใŸใกใฎไบ‹ใฏ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซ็ˆ†ๅผพ็™บ่จ€ใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€ใƒ”ใƒฅใƒผใƒณใฃใจ้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅคง็ฉบใธใจใใฎ่บซใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆๅŽปใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใฎๅฐใ•ใใชใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใธใฎๅฏพๅฟœใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ใจใ€‚ ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏไฟบใฎใ‚ทใƒงใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆŽดใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใกใ‚‡ใ‚ใจ่ทณใญใพใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐไบบใŸใกใ‚’ใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ้‡ๅœงใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸ็„ก่จ€ใฎๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใŒใ€็ˆ†็™บๅฏธๅ‰ใฎ้ขจ่ˆนใŒ่ฟซใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใซ้™ฅใ‚Šใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸๅˆน้‚ฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ‡ธๅฟตใซๅ›šใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ“ใจ ่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅซใณใŒใ€ไฟบใธใจๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใŸ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็Ž‹ใธใจ็งปใ‚‰ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚็Ž‹ใธใจๆ€ฅใ„ใง็›ฎใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฏๅคงใใๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใฃใŸๅ„€็คผ็”จใฎๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใถใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅ˜็ด”ใซใ€ๅคงๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใฆใใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๆŠ•ๆ“ฒๅŠ›ใฏๅฐ‹ๅธธใงใชใ„็จ‹ใฎใƒ‘ใƒฏใƒผใ‚’่ช‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใšใ€็ฐๅกต็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰้ขใซๅฑ•้–‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไธ€ไบบใฎ 5ใƒป6ไบบใŒๅคงๅ‰ฃใซ่ฒซใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพๅ‰ฃใŒ็–พ่ตฐใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏไธฒๅ›ฃๅญใชใ‚‰ใฌใ€ไบบ้–“ไธฒ็„ผใใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใชใ“ใจใซใ€ใใฎๆใ‚‹ในใๅ…‰ใฎ็Ÿขใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจไธ€็›ด็ทšใซ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไฟบ้”็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆ็Ž‹ใฎ็ฌฌไธ€ๆ‰‹ใŒ่‚‰ๅฃใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใฆ่ฟซใฃใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใšใ„ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช็ทŠๆ€ฅไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸ ใฏๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใฌๅ‹•ไฝœใงใ€ไฟบใ‚’ๆ‹…ใŽใ‚ใ’ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆ!ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๆ…ŒใฆใตใŸใ‚ใไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‰ใซใ€่ตค้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒไธๆ„ใซ ๅฝผใฏใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚ตใƒƒใจใƒžใƒณใƒˆใ‚’็ฟปใ™ใจๅฃฐ้ซ˜ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃๅใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่–็ซใ‚’็ฏใ›ใ— ็ถšใ„ใฆๆตๆšขใซ็ดกใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ€‚ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ•้กŒๆ–‡ใ‚’่งฃใใฎใซๅฟ…่ฆใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’ใ€ใƒŽใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใง้ญ”ๆณ•็™บๅ‹•ใธใจๆผ•ใŽใคใ‘ใŸไบบ็‰ฉใฏๆ–ใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใซๅ‰ใธใจๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎๆ–ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ‰ๆœฌใฎ็…‰็„ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅคงใฎๅผ“็Ÿขใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ด…ใ„็ˆ†็‚Žใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ็Ÿข้”ใฏใ€้Œๆ‰ใฟๅ›ž่ปขใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็Ž‹ใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใธใจ็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ‰“ใกๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎๅ‰ฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎๅผ“ใŒใ€่ก็ชใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใใ‚Œใปใฉใฎๆ™‚้–“ใฏ่ฆใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็žฌๅพŒใ€ๅŒๆ–นใŒ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซใƒ–ใƒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฐใ•ใช็ˆ†็‚Žใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใ€‚ ็ŸขใฎๅจๅŠ›ใŒ็Ž‹ใฎๅคงๅ‰ฃใฎ้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’ๅคงใใ้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅ‹ขใ„ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใจใฉใพใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใšใ€ๆ•ฐไบบใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ็Ÿณ็•ณใฎไธŠใงๆฟ€ใ—ใ„้Ÿณใ‚’้Ÿฟใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผใฎ็™บใ—ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚้Ž่จ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‹ใ‚‰้ญ”ๆณ•็™บ็”Ÿใพใงใฎ้€ŸๅบฆใŒ็‰ฉๅ‡„ใๆ—ฉใใชใ‹ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎ็‰นๆ€งใ‚’ๅๅˆ†ใซ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฎŒ็’งใช่ปŒ้“ไบˆๆธฌใŒใงใใชใ‘ใ‚ŒใฐๅฎŸ็พไธๅฏ่ƒฝใช่Šธๅฝ“ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใคใ€ไฝ•่€…ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ—ใฎๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซๅ›ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’็„กไบ‹ใซ็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ‚‚ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ๆฑบๆˆฆใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ€ใ™ใ”ใใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใ‚Œใชใใ†ใชใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚ฐใ‚’ใŸใฆใŸๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ใ€่Šๅฑ…ใŒใ‹ใฃใŸๅฃ่ชฟใง่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏใ€่ฒดๅ…ฌๅญใ‚’ ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซไผธใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ€‚ ใ‚“ใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅ‰ใซๆœ‰็”จใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚็ด ๆใ‹? ใ‚ตใƒƒใจๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๆˆ‘ใŒๅงซๅ›ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใƒœใ‚ฏใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใฎ็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ€ ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซ่ตค้ขใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ๆ—ฉๅฃใงใ€ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ้‡‘้ซชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใฏใฒใฉใๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใ•ใ‚“ใซใ“ใ‚“ใช้ก”ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใซใฏใ€ไฟบใ€ๆญปใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€‚ ็ฅžๅฎ˜ๅนผๅฅณใฎใกใฃใกใ‚ƒใชๆ‰‹ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅผพใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๆ™‚ใŒใจใพใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒใ‚ซใƒผใƒณใจ่‡ช่บซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใƒ•ใƒฉใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใ€‚ใใ†่ฝใก่พผใพใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณใใ‚“ใฏใ€Œใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๆ—ขใซใ‚ญใƒŸ้”ใŒๅงซๅ›ใจใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใฎไฝ™่ฃ•ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใใใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใจใ‚€ใ›ใณๅ˜†ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใฐใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไธญไบŒ็—…ใฎๆ‰่ƒฝใŒใ‚ใ‚‹......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็—›ใ€…ใ—ใ„ไธญไบŒ็—…ใ‚’ๆ‚ฃใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใฏใ€ไฟบใจใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๅˆฅใซไฟบใฏไธญไบŒ็—…ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใƒ†ใƒณใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚ฌใ‚ฟ่ฝใกใฎใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซใ€้…ใ‚Œใฐใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็›ดๅพŒใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ใ€Œๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใƒ•ใƒฌใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐใ€่‰ฒใ€…ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใ ใ—ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใ ! ใ‚ญใƒŸใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‹้”ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใฆ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใฐใ‹! ใใ‚Œใฏ่จ€ใˆใญใˆ็ด„ๆŸใ ใ‚ใ†!?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆใถใฃๆฝฐใ™้‹ๅ–ถใ ใž! ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’็›ฎใ–ใจใ่ชฟๆŸปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใญใˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใง่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใจไผšใˆใชใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฆใ‚ใˆใฎ่ฒฌไปปใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใช!ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใƒœใ‚ฏใจใ‚‚ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซ!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใงใ‚ฌใƒใงไฟบใจใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ—ใใ‚ˆใ‚!ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ‰ใฃใตใ‰ใฃใ€‚่‹ฅ่€…ใŸใกใ‚ˆใ€ใพใšใฏ่€ไบบใ‚’ๆ•ฌใ„ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธŠ็ญ–ใงใฏใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ‹?ใ€ ใ•ใ™ใŒใฎใƒŸใƒŠใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใซใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎ่…•ใซใ‚ญใƒฅใƒƒใจใ—ใŒใฟใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ€ใˆใจ......ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใŒใ‚ณใƒ›ใƒณใจๅ’ณๆ‰•ใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ตใฃใจไบบๅžฃใŒไธ€ๆญฉๅผ•ใ„ใŸใ€‚ใตใ‚Šใ‹ใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€็›ฎใ‚’ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„็ดฐใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซๅจๅš‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚ใŠใŠใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใŠใ‚“!ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซ็ถšใใ€็Ž‹ใจใฎๆˆฆ็ซฏใ‚’ใจใฃใใซ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‰ๆ–นใฎ ใ€Œใ†ใ‰ใŠใ‰ใŠใŠ! ใ‚„ในใˆใžใŠใŠ!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ชฐใ‹ใ€ๅŠฉใ‘ใฃใ€ ๆˆฆใ†ในใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ไธ€็žฌใงใ‚‚ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ ใŸใกใซใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใปใฉใพใงใซ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ๅŠนๆžœใŒๅ‡„ใ„ใจใฏใ€‚ ......ใปใ‚“ใจใซ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ๅŠนๆžœใ ใ‚ˆใช? ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒญใƒชใ‚ณ......ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฏใšใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฏ่€ƒใˆใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„้ ˜ๅŸŸใ ใ€‚
Ms. Mithola has no interest in the tragedy of the destruction she herself has caused. He looks the same as usual and is smiling at us. And he spoke to me in the same cheerful voice as always. "Talo, are you okay? It's all right, isn't it? The same goes for that abrupt appearance, but Yuki and I were stunned by the power of the destruction she caused to the absolute point. "Talo...... you sound like you know someone out of the ordinary, huh? Evening Fai (Yuki) comes out of panic sooner than I do and calls out to me. "... what was that, right now" Nosori and Shaky Night (or so) rise up in response to such a voice of Evening Fai. Next to that, Mina stuck her knees patchy like she was paying for the dirt and dust effect and immediately cling to my arm. And raise that face. Of course, Mina soon discovers Mr. Misora and speaks out pososo. "Ah, there's Mr. Sage Mithola" "Sage Mithola..." "It was rumored that you were in the forest of Mithola, the wise Mithola? When did you get to know NPC, who is only recognised for its existence by such rumors? That's what I get when I ask my friends about their gaze. "Ah... it" Moreover, Mr. Mithola, the center of the topic, is approaching us. I don't know what to say about explaining to everyone or how this happened or what's going on. There seem to be a lot of mercenaries (players) out there who haven't figured out what's going on yet, most of them kicking around. But this situation is very bad. It would be a storm of question-attack if you found out I had a connection to Mr. Sage Mithola. "Okay, now, Taro. This is my friend (...) You came to see Taro, right? I did, right? Do you have any greetings? "NPC and friends? I don't mind the shaking night or the question of Evening Fai flying around, Mr. Mithola has put her hands on my head to solidify for nothing. And he pounds on me with gentle hands. "Talo? A streak of tension, a fierce battle that was not allowed to relax in any way. The gaze of suspicion that my friends fly, the relentless skinship of Mr. Sage, who suddenly appeared. "Ahhh... ahhh" Various things are a load and something in me is about to break down. And Mr. Mithola's gesture of being me is strangely pleasant, so much so that for a moment, a beautiful flower garden came to mind. You've been getting a lot of headaches and pounding lately. A weird outlook on giving up is about to sprout, but it's not even the time for such a long time. I was about to relax, pretend I was about to give up my thoughts, and I managed to be real? make him come back to consciousness. "Hey, Mr. Missora. Sh, sh, that was awesome thunder!? I'm surprised." "There is, that. Taro surprised you, too. But I'm glad Taro and the fairies are looking good. Good." Me and Mr. Missora laughing in a flash. Staring at that with an indescribable look, our PT members. I guess you're asking for an explanation about Mr. Mithola... Ha, what shall I do? "I dropped it by mistake, so I can't help it, you can't help it. But there are troublesome people I have to say hello to next of my friends." There was Kaguya Morpheus, the Ashes King, who was instantly eliminated from the Guard's Divine Soldiers (Deus). As he rose out of his chair, he grabbed the sword for liturgy. And then he walks over here from a high altar with a slow act. Of course Lord Theary, who refrains next door, will follow. Until earlier, the king, guarded by dozens of inferior Divine Soldiers (Femi Deus), now serves only one side. An ash king who seemed to have been sharpened at once, but such air did not emit fine dust, releasing plenty of extra majesty from his whole body. Those who sought to stop such Ash King's steps burst out of nowhere. "Here's your chance! "Him!" "Michelangelo's dominion is ours! And the king of ashes spread his hand, and took control, that Lord Theary should draw his sword before him. As I said instead, I let him swing through the great sword of liturgy that he held quickly with a single flash, a ni flash and a three flash. "Huh." "A blow!? Ash King's legs still don't hold, and he keeps walking as if nothing had happened at a relaxed pace. All that remains is the screaming of mercenaries (players) who have tried recklessly and without any ruse to the king. Speaking of one of the survivors, it looks like he took the king's sword strike with a weapon in his hand. But its power was immeasurable, and it was blown away like a borough rag. "It is foolish to say, O son of man..." When the Ashes King groaned bitterly, he stepped off the stage. Its majestic standing, even though its allies are few. Though everyone reacted with Pickle to the word of sight from above, I'm almost overwhelmed by the strength of the king I showed you earlier. But here are the first-class mercenaries (players) who bought a carriage by tapping on a crooked, expensive eso and entered the venue. The effects of intimidation are not fragrant. Our gaze at Ash King Kaguya Morpheus is neither frightening nor confusing. It's just a word of pure pleasure. Yes, it was exhilarating. A bunch of gaze at the Ashes King says he is the boss who boasts an offensive power that could be killed in one blow if poorly set up. That's just it. Then how can we defeat the thoughts that we hold together? How can we attack? Mercenaries (players) around them are retiring their weapons and shields and quietly repositioning themselves so that they can see how the Ashes King came out. It seemed like a so-called, easy-to-collaborate formation. We found a good opponent, everyone on the spot was trying to fight. "There is, that. Could God's blood have been such an amazing thing, was it? Mr. Mithola flashed out in front of the Ashes King so as to tear such a tight air lightly. "Isn't this Lord Mithola, the wise man of the elves and demons, who guards the sky?" To her like that, Ash King responds with no expression. "Hey, Ash King. No, should I say Abandoned King, who ashed everything and made the 'Luxenhaden, the Silver Everlasting Nation' obsolete with the glory of intelligence and divine power? Isn't that nice? "We're talking about the old days..." The eyes of the Ashes King narrowed slightly to Mr. Mithola's words. "You do have God's blood, you do. But half of it is human blood." Clan Clan stage, "Tuquinothea". The hegemony of this world moved from the Dragon Nation to those called Divine Men. I think this is how the game was set up. Ash King Kaguya Morpheus publicly proclaimed himself a divine man at the beginning of the ball. Then, to observe from the course of the conversation between Mr. Mithola and the Ashes King, the divine man may be referring to the NPC who half inherited the 'blood of God' and the dot. "I mean, you and the invaders have human blood, too, right? Is he here? At first glance, it's a question tone, but this is confirmation. The Ashes King is silent in his questioning of the wise. But the strength of the will of the Ashes King could be seen, his eyes glowing beneath his thick brow increased in sharpness. "The demigod (Demi Got)... if you say so, he who belongs to the lineage of the gods, which is ordained, and will take him to his end" The wise man laughed with his nose at the Ashes King, who showed a slight rebellion. "There is, that. Oh no... you can't even read my thoughts any more than my name is in the genealogy." I'll tell Ash King what I don't quite understand, Mr. Mithola. Let the Ashes King be small following the wise. Except I'm not only laughing at my eyes. Neither do I, but what the hell is Mr. Misora trying to say? The grey king was floating the colour of his eyes, as if such doubts and vigilance had combined. "That's what we're dealing with (...) Then maybe it's like saying you can't expect it, right?" For some reason, Mr. Mithola laughed small with one eye closed to this one. Unlike George, half-sided, who by stunning was about to fall in love with a cute wink, the meaning of the conversation between the two was totally unreadable and perplexing. "What are you trying to say... you are no longer..." Mr. Mithola talks badly and pleasantly against the Ashes King, who begins to entwine a rugged atmosphere. "That's a little mistake. That's a mistake." "You've shown me enough power. It's a solid strength. With that strength, the past business of selling fairies to the human race will never be repeated again." The Ashes King approached Mr. Mithola to say something, but the wise man blocks the king's dialogue and makes his words prevail. "But I could have judged that in terms of force, but what about the mental side? To the wise man smiling, the king changed his expression dramatically here for the first time. As a divine man, Caguya Morpheus, king of Michelangelo, leaned down to devise something. "Tolerance, or..." To the answer derived by the Ash King, Mr. Mithola nods to Eagle Deep as if he was good at it. "Now, if you're going to drink the terms I show you, I'm going to pull back a lot, too, let's try to pull back." The wise man who slapped a cracked gray stone floor with a cane tip took negotiations with the king. "Will you listen to me? You'll listen to me, won't you? Then he glanced at the liturgical sword held by the king himself, then slowly transferred his gaze to Mr. Mithola's wand and retained it there. It also seemed like a bare gesture of his own sieving sword moves, the magic unleashed by the wise, what the consequences would be when both sides bumped into each other, and anticipating their fate. "Come on...... be told. It depends on what you wish for..." "One Strike" Seeing as the king's authorization has been granted, the wise man says so with a single index finger. "If only these kids could give you a blow. How about I give these people back to you this time? That way, I won't help you, either." "Then it makes sense for me, His Majesty's right-hand man, to join the battle, Master Mithola." Until now, Lord Theary, who had killed the signs like stones or figurines and did not make them microscopic without pinching his mouth in the conversation between the Lord and his guests, comes here and takes a step forward. To Lord Theary like that, Mr. Misora exhales a great deal and shrugs his shoulders. I don't want you to break the waist of the story, but like I said, the girl raises her grumpy voice. "Of course, only you can deal with him. Abandoned King, Kaguya Morpheus. I forbid anyone but you to fight, I will." It is the role of the squire to help the Lord. Then it is the duty of the minister to arrange the clams with the Ashes King. The sage trumpeted Lord Theary's offer, so to speak. "But" Even the ban makes Lord Theary look surprised at Mr. Mithola, who lines up the unscrupulous words. "Theary's kid. Why don't you let me turn you off? That's okay, right? Three times, Mr. Missora's wand smashes the floor of the venue into small pieces. The sound was not otherwise loud. But it sounded strangely deep between us watching quietly the conversation between the king and the wise. "... would be good. The rest will go." "But Your Majesty... is it good to remain in that state? Lord Theary sends a meaningful question to the Ashes King. It must have been... only then did everyone lose their temper and all the mercenaries (players) in the venue come together. ... I was wondering if there was anything yet. "That too, right. I won't take him as human as I am, but he might be able to reach me with an arrow." Having briefly completed the conversation of the Lord, the Ash King took the great sword for liturgy, which he held with his right hand, to his left. And everyone who was paying attention to the king noticed. To the fact that the letters displayed above the king's head have changed. "The Dust King, Kaguya Morpheus" That's what I thought, arrow tips, things like ash sand started swirling from my right arm. He drooled his arm, which showed a change, and set his left hand high on the subject. A beautiful liturgical sword with a stunning decoration in its hand, the tip of which was directed towards Mr. Mithola. One thing, I want to ask you. "Why did His Holiness the Wise Protector of the Great Sky and the Fairy..." After a beating. I felt like King Ashes' sharp eyes were pointed at me. Deep, deep, breathing, then the dust king looked up to heaven. "The only thing we have been commanded from heaven will be to watch mankind change only with this eye. Co-existence and mating, whether or not it's enough to explore the possibilities, is that the subject of the study? "You are, but that's not within my authority, no." Authority? What are you talking about? Perhaps Clan Clan has the authority established for each NPC, whose scope beats Sage better than Ash King? Or did you want to tell me it was broad? "Well, there was a branch like that." A dust king with a lavish grin, just saying he was good at it. The log accidentally flowed, as if that grin had been a signal. : Exclusive Quest Occurrence: : [QUESTNAME] Sage and Ash King compromise: : [Quest Achievement Conditions] Hit Ash King Kaguya Morpheus with even one hit: : [Quest Failure Condition] Mercenary side annihilation: : [Quest Reward] 150,000 eso for each mercenary (player) ordered to Quest, regardless of life or death: "Su, wow. 150,000 eso for everyone in this room, and the operation is fat too! "Really? If our nostalgia cools with the carriage purchase, it will affect the market. I didn't feel like buying weapons or protective equipment for a while now. Isn't that a countermeasure?" "Well, well, if you're going to have money in it, let's just be purely happy, shall we? "So is gold, but the eyeballs are still titled 'The Traitor Who Cuts Ahead'" "Are you a traitor because you're shielding the king? Must be a title with a special effect. Halfway up the joyful side of the exclusive quest, the mercenaries spreading their heads over the conditions in which the quest occurred. "I've never heard of an event like that that that would make me more friendly with NPC." "Where can I meet a wise man named Mithola in the first place?" "You're also set to like NPC..." The girl's voice rings as she cracks the voice of such a crowd. "People who want power, I want you to listen! You're gonna listen to me! That's what Mr. Mithola shouted and when did she call out she jumped on a small cloud floating in the universe. And as he surfaces into the sky, he talks. "If you want to know about me, try to get there with your own strength and drive! Because there are restrictions on my friends to keep my affairs secret. If that promise is broken, I will disappear and your quest will come to the extreme of difficulty! It will be! Once again, Sin can be quiet around that statement. But soon, the mercenaries begin to express their views. "I see... if you don't discover it yourself, you won't be able to make a valid decision." "You think an early story can somehow sense buying information from someone else's mouth?" "Clan clan... tough" Three of our PT members turn to me with a convincing face. "Well, I asked for my friends and fairies." At the end of the day, Mr. Mithola, the wise man who dropped his bomb statement, flies himself out into the sky like a pune of wind and leaves. I think as I watch it get smaller. I don't know what to do with the gaze that's focused on me. Everyone is staring at the little dwarves jumping around, grabbing my shawl to be exact. A silent curiosity, similar to heavy pressure, was about to plunge into the feeling of a balloon about to explode. Mercenaries (players) soon realized that they were not allowed to be caught up in such concerns. Someone's cry moved the gaze that was pouring on me to the king. Of course, I rush to the king to run my eyes. He was wielding a large, left-handed, liturgical sword. Simply, he threw a sword at me. However, it was clear that the throwing power was unusual. First, a mercenary (player) deployed in front of the Dust King was used as bait for the murder blade. It is not skewer dough that the sword is walking with 5 or 6 people pierced by the great sword, it was reminiscent of human skewer roasting. And worst of all, that terrible arrow of light is flying in a straight line this way. In other words, we're on the verge of the king's first hand kicking through the meat walls. "Not good! Evening Fai (Yuki), who noticed such an emergency, shouted and put his shield forward. At night, he tries to take charge of me without saying whether or not he has it. "Hey, Koo! A red-haired boy accidentally danced to Yuki before us in such a hurry. He speaks loudly when he flips his fassappy cloak, emitting some kind of ability-name. "Light the holy fire, shooter, and burn! This is followed by a fluently spun chant. The person who rowed the time required to solve the problem statement from there to magic activation in no-time holds the wand forward with both hands. Flew out of his wand was a 1-meter large bow and arrow that brought together three purgatory. The arrows with the red blast flame were slammed straight into the king's sword to make a conical rotation. The king's sword and magic bow didn't take much time to collide. A few moments later, both sides hit the butch beautifully, generating a small explosion flame. The power of the arrow deviated greatly from the direction of the king's sword. However, not knowing that the momentum would remain for a while, he stabbed several mercenaries and finally stopped moving as he sounded fiercely on the cobblestone. It is no exaggeration to say that thanks to his magic, we have been protected. "Something wasn't going very fast from chanting to magic? "You said you could adjust the magic aiming (target) point to match that speed? "If you don't know the timing, understand the magic traits, and predict the orbit even more perfectly, you're not going to make it happen." "Who is he?" "My princess of the rumor, if you were able to successfully complete this battle, would you be my friend even in the Clan Clan? Before the showdown, he talks about a freshly flagged dialogue that seems to make him a great friend, in a playful tone. And you, Glenn, were kneeling (on your knees) as if you had imitated your son. In the meantime, Glenn, I'm extending my right hand this way. Hmm, I wonder if it would also be a useful item before the battle. Or material? I stared seriously at the hand I was offered, but there was nothing. "... my princess. Take my hand and give my friend his word." You're blushing subtly, but you're quick to say things you don't quite understand, Glenn. "It's creepy" The gaze the blonde girl puts on you is terribly cold. On the day Mina makes me look like this, I could be dead. Speaking of you, Glenn, played by the tiny hands of a cleric and a young girl, he stared at Pokhan and his own hand as if the time had come. And look in the direction of the day after tomorrow and stand up flirtatious. "Well, well, Mr. Glenn. I'm not depressed." "There's an early story, there's still a chance." But Glenn groaned, "You can say that only because you and your friends are already friends with the princess." Excellent medium two disease talent...... No, Glenn with painful medium two disease, did you want to be friends with me? Yeah, yeah, nothing. I don't give a shit about Sick Two. Shortly after I tried to put in a late follow-up word for you, Glenn, the tense gutter drop. "Angel, can I be my friend too! "Angel, may I too! "If you stay freaked out with the lady, you look like you're having a lot of fun! "Me too! You're a friend of Mithola's!? "Silly! I can't tell you that. You promise!? "It's an offensive site crushing operation! Maybe we'll investigate what Angel said to someone! "If you can't see Mithola the Wise, it's your responsibility! "And anyway, you and I are friends! "Seriously, bee, be friends with me! "Whoops. Young people, isn't it best to honor and prioritize the old man first? That's Mina. You're surprised at this momentum, too, and she clings cuddly to my arm. "Wow, hey, uh..." But when his sister behind him coughed up with Cohon, Sa Huanjin took a step back. Sprinkling, he narrowed his eyes so much that he threatened them quietly around him. "Whoa, whoa, whoa! This was followed by a struggle by a forward mercenary (player) who had opened his end of the battle with the king. "Whoa, whoa! Yabe, oh! Somebody help me. The surrounding mercenaries (players) forget even a moment about the opponents to fight. The mercenaries (players) who flew King Ashes to the other side of oblivion and gathered on me are a little frightened. I didn't know Sage Mithola would work so well by then. ... it really works, doesn't it, Mr. Sage Mithola? If not, Lorico...... No, that can't be right. And it's an area you shouldn't think about any more.
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202่ฉฑ ่ฆ‡้“ใซใ—ใฆ็Ž‹้“ ใ€Œ็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใ˜ใ‚ƒๅฐ‘ใ—่ฆ‹ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ‘ใฉๅ•้กŒใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคœ้–“ใงใ‚ใฎๅ…‰้‡ใชใ‚‰ๅๅˆ†ใ ใชใ€ ๅค•่ผใจๆ™ƒๅคœใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใ€ŽๆœˆๅฝฑใฎใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใ€ใฏๅŒๅญใฎๅ…„ใƒซใƒใƒซใจๆฏ”ในใฆๅ…จใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒไฝŽใใ€่ƒฝๅŠ›็š„ใซไฝฟใ„ใ“ใชใ™ใฎใฏๅ›ฐ้›ฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคฉไพฏใŒๆœˆๅคœใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ…จใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒ3ๅ€ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใ€ๆœˆๅคœใซ้™ใ‚Šไฝฟ็”จใงใใ‚‹ๆœ‰็”จใชใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๆœˆๅคœใฎ้“ใ—ใ‚‹ในใ€ใ€‚ ใ€ๆœˆๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตดใณใฆ่ผใ็ŸณใŒใ€่„…ๅจ็š„ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใธใฎ้“ใ—ใ‚‹ในใจใชใฃใฆๅฐŽใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่ปŒ่ทกใฏๆ•ตใฎๅฑ…ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚„ๆ–น่ง’ใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Œใ€่ฟฝ่ทกใซใ‚‚ๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‘ ใ€็™บๅ‹•ๆกไปถใ€‘ ๅคฉไพฏ:ๆœˆๅคœ ใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆ:็Ÿณใ“ใ‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏๆ™ฎๆฎตใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใซ่จญๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซใจใฃใฆ่„…ๅจ็š„ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใง็Ÿณใ‚ณใƒญใŒๅ…‰ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ้“็ญ‹ใ‚’่พฟใ‚‹ใฎใซไฝฟใ†้กžใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚’ไปŠๅ›žใฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’ ใ“ใ‚Œใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆ•ตใŒ็ ฆใฎใฉใฎ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซๅ…ตๅŠ›ใ‚’้‡็‚น็š„ใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆๆ”ปใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅฎนๆ˜“ใ็œ‹็ ดใงใใŸใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใฏๅฎˆใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ›บใ‚ใ€ๆ•ตใฏๆ„่กจใ‚’็ชใไบ‹ใŒใงใใšใซ็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบ้”ใฎ้˜ฒ่ก›ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใจใถใคใ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ๆˆฆๆณใฏไธŠใ€…ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œๆ•ตใฏๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚ใใญใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒๅ†ท้™ใซๆˆฆๅฑ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ ฆๅดใฎไฟบ้”ใฏ้ซ˜ใ„ๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ˜็™ปใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ๆ•ตใ‚’ๆœ‰ๅˆฉใช้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฉใ่ฝใจใ—ใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ€ๅผ“็Ÿขใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใ€ไธญใซใฏๅฒฉใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ๆŠ•ใ’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚‚ใกใ‚‰ใปใ‚‰ใจ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ใ€…ใ€ๆ•ตใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒ็‚ธ่ฃ‚ใ—ใฆใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎ่ขซๅฎณใ‚‚ๅคšใ€…่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ ใพใ ้ซ˜ใฟใฎ่ฆ‹็‰ฉใŒใงใใ‚‹็จ‹ใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๅ…ตๅฃซ้”ใฏ็ฃ็Ÿณใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠ......ใ€ ๅ”ฏไธ€ๆฐ—ใŒใ‹ใ‚ŠใชใฎใŒใ€้–€ไธŠใซ้™ฃๅ–ใฃใŸใƒŸใƒŠใ ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎๅ‚ใซใฏๅง‰ใ‚‚้…็ฝฎใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใพใงไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚ใใ“ใฏไธ€็•ชใฎๆฟ€ๆˆฆๅŒบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆ•ตใฏ้–‰ใ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้–€ใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚„ใฃใใซใชใฃใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใพใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใพใ„ใจ้–€ไธŠใฎๅ…ตๅฃซ้”ใŒๅฅฎ้—˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใŒใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใงๅฟƒ้…ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎไผš่ฉฑใŒ้€”ไธญใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใŒใ‹ใ‚Šใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ไปŠใฏ้›†ไธญใ™ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซ้˜ฒ่ก›ๅดใŒๆœ‰ๅˆฉใซๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใˆใ€ๆฒนๆ–ญใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซใงใใชใ„ๆˆฆใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎไป•ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ ใจใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅดใฎ็ ฆใ‚’ใ‚ใจไธ€ใค่ฝใจใ›ใฐๅ‹ใกใจใ„ใ†ๆƒ…ๅ‹ขใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฏ็ฉๆฅต็š„ใซๆ‹กๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆๅ‹ใก้ฆฌใซไน—ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ ใคใพใ‚Š้˜ฒๅพกใฎไธ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฒซใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใšใ‚Œใฏๆ•ฐใฎๆšดๅŠ›ใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œๆ•—ๅŒ—ใฏๆฑบๅฎšใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐๆ—ฉๆœŸใงๆ•ตใฎๆฐ—ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๆŒซใใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ˜Ž็ขบใชๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ‚’ๆคใˆไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ้€†่ปขๆ–นๆณ•ใฏใ€ไฟบใฎใ€Ž ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎๆ•ตใ ใฃใฆๆˆฆๆณใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏ่ป้–€ใซไธ‹ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใใ“ใงๅง‰ใŸใกใฎไฝœๆˆฆใฏใ€้ ƒๅˆใ„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆœฌไธธใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅฉใใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใง่จŽใฃใฆๅ‡บใชใใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฅตใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ๆˆฆๆณใ‚’ๆœ€ใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใง่ฆณๅฏŸใงใใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฎๅฝน็›ฎใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๆœฌ้šŠใŒใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใชใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใฎใผใ‚„ใใซ่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใŒๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠใฏไธ‰ๆ–นๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”ปใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚ๆ•ฐ็š„ใซใฏๅŒใ˜ใ ใญใ€‚้–€ๅ‰ใจๅณใ€ใใ‚Œใซ่ƒŒๅพŒใ€ ใ€Œๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซๆ‰€ๅฑžใ—ใฆใใ†ใชๅญไพ› ใŸใกใฏๅคงไบบใฎๅฝฑใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏ......ๅœฐ้ขใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ไป–ใฎๅคงไบบ ใ€Œๅคงๆ–นใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใŒๅซŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใซใ ใฃใฆใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒชใฏๅŽณใ—ใใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใฎ่€ƒใˆใ‚‚ไธ€็†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉไฟบใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅญไพ› ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎๅฐใ•ใช็–‘ๅฟตใ‚’ๅ˜ฒ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆˆฆๅฑ€ใ‚’ๅคงใใๆบใ‚‹ใŒใ—ใ‹ใญใชใ„่ปขๆฉŸใŒ่จชใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–€ๅ‰ใจๅณๅดใฎๆ•ตใŒๅดฉใ‚ŒใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œ่ƒŒๅพŒใฏ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆ”ปใ‚็ถšใ‘ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€็ช็ ดใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€้‡ใ„ๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅฃไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ•ตๅ…ตใŒๅˆ†ๆ•ฃใ—ใ€ๅพŒ้€€ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆ”ปใ‚ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸๆ•ตๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใŒไธ€ๆ—ฆ้€€ใ„ใฆใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใง้›†็ตใ—ใคใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๆด่ปใจๅˆๆตใ—ใฆๅคงๅ‹ขใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆ็›ดใใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ˜Ž็™ฝใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใˆใŒ......ใŠใ†ใ€ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚“ใ ? ใ“ใ“ใงไธ€ๆฐ—ใซๅฉใใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ๆ”ปใ‚ๆ™‚ใ ใœใ€ ใ€Œ็ชๆ’ƒใฎๅทไปคๆ‹กๅฃฐๆฉŸใฏๆบ–ๅ‚™ไธ‡็ซฏใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆ”ปๅ‹ขใซ่ปขใšใ‚‹ใฎใซไน—ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใชๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’ๆฌกใ€…ใจๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใใฎๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ€Ž้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰่จŽใฃใฆๅ‡บใ‚ˆใ†!ใ€ใจๅทไปคใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๅง‰ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใ‚’ๅ…ˆ้ ญใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ็ฒพ้‹ญ้ƒจ้šŠใŒๆ’ค้€€ใ‚’ๅ›ณใ‚‹ๆ•ตๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ้ฆ–ใ‚’็ ด็ซนใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใงๅˆˆใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็„กๅŒใ‚’ไฝ“็พใ—ใŸๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใŸใ€ๅˆฅใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚‚ๆฌกใ€…ใจๆˆ‘ๅ…ˆใซๆญฆๅŠŸใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ในใใ€้–€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใฆ็ชๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใพใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใใ€ไฟบใ‚‰ใฎๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅน•ใ‚‚ใญใ‡ใชใ€‚ๆ•ตใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏๅดฉๅฃŠใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใŒๆบœๆฏใ‚’ๅใใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚„ๅค•่ผใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏๅ–œใณๅˆใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆๆˆฆๆณใฏไธ‡ใ€…ๆญณใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใใฎๆ™‚ใ€‚ ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฏๆ€ฅๅค‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้ ญใงๆฎ‹ๅ…š็‹ฉใ‚Šใซ่ˆˆใ˜ใฆใ„ใŸใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ‘ๅ…ตใŸใก80ไบบ็จ‹ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใฏ็ถšใ€…ใจๅ‘ณๆ–นๅ…ตใŒ็ชๆ’ƒใซๅ‚ๆˆฆใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅœฐ็‚นใซๅคงใใชๆฒผใŒๅ”็ชใซๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆทฑใ้ป’ใ„่Œถ่‰ฒใ€ๅคœใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆญฃ็ขบใช่‰ฒใฟใฏๅˆคๅˆฅใคใ‘ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใŒใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใใ‚ŒใŒ็ชๆ’ƒ้ƒจ้šŠใฎๅพŒ็ถšใฎ่ถณใ‚’็ตกใ‚ๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎๆทฑใ•ใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰่ƒธใพใงๆฒˆใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใ‚„ๆฐ‘ๅ…ตใ‚‚ๅคšใใ€็ช็„ถใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซ่ปฝใ„ใƒ‘ใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ฏ็Šถๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚่จˆ็ฎ—ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ่จˆ็”ปใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใŒๅฅฝๆฉŸใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๆ•ตใฎๅพŒๆ–น้ƒจ้šŠใŒๅผ“ใชใ‚Šใซ็Ÿขใ‚’ไธŠๆ‰‹ใซ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€ๆฒผใซ่ถณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ…ตใŸใกใ‚’ๅฐ„ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ‹ใ€‚ๆ’ค้€€ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸๆ•ตใฏใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‘ใใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ€ไธ€ไธธใจใชใฃใฆใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใ‚’ๅŒ…ๅ›ฒใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฎฒๆป…ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ไบˆๅฎšใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็–‘ไผผๆ’ค้€€ใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€‚ใพใ‚“ใพใจๆ•ตใฎ่ช˜ใ„ใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฏ่ƒŒๅพŒใŒๆฒผใง้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆ•ฐ็š„ใซใ‚‚ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซไธๅˆฉใ€‚80ไบบๅ‰ๅพŒใฎ้ƒจ้šŠใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆ•ตใฏ600ใ‹ใ‚‰700ๅผฑใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ้€ฃๆบๅœฐๅค‰้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ใžใ€‚ๆ™‚้™ๅผ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎไธ€็จฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒˆใƒฉใƒƒใƒ—็ณป็ตฑใซๅฑžใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใคใ ใใชใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๅคง่ฆๆจกใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‚’ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐ่‰ฏใๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใจ?ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚น่‡ช่บซใ€ๆ™‚้™ๅผใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅคš็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใŸไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ใฎ็พ่ฑกใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅคงๆฒผๅฌๅ–šใฏใ€ใ”ใๆœ€่ฟ‘ใซ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใงใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€‚่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใŒใƒใƒฉใƒใƒฉใซๆฒผๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใŸใ„็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆๆ•ฐ็ง’ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงๆ™‚้™ๅผใฎๆฒผๅŒ–ใฏ่จญ็ฝฎๅฎŒไบ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏไธ€ไบบๆœ€ๅคง3ใ‚ซๆ‰€ใใ‚‰ใ„ใพใง่จญ็ฝฎๅฏ่ƒฝใฃใฆ่žใ„ใฆใ‚“ใœใ€‚ใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ€่ค‡ๆ•ฐไบบใŒไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸๆฒผๅŒ–ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไธ€ๆŒ™ใซ็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฅดใŒใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใฆใชใ€ใใ„ใคใŒๆฒผๅŒ–ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจไป–ใฎๆฒผๅŒ–ๅœฐ็‚นใ‚‚ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใƒˆใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณ้–‹ๅง‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†่ค‡ๅˆ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใ‚ใชใ€ ๆ•ตใฎๅญไพ›ใŸใกใฏๅคงไบบ้”ใฎๅฝฑใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ™‚้™ๅผ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅญไพ›้”ใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’่€ƒๆ…ฎใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒๅญไพ›ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฏ้…ทใ„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจ้Œฏ่ฆšใ•ใ›ใ‚‹่Šๅฑ…ใพใงใ†ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ“ใ„ใคใฏ้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใŒๅŠ็ซฏใญใˆใ€‚ๆ—ขใซๆฒผๅŒ–ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸไป–ใฎๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใ€ๆœฌๅ‘ฝใฎๆฒผๅŒ–ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใฎ้–“ใ€30็ง’ๆฏŽใซ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟ็”จใ˜ใ‚ƒใŠ้ฆดๆŸ“ใฟใฎๆ็คบๅ•้กŒใ‚’ๆญฃ่งฃใ—็ถšใ‘ใญใ‡ใจใ„ใ‘ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ไฝฟ็”จ่€…ใ ใ‘ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๅ•้กŒใŒๆ็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซๆญฃ่งฃใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†้ฌผ็•œไป•ๆง˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎ็ทดๅบฆใŒๅฟ…่ฆใ ใชใ€‚ใพใ่ฉ ๅ”ฑๅ•้กŒใ‚’ๅ‹‰ๅผทใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใŸๅฅดใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใช็ถบ้บ—ใซๆฑบใพใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ€‚ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ใฃใจๆ—ฉใๆฒผๅŒ–ใ—ใกใพใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใŒๅ‡บใฆใŸใฏใšใ ......ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๆ”ป็•ฅใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๆฒผใซ่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚’ๅนณ็„ถใจ่ƒŒ่ฒ ใฃใฆใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใซไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’ๅฎŒ้‚ใ•ใ›ใŸๅญไพ› ใ€Œใ‚ฌใ‚ญใฉใ‚‚ใฏ่ฆšใˆใŒๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฃใกใ‚…ใ†ใฎใฏๅนด้ฝขๅˆฅใซๅ•้กŒใฎ้›ฃๆ˜“ๅบฆใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ‚ฌใ‚ญๅ…ฑใฎๅ•้กŒใŒ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚......ใกใƒใ€ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใกใพใˆใฐๅ•้กŒใฎๅ‡บ้กŒๅ‚พๅ‘ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆ็ตžใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’่“„ใˆใ‚‹ใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใœใ€ ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใ€็‰นใซๅง‰ใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใฎใฏๆ‰‹็—›ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ‘ๅ…ต้šŠใ‚‚ๆฒผใซใจใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใƒŸใƒŠ่‡ช่บซใ‚‚ๆฒผใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใงๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅผ“ๅ…ตใซใฏๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ—ใ€็Ÿขใ‚’่นดๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซ้ญ”ๆณ•่กŒไฝฟใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใพใพใงใฏใ™ใใซMPใฏๆžฏๆธ‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ไฟบใŒๆธกใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€ŽๆฃฎใฎใŠใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใ€ใ‚‚ๅฐฝใใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฏใญใ‡ใœใ€‚ๆ’ค้€€ใ‚’ๅ‘ฝไปคใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฏ่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใ‡ใชใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ? ๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไฝ•่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎไธปๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆจใฆใŸใ‚‰ใ€้˜ฒๆˆฆไธ€ๆ–นใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ„ใšใ‚Œใใ‚‹ๆด่ปใซๆŠผใ•ใ‚Œใฆ่ฒ ใ‘ใ‚’ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจไฟบ้”ใŒๆ•ตใฎๆœฌ้™ฃใ€ๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ใฃใกใ ใฃใฆใ“ใฃใกใฎๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ‚’็‹™ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏไธ€็•ชๅฎˆใ‚Šใฎๅ …ใ„ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใฎๅคงไบ‹ใชๆŒ‡ๆฎๅฎ˜ใ•ใพใ ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใง่‡†็—…่€…ใซใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€ๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆ€งใซๅˆใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆŒ‘็™บใซใ™ใ”ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’่ปฝใใ„ใชใ—ใฆๆถผใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒซใƒใƒซใ€ใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผ......ใ“ใฃใกใซใŠใ„ใงใ€ ่ƒธๅ…ƒใธๅŒๅญใฎ้ญ”ๅฐŽไบบๅฝขใƒซใƒใƒซใจใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ€่ญท่ก›ใฎไปฒ้–“้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใ ใžใ€ ใใ‚“ใช่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎๅˆถๆญขใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใ€ไฟบใฏ็ ฆใฎ้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใฆ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๅญไบบๅฝขใจๅ…ฑใซใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆš—ใๅคœ็ฉบใธใจไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใฆใ“ใจใ—ใ‚„ใŒใ‚‹! ๆญฃๆฐ—ใ‹!ใ€ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใฎๆ€’้ณดใ‚ŠๅฃฐใฏๅพŒใ‚ใธ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏ้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่ฝไธ‹ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅˆคๅฎšใŒๅŽณใ—ใใ€ใ“ใฎ้ซ˜ๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸใ‚‰็ขบๅฎŸใซใ‚ญใƒซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใซใใ‚“ใชๅฟƒ้…ใฏ็„ก็”จใ€‚ ้ขจๅ‘ผใณๅงซ ใ€Œใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‚ซใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใ—ใ“ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚ฟใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ˜ๆง˜ใฎ็€ๅœฐใฏใƒฏใ‚ฟใ‚ทใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใƒ‹ใ€ ๅŒๅญไบบๅฝขใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸไฟบใ‚’ใ€ๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ ใฃใ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆฐทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ†ทใŸใ„่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใ€ŽๅฐŽใ็ณธใ€ใ‚’ๆ“ไฝœใ—ใ€Žๆฐท่Šฑใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅบƒ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใซๆธกใฃใฆๆฐทใฎ่Šฑใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏ็ฉบไธญไฝฟ็”จใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆฐทใฎ้€ ่ŠฑใŒไธ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใจไผธใณใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใงๆฐทใฎ ๅฃใซใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใพใงๅ„ช้›…ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใจ็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฎŸ้š›ใฏใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฎไธก่ถณใŒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ฌใƒชใจๆฐท่Šฑใ‚’ๅ‰Šใฃใฆๆป‘ใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ๅ”็ชใซๅ‡บๆฅไธŠใŒใฃใŸ้’ใจ้€ๆ˜Žใฎๆญชใชๅฝขใฎๅก”ใฏใ€ใใฎใพใพๆฒผใธใจ็€ๆฐดใ—ใฆๅœฐ้ขใฎๅบ•ใธใจ็ชใๅˆบใ•ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ–ใƒซใƒผใƒ›ใƒฏใ‚คใƒˆใŸใ‚“ใฏๅ„ช้›…ใซๆฒผใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใฎๆฐทไธŠใงใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใ€ไฟบใ‚’้™ใ‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๆฒผใซ่ถณใ‚’ใจใ‚‰ใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ณๆ–นใฎ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ไฟบใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใฎใ‘ใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠฉใ‘ใซๆฅใŸใ€‚ใ•ใใ€ใ‚„ใ‚Š่ฟ”ใใ†ใ€ ๅผทๆฐ—ใงๅคง่ƒ†ไธๆ•ตใ€่‡ชไฟกใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใซใใ†่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใกใ€ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’้ผ“่ˆžใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒไฟบใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ€‚ ๆททไนฑใ—ใ€่บซไฝ“ใจๅ…ฑใซๆฐ—ๆŒใกใพใงๆฒˆใฟใใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ‘ณๆ–น้”ใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซ้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๆœ›ใ‚€็ตๆžœใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใงๆญฉใฟใ ใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅ‹ใก็ญ‹ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใชใฎใ ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใƒซใƒใƒซใจใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใ€ใŠ้Šใณใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบใ•ใพใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบใ•ใพใ€ใชใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจไฟบใฎ่…•ใฎไธญใง้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€ใ€ŽๆœˆๅฝฑใฎใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใ€ใฏๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ๅŒๅญใฎๅ…ฑ้ณดๆ™‚ใซ็™บๅ‹•ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฏ็‰นใซใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใ€ใ€Ž็ฝ ใธใฎๅ ฑๅพฉใ€ใ‚’ใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ”ไธปไบบใ•ใพใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใ„ใฃใใ‚Š?ใ€ ็„กๅžขใช่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒซใƒŠใƒชใƒผใซใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซ่ฃ…็€ใ—ใŸใ€ŽๅฐŽใ็ณธใ€ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ๆ€ใ„ใฃใใ‚Šใ ใ€
204 202 Stories Make It A Hegemony, King'S Road. "It's a little hard to see, but it's not a problem." "That's enough light in the night." As Evening Fai and Shaking Night felt, Lunary's abilities were quite helpful. The Magic Guide doll Lunary in the Moon Shadow had a lower overall status than her twin brother Lucille, and it was difficult to use it competently. But not if Heavenly Marquis is the moon and night. All stats have increased threefold and have useful abilities that can only be used on moon and night. Abilities: Moon and Night Signs. [A stone that shines in the moonlight will guide you as a sign to a threatening existence. That trajectory will help you know where and where your enemies are and will also help you track them] [Activation Condition] Heavenly Marquis: Moon and Night Object: Stone Place This ability is usually the kind of thing that stone colors glow to places where setting a monster as a target would be a threat to you and use to follow its path. When I set the target as a mercenary (player) this time, some rolling stone colors glowed around the fort, and I could see in which direction there was a Wolf spiritual soldier. This made it easy to see where the enemy would be attacking the fort with a focus of force. We hardened our defenses, and our enemies ran into our defensive lines head-on without being able to make a move. "So far, so good." "The enemy is attacking." My best friends are calmly trying to identify the battlefield. We on the fort's side knock down enemies trying to climb high walls from favorable heights, attack them, shower them with bows and arrows, and some soldiers throw down rocks. Sometimes, enemy magic attacks burst and we can see a lot of damage to this one, but these soldiers are rocks enough to still see the heights. "Mina......" The only thing that bothers me is the mina that set up on the gate. My sister is also located beside Mina, so although I am not that anxious, it was the best war zone there. The enemy is trying to break through a closed gate, and the soldiers on the gate are struggling to make them do it. "You have Mr. Singh on you." "Mr. Minazuki will be fine." "... yeah" Honestly, rather than worrying about it in battle, I'm concerned that the conversation I just had was halfway through... there's nothing else to focus on right now. Even though the defense overwhelmingly carries the battle in its favor, it is a battle you can never be caught off guard. According to George's purchased information, Wolfe is actively spreading the situation of winning if he drops one more fort on Ignitol's side. The number of mercenaries (players) who listen to it and try to ride the winning horse explodes, and they gather more and more as enemy reinforcements to settle. In other words, even through one hand of defense, all are pushed by a number of violence and defeat is the decision. Then we need to frustrate the enemy early and plant a clear defeat on the opponent. The only way to reverse this is by taking enemies to your side with my Commander. How this trait can be exploited is an important part of the battle. Still, Bentens took my hand, and the other enemies should have the possibility to go down to the military gate, depending on the circumstances of the war. So the sisters' maneuvers see each other around and slap the other's main circle at once. I mean, we have to discuss it at some point in time and get out. That's what we do to make sure we can observe the war at its highest level. "You don't know which team they're in." Two of my best friends respond to Bentens' blur. "We're being attacked from three directions now, but they're all the same in numbers. In front of the gate and to the right, behind it." "What bothers me is that I don't see any child mercenaries (players) who belong to the Lonely Wolf. So you haven't put in the main force yet?" "No, I'm here. The child mercenaries are hiding in the shadows of adults and doing something." That... I thought I got my hands on the ground, and I was hit by other adult mercenaries (players) and fell over. "For the most part, I don't like Wolfe's bastards, so even his crew will be tough on clams." Bentens has a good idea. But I was really concerned about the actions of the child mercenaries (players). There's no way that the wolf of those crew thoughts can keep quiet when the kids are treated like that. As if to mock my little suspicions like that, there was a turning point that could rock the battlefield a lot. "Enemy collapsed in front of the gate and on the right." "Behind you is still attacking, but it's going to be hard to break through" The two are right, enemy soldiers who have received heavy counterattacks from the wall are dispersing and starting to retreat. It was clear that the enemy mercenaries, who decided they could not attack them, were about to retreat and reunite with reinforcements that were gathering somewhere to rebuild large numbers. "I can't find the Wolf bastard... whoa, Commander. What are we gonna do? You want to slap me here all at once? "I think it's a chance, Taro" "Quick talk, it's time to attack" "The order loudspeaker of the assault is ready! Everyone on this scene comes up with one opinion after another that they're willing to turn into an offense, so I'm curious about that too, 'Let's get out of the gate!' and issue Decree No. Thus, from the gate, our elite troops will mow the necks of the enemy soldiers as they retreat, beginning with "The Drunken Neck Hunters" led by their sister. Seeing a battle that embodied such unrivalled sight, the mercenaries of another side went out of the gate and made assaults to raise their martial arts before us. "Well, there's no curtain for us to come out. The enemy is falling apart." Bentens sighs, but me, Evening Fai, and Shaking Night rejoiced. Thus the war appeared to be in full swing at that time. Things have changed dramatically. A large swamp abruptly appeared behind the 'neck hunting drunkards' who were in the lead and the 80 or so militiamen they led, that is, at the point where successive allied soldiers were running to join the assault. Deep black brown, it's hard to tell the exact color because it's night, but anyway, that's what tangled the legs of the assault unit. It seems to be up to considerable depth, with many mercenaries and militias sinking from the waist to the chest, lightly panicked by sudden events. That sounds like a pre-calculated plan, where the enemy's rear troops fly arrows well into bows all the time, shooting and killing soldiers whose feet were taken by the swamp. And should I say it again? The enemy, who was retreating, turned around and, united, set out to annihilate the 'Neck Hunting Drunks' as they besieged them. So this was a pre-planned pseudo-retreat. The "Neck Hunting Drunk Communists", who have been fished by the enemy's invitations in earnest, have no place behind them to escape in the swamp, and are numerically and overwhelmingly disadvantaged, with enemies ranging from 600 to less than 700 against troops of around 80. "Whoa, whoa, whoa. It's a collaborative geological magic ability. It's a kind of time-bound magic, but it belongs to the trap system. But you think there are those guys who make such a massive thing a success in good time? Bentens himself seemed to know that phenomenon that we had never seen before, in order to use more time-bound magic skills. "Bentens, what the hell are you talking about? "That Ouma summons was discovered very recently in Abilities. Stand by for a few seconds with your hands where multiple people want to swamp apart. So the time-bound swamping is complete, but I hear it can be installed up to about three places per person. There's a predetermined one who activates the magic of marshmallowing planted by multiple people, and when he plants the magic of marshmallowing, the other marshmallowing points start counting down." Were the children of the enemy hiding in the shadows of the adults and doing time-limited magic? Besides, considering the possibility of discovering the children, we even had a play that gave the illusion that child mercenaries were being treated badly. "But this guy has half the difficulty. The others who have already planted the marshmallow must continue to solve the familiar presentation problem with the Wizard every 30 seconds until the marshmallow of their fate is activated." Clan clan activates magic, but presents a problem that only the user can see. If you don't answer that correctly, the spec says magic won't work. "That's..." "Oh. You need a lot of practice. Well, if you're not the ones who studied all the chanting issues, you can't decide so beautifully. There must have been somewhere where they'd swamp faster... they're totally attacking us." If the timing fails, they will drop their allies in the swamp. I am amazed at the sophistication of child mercenaries (players) who took such a flat risk and completed the operation brilliantly. "The kids remember fast. Clan clan seems to change the difficulty of the problem by age, but no matter how easy the problem is with kids... Chi, if you do it over and over again, do you mean that the trend of the problem will be narrowed down somewhat? I've been playing games again and again, and I feel like I've done some test studies to build up my knowledge." Not good. It's too painful to lose the Neck Hunting Maniacs, especially my sister, which is the point of the attack. Mina's led militia is also caught in the swamp, and Mina herself can be seen sinking in the swamp. I manage to fight back with magic, but it doesn't reach archers, and I'm exercising magic to kick the arrows. As it is, the MP will soon be depleted, as will the 'woodland cousley' I gave it to you. "Yah... I don't have the means to make that situation go away. I'll have to order you to retreat and abandon the" Neck Hunting Maniacs. " "Huh? Miss, what are you talking about?" "If you abandon the main force of the attack, you will be on the defensive side. That would mean losing if any reinforcements pushed you. And just as we're targeting enemy headquarters, commanders, there's a chance they're targeting commanders over there." "That's why the lady is the toughest guardian, I guess she's here. Our most important commander." "... that doesn't sound like Bentens. Like a coward in a place like this, is it right for you to be grown up? Bentens comes awesome to my provocation. But I laugh coolly, not lightly. "Lucille, Lunary...... come here" Embrace Lucille and Lunary, the twins' guide dolls to the chest, and look over at the companions of the escort. "No, Taro" "Oh, no, you can't." Shortly before such a cessation of my best friends, I jumped out of the fort's heights. With the twin dolls, he jumped to leave his body to the dark night sky. "Holy shit! Are you insane!" Bentens' yelling leaves behind. Clan Clan is tough to determine fall damage from height and will definitely take kill damage if it falls from this altitude. But don't worry about me like that. If you can call Princess Wind (Garuda) Hu, you have the means to equip her with the dress Mithola gave you, "Dancing Circles in the Sky (Rondo)". "Blue White Tan" But this time I'll call her by her name. "What is it, Lord?" "Yes, sir, the weasel is safe for landings." Blue white with a twin doll and a princess behind her. Staring at her icy, cold expression, I manipulate the "Guide Thread" and activate the "Ice Flower". This ability to produce ice flowers extensively, but this time ice flowering from aerial use grows in circles downwards. "Like an ice spiral staircase? Mouth it and know it's not that graceful. In fact, both legs of the Blue White Tan are slipping down by sharpening their gullies and ice flowers. The blue- and transparently distorted shaped tower, which can be abruptly done, falls straight into the swamp and pierces the bottom of the ground. Blue White Tan gracefully stopped on the ice in front of me entering the swamp and dropped me off. The mercenaries (players) on the side who had their feet in the swamp would look at me like they were being taken aback. The feeling was painfully understandable. Still, I have to tell you. "I'm here to help. Come on, let's do it again." It is my role to be strong, bold and invincible, confident enough to say so and inspire my allies. Those allies who were confused and sinking into feelings with their bodies responded with a roar for my words. Walk away in the mood to get all the results you want for this fight. He said this was the only way to see the winners. "Come on, Lucille and Lunary, it's time to play" "Enjoy, master" "Master, what are you doing? I lean my neck in Kyoton and my arms, 'Lunary in the Moon Shadow' is adorable. Especially the ones that can be activated when the twins resonate. "Lunary, please retaliate against the trap" "Your husband, are you funny? to Lunary, who asks questions like an innocent baby. I nod as I move the 'guide thread' worn on my left hand. "Oh, I wish."
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233่ฉฑ ้Œฌ้‡‘ๅงซใฎ่น‚่บ™ๅŠ‡ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฎใ€ๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‘ใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€‚ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ญฆๅ‚™ใ‚ดใƒผใƒฌใƒ ้”ใŒๆฎบๅˆฐใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€ ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅฝ“็„ถใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใฏใ€ไฟบใจใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใฎ้ซ˜ๆšใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ใ—ใผใพใ›ใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ๅฑ•็คบใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ่ฒด้‡ๅ“ใ€‚็„กๆ–ญใงๅ–ใฃใฆใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ€ๅŒ–็Ÿณใ€‘ใจใ„ใ†ใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใŒไฟบใฎๅฟƒใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚“ใง้›ขใ•ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้ฌผ็ฅž็ซœใƒใƒใƒ ใƒผใƒˆใจใ‹ใ€ๅฃฎๅคงใชๅŒ‚ใ„ใŒใทใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใ™ใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚้ซชใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ‚ŸใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใฏใ€Žใงใ‚‚ใ€ใจ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‘้“ๅœฐๅŒบใ‚„ๅฑฑ้ ‚ใซใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅพŒใงใ„ใใจใ„ใ„ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€ ไปŠใ™ใใซ่กŒใใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆฌฒๆฑ‚ใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒ......ไปŠใฏใฟใ‚“ใชใŒ้›†ใพใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใ€ใใ†ใ‚ณใƒญใ‚ณใƒญใจ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ€ ้šฃใง็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใ€ๆœŸๅพ…ใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคใใ‚“ใ‚‚ใใ“ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ŽไปŠใ™ใ่กŒใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฃใซใฏๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚ŒใฉไฟบใŒ้ ทใ‘ใฐใ€ๅฝผใ‚‚ใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ก”ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆฒˆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅฟ…ใšๅพŒใงไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒใ“ใ†ใจ็คบใ—ๅˆใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€‚ใใฎๆ™‚ใฏ็งใ‚‚ใ”ไธ€็ท’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใตใ‚“ใƒƒโ™ช ใ‚ใกใใ‚‚ๅŒ–็Ÿณใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚้ชจใ‚„็‰™ใฎใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ปใ‚ตใƒชใƒผใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใƒใƒชใฃใฝใใฆ็ด ๆ•ตใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใƒƒโ™ชใ€ ใชใœใ‹ไฟบ้”ใฎๆœฌๅฟƒใฏใƒŸใƒŠใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซ็ญ’ๆŠœใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ โ—‡ ใ€Œใ„ใŸใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€‚ใƒใ‚ณใƒปใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ขใƒปใƒ€ใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ ใƒ‹ใƒฃใ€ ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃ? ้ฉšใ‹ใ™ใƒ‹ใƒฃ? ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใƒ‹ใƒฃ? ใชใ‚“ใฆๆฌกใ€…ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒใ‚ณใƒปใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ขใƒปใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฐใ•ใช่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฐใ•ใใ—ใ€่ƒŒใ‚’ใพใ‚‹ใ‚ใฆ้ฃ›ใณใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใใ†ใซใ‚ฆใ‚บใ‚ฆใ‚บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€ ็ ”็ฉถๆ‰€ใ€‘ใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใ™ใŽใŸๅพŒใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅณถใŒๅฎ™ใซๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅœฐ็‚นใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅปบ็ฏ‰็พคใจใ™ใๅ‚ใ‚’ๆตฎ้Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅณถใ€…ใ€ใใฎๅนปๆƒณ็š„ใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‚ๆ‚ ้•ทใชๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ™ใใซๆถˆใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใŒๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€็›ฎ็š„ใฎไธ€ใคใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒŽใƒˆใƒญๅญ็ˆตไธ€ๆดพใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ๆตฎ้Šๅณถใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉไธ‹ใซๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅณถใ€ใใ“ใซ20ๅๅ‰ๅพŒใฎไบบ้–“ใŒ้›†ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใจ้ ทใๅˆใ„ใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ชบใ†ใ€‚ ไฟ่ญทๅฏพ่ฑกใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฅณใฎๅผŸๅ›ใฏใ€ใพใ ไธ€ๆญณใฎ่ตคๅญใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใ€้›†ๅ›ฃใ‚’ใคใถใ•ใซ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใจ......ใ„ใŸใ€‚็ซ‹ๆดพใชๅฃ้ซญใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸไธญๅนด็”ทๆ€งใฎๆจชใ€ไนณๆฏใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใŒ่ƒธใซใ‹ใๆŠฑใ„ใฆไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใซ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใๅฝผๅฅณใซๆŠฑใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ่ตคใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๅผŸๅ›ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไนณๆฏใฎๅ‚ใซใฏไธ–่ฉฑไฟ‚ใฎ่ฃœไฝใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒไธ€ไบบไพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œไปฅๅค–ใซใฏใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š็ซ‹ๆดพใชใƒญใƒผใƒ–ใ‚’็€ใŸ้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ็‰ฉใŒไบŒไบบใจใ€ใƒŽใƒˆใƒญๅญ็ˆต็›ดๅฑžใฎ้จŽๅฃซใ‚‰ใ—ใไบบ้”ใŒไบ”ไบบใ€‚ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฏๅนณๅ…ตๅฃซใฃใฝใ„ใฎใŒๅๆ•ฐไบบใจใ„ใ†็ทจๆˆใซใ€ๅฃ้ซญใฎไบบ็‰ฉใŒใƒŽใƒˆใƒญๅญ็ˆตใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅนณๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใฎ่ฃ…็”จใฏ่–„ๆฑšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚‚ๆ‰€ใ€…ใซๅ‚ทใฟใŒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใซ่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅฏพใ—ใฆใƒŽใƒˆใƒญๅญ็ˆตใ‚„ไนณๆฏใ€้ญ”ๆณ•ไฝฟใ„ใฎไบŒไบบใฏ่บซ็ถบ้บ—ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงใ€็–ฒๅŠดใฏๆœŸๅพ…ใงใใใ†ใซใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบๆ•ฐใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅ‘Ÿใใซไฟบใ‚‚ๅŒๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฏๅ…ญไบบใงใ‚ใฃใกใฏไบŒๅไบบไปฅไธŠใ€‚ๆ™ฎ้€šใซไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ๆ•—ๅŒ—ใฏๅฟ…่‡ณใงใ€ๅ€‹ใ€…ใฎๆŠ€้‡ๅทฎใŒไธŠๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ขซๅฎณใฏ็”šๅคงใ ใจไบˆๆƒณใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใใ—ใฎๅผ“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใƒ…ใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่Šฑ็ซ......ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏใ“ใฎไธ‰ใคใง้–“้•ใ„ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญ?ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็ด ๆ—ฉใ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใผใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚......ใจใ€ๆŠ•ๆ“ฒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใฃใจไธŠใ’ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้‰ฑ็Ÿณใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚‰ใงใใพใ™ใ€ ๆ„ๅค–ใชใ“ใจใซใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคๅ›ใ‚‚ๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฃจใ„ใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๅ‡บๆฅใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใใชใ‹ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ ใ‘ใฏใ€Žไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใƒใƒƒใƒๆ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚“โ™ช ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ ่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ็ตๆžœใ€ๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฎ้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅœฐใฎๅˆฉใ‚’ๆดปใ‹ใ™ใฎใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒ่ณ›ๆˆใ€‚ใใฎๅพŒใฏ่ฝไธ‹ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใงใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจไฟบใŒ้ฃ›ใณ้™ใ‚Šใ€่ฟ‘ๆŽฅๆˆฆใงใฎๅฅ‡่ฅฒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎใฟใŒๆ•ข่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใŒๆœ€ใ‚‚้ซ˜ใ„ไฟบใฏใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ใฏๅ›ž้ฟใ—ใคใคๅผŸๅ›ใ‚’ๅฅชๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆตใ‚ŒใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆฎฒๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็„ก็†ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ็ต่ซ–ใซใฟใ‚“ใชใŒๆทฑใ้ ทใใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€ไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใŒ็ทŠๅผตใงๅผทๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆ•ตใฎไบบๆ•ฐใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹็ซๅŠ›ไธ่ถณใฎไธๅฎ‰ใจใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซๅคงใใช่ฒ ๆ‹…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไฝœๆˆฆใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็ขบๅฎŸใชๆˆฆๆณ•ใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ใใ†ๆ€ๆกˆใ—ใฆไฟบใฏไธ€ใค่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎๅ‰ใซ่ฉฆใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใŸไฟบใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใชๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ไฟบใŒใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎๅ†…ๅฎนใจไฝœๆˆฆใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏๅŠไฟกๅŠ็–‘ใชๆง˜ๅญใงๆ‰‹ใซๆŒใคใ€Ž ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใฟใ€้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใฏใ“ใ‚Œใพใงไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚้ฉšใ‹ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ใใฎๆฉๆตใซ้ ผใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ไปฃๅผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆบœๆฏๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใซๅ‘Ÿใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงไฝœๆˆฆใฏๆฑบใพใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ‚ใพใ‚Š็™บๅ‹•ใ‚’้•ทๅผ•ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใจไฟบใฎ็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใŒๆธ›ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใฎๅฑ้™บใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ในใๆ—ฉใ‚ใซใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใจใ„ใ“ใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒœใƒผใƒ‰ใŒใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็…Œใ‚ใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ็›คไธŠใฎ้ง’ใŸใกใฏใกใ‚‡ใ“ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใจๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใ„ใงๅ››ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ็œผไธ‹ใฎๆตฎใๅณถใซใฏใ€้…็ฝฎใ—ใŸ้€šใ‚Šใฎๅœฐ็‚นใซๅ…ตๅฃซใ‚„้จŽๅฃซใŸใกใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใŒ้ขจใซใชใณใใ€ๆˆฆๅ ดใธใจๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใกใ‚‰ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ่น‚่บ™ๅŠ‡ใŒๅน•ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚
236 233 Stories Princess Alchemy'S Ravages "No [fossils] here. If you take it, the guard golems will kill you." The natural response by Lady squished me and Junya your exalted feelings. If you think calmly, valuables enough to be deliberately displayed. You can't take it without permission. But the word "fossil" grabs my heart and doesn't let go. Besides, isn't there a magnificent smell of the god dragon Bahamut or something? Me staring at the glass case in the back of my hair. You've learned such an insight, Lady keeps saying 'But'. "You'll find a lot of them in the pit district and on top of the mountain, so I hope you'll come back later." I want to go now. I'm going to be driven by that desire... but now in front of everyone gathered, yes it's corny and I shouldn't change my purpose. Even though we haven't finished exploring [Gear's Old Nest (Harold Gear)], we should avoid taking wasteful risks. Junya-kun, who shines his eyes next door and stares at me with the gaze of anticipation, also knows there. 'Let's go now' doesn't come out to his mouth. But if I snort, he sinks his face vertically too. Even if there are no words, we will definitely show them that we will go with them later. "Heavenly Master. I'll be with you then." "Ugh. Fossils are of interest everywhere. Wow. Bones and fang accessories don't look too bald." For some reason, our true intentions were with Mina and George. * "There he is. Cat Fair Dundee." What are we gonna do? Surprise? Fly? What a cat fair lady who gets one question after another. She had made her little body even smaller and was wuss like she had jumped her back all round. "Wait a minute." After we passed the [Myth of the Creation (Opalous) Institute], we came to a point where a number of small islands were rising in space. A long time soon disappeared, even blinded by the architectural group and the islands floating right beside it, by its fantastic sights. That's because, as the lady points out, she discovered a group of Viscounts of Notro, which is also one of her aims. It's about four meters down from the floating island we're on, and there were about 20 people there. I snort with my people and watch my enemies. The younger brother of Princess Ignitol, who is the subject of protection, should have been only a one-year-old baby. Looking for someone like that and observing the group crumbling...... was there. Next to a middle-aged man with a fine moustache, a nanny-like figure looks around anxiously holding him in his chest. Perhaps the baby held by her is your brother. Beside the nanny is a caregiver's assistant, or one maid is serving. Other than that, there are two wizard-like figures in a pretty fine robe and five knight-like people directly from Viscount Notro. For the rest, the bearded figure would be Viscount Notro to the formation that more than a dozen people look like Hei soldiers. The fitting of the Ping soldiers and knights is thinly dirty, and the equipment is noticeably damaged everywhere. I'm sure you had a hard time getting here. In contrast, Viscount Notro, Nanny and the Wizard are beautiful things, and fatigue is unlikely to be expected. "That's a lot of people..." I agree with George's whining. There are six of us and over twenty of us over there. Normally, defeat is imperative, and even if individual skill differences were exceeded, the damage can be expected to be enormous. "Was it my bow and Mr. Minazuki's magic, and Mr. Taro's fireworks...? There's no doubt about these three ranged attacks, is there? Twa answers Lily's question quickly. "Me, me too... and I raised my throwing skills a little bit. So you can just throw the ore away." Unsurprisingly, Junya, you seem to have sharpened your combat skills, too. As we make sure we can do each one, only George shows "anything batch love. Take it and get up. Wow." and omnipotence. As a result of the discussion, we are all in favour of releasing a ranged attack from a height of four metres and exploiting the interests of the land. After that, George and I jump ready for drop damage, and only George dares to ambush in melee. The quickest I could get, the battle turned out to be about getting rid of my brother. "Still, a long-range attack is unlikely to destroy the target." Everyone snorts deeply at Mina's conclusion. When we have to be prepared here, the look on our people's faces tenses and strengthens. Anxiety of lack of firepower over the number of enemies and manoeuvres that place a heavy burden on George. Is there a more definite method of warfare, I think so and I say one thing I want to try. "I have abilities I'd like to try before a ranged attack. If you add my skills I've acquired recently, I might be able to hit you like this." When I described the skill and the operation, everyone stared at Rudy Athens Board, a battlefield play dancing on a board that was half-hearted. Mr. Lily arms up and tilts his neck. "But I've been surprised by Mr. Taro's alchemy so many times before. Let's rely on that benefit this time." As I speak for everyone's feelings, Mr. Lily squeaks at me in a sigh of breath. Now the operation is settled. If I prolong the activation too much, my experience will decrease and I risk a level down. Why don't we check with our mates as soon as possible? Activate your skills and the board will glow with ease. And the pawns on the board made a little move. Soldiers and knights then begin to appear at the point of the placed street on the floating island four metres below. George's questions soar into the wind and flow to the battlefield. Looks like the ravages have opened if you turn your eyes to them.
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ใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹่ฉ ๅ”ฑใฎๆ–‡่จ€ใŒๅฎŒๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฅดใฎ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใชใฐใๅฎ™ใฎ็€ๅœฐๅœฐ็‚นใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็ฉบ้–“ใจใชใฃใŸใ€‚้ซ˜ใ•ใซใ—ใฆ็ด„1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฎๅœฐ็‚นใซ่ถณใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใŸๅฅดใฏใ€ไธ€ๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆจใฆใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆฐ—่ฟซใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใซๆ€ฅๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ‚’ๆžœใŸใ—ใŸใ€็ฉบไธญใซ่ถณๅ ดใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ไพ‹ใฎ็ฒพ้œŠ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚็ฒ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ‡บใ—ใŸ ๆฌกใซๅซใ‚“ใ ๆ™‚ใฏใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ๅŠๆญฉ็จ‹ใฎ้€ฒ่กŒใ€‚ ็ฉบไธญ็งปๅ‹•ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใใฎไธ่ฆๅ‰‡ใ‹ใคไบˆๆƒณใŒใคใใซใใ„ๅ‹•ใใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่Šฑ็ซใฎ็…งๆบ–ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚่ท้›ขใ‚’่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ‚’่จฑใ™ในใใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆไธๅฏ่ƒฝใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎ้ก˜ใ„้€šใ‚Šใ€็‹™ใ„้•ใ‚ใšใ€ๅฏธๅˆ†ใฎ็‹‚ใ„ใ‚‚ใชใไธ€็ญ‹ใฎ็ด…ใŒ ใฏ่Šฑ็ซใŒ็€ๅผพใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฎ็€ฌๆˆธ้š›ใงใ€ๅˆƒใ‚’่Šฑ็ซใซๅฝ“ใฆใšใ€ไธ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธŠใธใจๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต็•Œๅˆ€่ก“โ”€โ”€ใ€Ž็ตใƒ“่ชžใƒชใƒปใƒ‹ใƒŽๅคชๅˆ€ใ€ใ€ ๅฅดใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฅใ‹ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจ้•ทๆ–นๅฝขใฎๅฃใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏ่Šฑ็ซใฎ่ก็ช่ง’ๅบฆใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ–œใ‚ใซไผธใณใ€ไธ‹ๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†่–„็ท‘่‰ฒใฎ้“ใ€‚ ใŒใ•ใฃใๅˆ€ใ‚’ใตใ‚‹ใฃใฆ้ ใใ‹ใ‚‰่Šฑ็ซใ‚’่ฟŽๆ’ƒใ—ใŸ้š›ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šไธ‹ใ‚ใ—ใŸๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€ใคใพใ‚Šๆ–ฌๆ’ƒๅœฐ็‚นใธใจๅธฐ็ตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ่Šฑ็ซใฏใใฎๅŠ้€ๆ˜Žใฎๅฃใ‚’ๆป‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆป‘็ฉบใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€ ใ€Œ็ต็•Œใจใฏโ”€โ”€็•Œใจ็•Œใ‚’็ตใถใชใ‚Œใฉใ€ ไธ€ใƒŽๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไบŒใƒŽๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹ใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’็ตใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฃใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใŸใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏไฟบใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจ ใ€Œ็ตในใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€็ตถใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚‚ใงใใ†ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใใ†ๅฎฃ่จ€ใ—ใ€ๅฅดใฏไฟบใพใงใ‚ใจๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใจใ„ใ†ๅ ดๆ‰€ใพใง่‚‰่ฟซใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบ’ใ„ใซ็ฉบไธญใซ่บซใ‚’็ฝฎใใ•ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏๆ›ดใชใ‚‹็งปๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใƒ•ใ‚ฅใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎๅˆƒใŒไฟบใฎๅ–‰ๅ…ƒใพใง่ฟซใ‚‹ๆ–นใŒๆ—ฉใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ!?ใ€ ๅฎŸใฏไธ‰็™บ็›ฎใฎ่Šฑ็ซใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ€ใ“ใ“ใžใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€Ž ใ€Œใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ„ใพใ ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅ!ใ€ ไฟบใฏใ€Žใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒช็Ž‰ใ€ใ‚’ไบŒใคใ€ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใใ‚‰ใพใ™ใ€‚ ใคใ„ใงใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซไฟบใ‚’ไธŠ็ฉบใธใจ้€ƒใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฎHPใŒใ”ใฃใใ‚Šๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ€ใ‚Šใ‚‡ใƒผใ‹ใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใจใจใ‚‚ใซใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธŠๆ˜‡ใ‚’้‚ใ’ใŸไฟบใฏใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒชใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ™ใใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‹......ใ€ ่…•ใ‚„่ถณใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใง่’ผใ„็‹็ซใŒ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใพใงใ‚‚ใŒใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใจใชใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็‹็ซใฎ็‡ˆๅฎ™่Šฑ่ตฐใ€ใฏใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒชใƒผใƒ•ใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ขใ€ใคใพใ‚ŠPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใ‚„่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฒ ใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šไฝฟใ„ใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‚’้ธใฐใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใฃใŸ1็ง’ใ‹ใใ“ใ‚‰ใงใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธๆ•ฐ......ใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’ๅฉใๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใช......ใ€ ๅ†ท้™ใซๆ–ฐใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๆ€ง่ƒฝใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใ‚„10ๅŒนไปฅไธŠใซๅข—ใˆใŸใ€Ž ๅคง้‡ใฎ่’ผใ„็ซใŒ็…™ๅน•ใธใจ็พคใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ†ๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚น้”ใŒไฟบใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใƒ€ใƒกๆŠผใ—ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใ‚’ไธ‹ใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅžไธ–ไธƒไปฃใซใŠใ‚ใ—ใ‚ใ™...... ใฏใ€ใ‚ฑใƒ ใƒชใ‚’ๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใ€่’ผใ„้œงใ‚’ๆ•ฃ้–‹ใ•ใ›ใ€้ฃ›ใณๆ•ฃใ‚‹็ซ่Šฑใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Šไผใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹ใฏ็„ก่‰ฒใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใฎๅคชๅˆ€็ญ‹ใฏใ€้ขจใจๅŒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸๅˆƒใฎๅฅ”ๆตใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซๆ–ฌใ‚Š่ฃ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€็…™ๅน•ใŒใ€่’ผ็‚ŽใŒใ€่Šฑ็ซใŒใ€ๅฆ‚ๅฎŸใซ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซๅŠๅพ„3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅœๅ†…ใฏๅฅดใฎใ€้ขจ็ฒพ้œŠใฎๅŠ›ใŒ็น”ใ‚Šๆททใ–ใฃใŸ็ฅžๅŸŸใ ใจใ€‚ ็ธฆๆจช็„กๅฐฝใซ้–ƒใๅˆ€ใฎๅ‰ฃ้ขจใŒใ€็„กๆ•ฐใฎๅˆƒใจใชใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚’ๆ–ฌใ‚Š้˜ฒใ„ใ ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎ้ขจ้™ฃใŒๆถˆๅคฑใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฏใพใ ๅฅดใฎ็ฅžใ‚’ไพตใ™ใพใงใซใฏ่‡ณใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ๅธซๅŒ ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใจใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ฅžใฎๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ‡Œ้ง•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅผŸๅญใจใ—ใฆๆœ€ๅพŒใพใงใ‚ใŒใใ€ๆŠ—ใ†ในใใ ใ€‚ ใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้€ƒใ’ๅ›žใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใ‚‹ใ‚“!ใ€ ็ฉบไธญใงใฎ็งปๅ‹•ๅˆถๅพกใฏๅ…จใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซไปปใ›ใ€ไฟบใฏ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใžใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ้ขจใจไฟบใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๅฎ™็ฉบๆผ”่ˆžใฏใ€ๅฅดใฎ็งปๅ‹•ๆณ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚„ๅฐๅ›žใ‚ŠใŒๅˆฉใใฎใงใ€็ฉบไธญๆˆฆใงใฎ็ซ‹ใกๅ›žใ‚Šใงใฏไธ€ๆญฉใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒ็ง€ใงใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ๆˆฆใ€ๅ‰ฃใจๅ‰ฃใ‚’ไบคใˆใ‚‹ใพใงใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‹ใก็›ฎใฏ้™ใ‚ŠใชใไฝŽใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใใฃใจๅฅดใ‚‚ใใฎไบ‹ใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸไธŠใงใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ็ช่ฒซใ—ใ€่ฟฝใ„ใ™ใŒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใใ‚‰ใˆ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ้ขจใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆบใ•ใถใ‚‰ใ‚Œใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Ž ๅบ็›คใจๅฝขๅ‹ขใŒ้€†่ปขใ—ใ€ๆ”ปๅฎˆใŒๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œๆ›ฟใ‚ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆ”ป้˜ฒใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎ็ถšใ้™ใ‚Šไฟบใฏใญใฐใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„......ใชใ‚“ใฆใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎ้ซ˜ใ„ๆˆฆใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œ็ฉบไธญๆˆฆใจใ‹็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚‹ใœ......ใ€ ใฎ้‡Ž้ƒŽใ‚’ๅฉใใคใถใ›ใ‡!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ใŒใ‚“ใฐใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฃ! ใ‚ใใ‚‰ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใ‚“!ใ€ ใŸใกใ‚„ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅฃฐๆดใŒ่€ณใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚่‹ฆๅขƒใซ็ซ‹ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ไฝ™่จˆใซไปฒ้–“ใŸใกใฎๅฃฐใŒ่ƒธใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใ“ใงๅ‹่ฒ ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆœญใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใšใ‹ใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใฃใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใฃใ€ ๅฅดใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€NPCใจใฏใใ“ใพใงใฎๅˆคๆ–ญ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใจๆญฆๅฟ—ใฎ็›ฎใจ็›ฎใฏใ€ไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šๅˆใ†่ฆ–็ทšใŒ็คบใ™ใฏใ€ไบ’ใ„ใฎ่ฆ–่ฆšใฏๆญฃๅธธใงใ€ใŸใ ็œฉใ—ใ„ใจใ„ใ†่ช่ญ˜ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆใ ใจ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใใ‚‰ใพใ—ใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸใ‹ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใŒโ”€โ”€โ”€โ”€ ใ€Œใใฌใ…ใ€ใฌใ‹ใฃใŸใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œๆœ€ๅพŒใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅ! ใ„ใใž!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ„ใƒผ! ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚“?ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏๅ…จใฆไฝฟใ„ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏๅณๆ‰‹ใซๆกใฃใŸๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ€ใใ—ใฆ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“? ใ‚“ใ‚“ใฃ!ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ€้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้‹ญใ„ๅˆƒใซๅค‰ใˆใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใจใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฃใ‘ใชใ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ!? ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจๅ‰ฃใŒๅˆไฝ“!?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใจใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏไฟบใฎๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใธๅฏ„ใ‚ŠๆทปใฃใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒๆบถใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่žๅˆใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ€่บซใฏ้ป„็ท‘่‰ฒใซ่ผใใ€ใใฎ้•ทใ•ใ‚’10ใ‚ปใƒณใƒ็จ‹ไผธใฐใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใฎ้ก”็›ฎๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅคงไธŠๆฎตใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒ•ใ‚ฅๅˆƒใ€ใŒ ใฎ็›ฎใŒๆˆปใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ€ไบˆๆƒณใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใพใ ไธ‰็ง’ใ‚‚็ตŒใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎใซ......ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใ‚‚ๆŸใฎ้–“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใ€่ฆ–ใˆใŸใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใฏ่ปฝใๅทฆๆ–œใ‚ใธใจใ€ ไบˆๆƒณใฉใŠใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎHPใฏ0ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ :ๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใŒ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๆ•—ๅŒ—ใงใ™: :ๆˆฆ็ธพใƒปๆ•—่€…ใƒปๅ–„ๆˆฆ: ใจใ„ใ†ใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸ้ ƒใซใ€ไฟบใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็Šฏใ—ใŸ็—›ๆจใฎใƒŸใ‚นใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฝ“ๆ„Ÿใซใ—ใฆ2็ง’็จ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใซใ€ใ€Žๅผท็™บๅ…‰ใ€ใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฟ…ใšใ—ใ‚‚็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅฏพ่ฑกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚่“„็ฉใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ ใ—ใ€ใŠใคใ‹ใ‚Œใ•ใพใงใ—ใŸใจใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช็งฐ่ณ›ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ :ใ€ŽใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ: ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ๅ ฑ้…ฌ? ๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใฎๅ–„ๆˆฆๅ ฑ้…ฌ? ใจใ—ใฆๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใ€ ใ€ใƒฌใ‚ขๅบฆใ€‘:0 ใ€ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ€‘ ๅŠ›1 HP20 ......ใ‚“? ใชใ‚“ใ‹่ฆ‹่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใจ......ๅŒใ˜ๅๅ‰ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใŒใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ไฟบใŒๆœ€ๅˆใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸๅˆๆœŸ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้“ๅ ด็ ดใ‚Šใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใฎใ€ใ€Ž้–€ไธ‹็”Ÿใ€ใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅ–„ๆˆฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใฎๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใƒญใƒผใƒŒใฎๆœจๅˆ€ใจใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ......ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ€ไธ€ไฝ“ไฝ•่€…ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ๆœŸๅพ…ใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซใ‚ฌใƒƒใ‚ซใƒชใช็ตๆžœใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใƒ‰ใƒณใƒจใƒชใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใซใ€ๆจชใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ„ใ‚„......ๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใŠใ‚ใˆใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธ€ไฝ“......ใฉใ‚“ใชใƒฌใ‚ขใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ’ใˆๅผทใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‹ใฃใ“ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใœใƒผ!ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฒ ใ‘ใกใพใฃใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€้ขจใฎ ใŸใกใŒ้›†ใฃใฆใใฆใ€ไฟบใซใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅ ฑ้…ฌใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใช็ตๆžœใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงๅฅฎ้—˜ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใŒใใ†ๆ˜ ใฃใŸใฎใฏ้žๅธธใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏใ€ใคใ„็ฌ‘้ก”ใง็ญ”ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใตใคใƒผใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹็กฌ็›ดใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚Œใ‚“ใ......ใ‚“?ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅๅฟœใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใซ้ ฌใ‚’ๆŸ“ใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ไบบใพใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†......้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใ‹? ใชใ‚“ใฆไฟบใŒใ‚ฆใ‚ฝใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใจๆ€ใ„ใ€้ก”ใŒ็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใชใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ”็ซ‹่…นใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใƒใ‚“ใ€่ณชๅ•ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒฏใƒปใ‚ฟใƒปใ‚ทใƒปใซใ—ใฆใญใ‡ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ใŠ็–ฒใ‚Œๆง˜ใงใ™! ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใจใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใฎๆ–นใซๆˆปใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€ ใฎๅๅฟœใซใฏ้‡ˆ็„ถใจใ—ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใ—ใคใ“ใ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆœ‰็”จๆ€งใ‚’่ชฌใไผใ›ใ€้ฃŸใ„ไธ‹ใŒใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใฎๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใซใ‚‚ใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ€ไป–ใฎๅฑžๆ€งใฎ ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ่‡ช็”ฑใ‚’่จฑใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่บซใงใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎใƒฏใ‚ฌใƒžใƒžใ‚’้€šใ™ใฎใฏใƒ€ใƒกใ ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใชใ‚‹ใจ......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅฎฃไผใจใ‹ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎใฃใ€ใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใงใ€ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใซๆฅใฆใใ ใ•ใ„......ใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใจๅŸทไบ‹ใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็›ฎๅฐใงใ™!ใ€ ไฟฎ็ทดๅ ดใซใ„ใŸ ใ€Œใƒกใ‚คใƒ‰ใฃใฆๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€้Š€้ซชใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“!ใ€ ใŸใกใŒๆ€–ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅพŒใ‚ใซ้š ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่บซใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ ใ‘ใงใฏๅคฑ็คผใซๅ€คใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ไฟบใฏ้ก”ใ ใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚ณใ‚ฏใƒชใจ้ ทใ„ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใ‰ใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ‹้›„ๅซใณใ‚’ไธŠใ’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚ฎใƒฃใƒฉใƒชใƒผใ‚’้ฎใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใƒ‹ใ‚ณใฃใจไฟบใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒใ‚ซใช็”ทใฉใ‚‚ใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใซใ‚‚ใฉใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใ•ใฃใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชๆ€–ใใฆ้†œใ„ๆ€ช็ฃใ€ใƒญใƒชใ‚ดใƒณใ•ใ‚“้”ใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ„ใฆใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใซๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏใจใ‚‚ใ‹ใใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใพใงไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใจ็ฅžๅฎ˜ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ้–“ใงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆๆญฉใใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฆ™ใซใƒใ‚ฐใƒใ‚ฐใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใจใ—ใฆๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใ™ใ“ใ—ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ไบŒไบบใจใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‰‹ใชใ‚“ใ‹็น‹ใŒใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใ„ใงใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟƒ้…ใชใฎใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚็งใซไปปใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใญใ€ ๅฆ™ใซใƒŸใƒŠใŒใ€ไธ–่ฉฑ็„ผใใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฝใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’้†ธใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏไฝ•ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงไบŒไบบใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ€ๆจกๆ“ฌๆˆฆใพใงใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใฏไบ‹ๅฎŸใ€‚ๆ”พใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฉใ“ใซ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใงใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€‚ใ€Žๅฑ‹ๅฐใ€ใพใงใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™......ใ€ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚
When the wording of the chant by Martial Arts (Takeshi) was completed, his stunning point of landing in the universe became a space of nothing. The guy who settles his leg at a point about a meter high hits a temper that just says he'll cut it off with one knife. Apparently, Glenn made a sudden approach to you, like the spiritual magic of an example of scaffolding in the air. The eagle that finds its prey is as dynamic as an eagle, and flies further diagonally with its leg strength. The next time I screamed, it was just half a step ahead. The irregular and unpredictable movement of air travel makes it difficult to set fire targets. I shouldn't be allowed to travel and approach this one any more than I'm packed with distance, but it's nearly impossible to hit the 'launch fireworks (small)' while I travel to someone who boasts that level of quickness. "Hit it!" As I wish, there is no wrong aim, no frantic madness, and a glimmer of red is sucked into Takeshi's body. However, Takeshi cut up the blade with a knife from the bottom to the top at Setouchi to see if the fireworks landed. "Junction knife technique -" Junction Li Nino Taiko "" The moment he said that, a rectangular wall appeared far rearward from where he had cut it. It extends diagonally from the fireworks collision angle, a thin green road down. At the end of the road, Martial Arts (Takeshi) had just sifted a knife and intercepted fireworks from afar, leading to the point where they were cut down, or slaughtered. The fireworks glide down its translucent walls and explode far behind Takeshi. "The kingdom is the kingdom... the kingdom and the kingdom." Are you telling me that you generated a wall so as to connect the space of the sword muscle with the sword muscle with the sword muscle with the sword with the sword with the sword with the sword with the sword with the sword with the knife with the knife with the knife with the knife with the knife? No, in this case, is it more accurate to say that you cut off my attacks and martial arts (takeshi)? "If you can tie it, you can cut it off." I proclaim that, and he will be forced to flesh to a place a few meters from me. As we put ourselves in the air with each other, I look toward Hu in an attempt to move further, but it seems that the other's blade is fast approaching my throat. "Nooo, when are you behind Awkward!? As a matter of fact, with the third fireworks, the Sun Burning Fake Souls (Saint-Homuncles) were flying all the way here. So to speak, the fireworks were camouflages, to keep the Homunculus and their assaults from being distracted. "It took. Not yet, hu! I throw two Chemli balls and make myself look good. Then I realized when I asked Hu to get me out of the sky. I'm losing my HP. "Tarin, Rika! With Hu's reply, I made a further ascent, as soon as I popped out of Chemri to check my body. "Again..." Pale fox fire smoked (dull) in arms, feet, and everywhere. And if even I was damaged... It turns out that "Fox Fire Light Universe Flower Walk" is a fairly user-friendly item that can damage PT members and myself. "Just one second or so, this number of damage... you can beat out quite a bit of damage..." While calmly analyzing the performance of the new item, I ask Fu to flush the pale firepowder produced by the now more than 10 "Fox Fire (Sticky Bird) Light Space Flower Walk" into the landmark. Tons of pale fires flock to the smokescreen. Having so decided, I let go of the last 'Launch Fireworks (Small)' all the time with no push after making sure the homunculus and the others were flying around me. "Deal with the seventh generation of the gods... respond to the call of the Son of Tianjin God (Amatsukami), the Last of the Family, the Spirit, and do not protect me in the realm of the Wind God (Sinanokami)..." Takeshi blew up the Chemli, scattered the pale mist, and slashed the splashing sparks down. Its sword muscle is colorless. But the fat muscle was forced to be slashed and torn apart by the running of a blade assimilated to the wind, the smokescreen, the ethereal flame, the fireworks, told the truth. Within a 3-meter radius around Takeshi, he said that the power of the Wind Spirit was a woven shrine. The sword-style of a sword that flashed endlessly became a myriad of blades and prevented me from killing all of my items. And when that wind formation disappears, Takeshi shoots me through again with a sharp eye like an eagle after his prey. Apparently, my alchemy hasn't even reached the point of invading his god yet. What if this was Master Damon? I'm sure, if I were a master, I would have outstripped even the power of God. Then you should rise to the end as a disciple and resist. "Huh! Stay away from Takeshi, run away! "Good luck, Tarin! I leave all movement control in the air to Hu, and I grab the knife with my right hand to intercept the martial arts (Takeshi), and hold the 'melting water (Wotalad)' with my left hand. "Nice, hu! Fu's wind and the space dance by me are slightly smaller than his method of travel, so we excel in standing around in air warfare. But if it gets to the point of crossing the melee, sword and sword, the winning eye will be limitless low. I'm sure he'll penetrate us and chase us after he understands that, too. "Ku, even this! While shaking his body by the wind of Hu, he sprinkles "dissolved water (wotalard)". Sometimes with a conical descent, sometimes soaring, he sprinkles with 'melting water (wottarad)' while avoiding the sword tip of the sieve of martial arts (takeshi) while fleeing violently through the air to the left to the right. He tries to keep the martial arts (takeshi) away from us, but he also tries to stay away. The beginning and the situation have been reversed and the offense has been completely replaced, but I am going to keep screwing this fierce offense as long as the item continues. "Dude... what a level fight" "Aerial warfare or something funny..." "Crush the Takeshi bastard! "Good luck, Heavenly Lord! "Angel cum! Give it up. Oh, my God! The mercenaries (players) watching the game downstairs and the cheers of Mina and George are in my ear. It is because we are in a predicament that the voices of our companions echoed unnecessarily in our hearts. So I set up a fight here. Only a few handbills remain. "Huh, that's hah" Has he noticed? I see, is NPC that judgmental? But me, the eyes and eyes of martial arts stare firmly at each other's enemies. The bumping gaze shows that each other's sight is normal and there is a degree of awareness that they are just dazzling. My eyes seemed to fail, but... "Guru, it was wet." "Last chance, hu! Let's go!" "Aye! But, right? I've run out of all my biggest offensive items. The only thing left is a little machete in your right hand, and a wind maiden (silf) hu. "Hmm? Mm-hmm! He wants me to strengthen this little knife and turn it into a blade as sharp as the wind. Apparently, you understood me so badly. "Huh!? Fu and sword merge!? Oh, my God, if you think Hu leaned against my knife, its body blended to melt. The knife's body glowed yellow and green, stretching its length by about 10 cm. I cut from the top of the stairs with the face of Takeshi. Whether or not "Fu Blade" can break the head of Takeshi, when the last attack touches with full force. But Martial Arts (Takeshi) 's eyes went back just a little faster than expected. Is that it? It's been less than three seconds... while I raised my doubts. "Mm, you saw it! My slash gently slipped to the left diagonal, and I was brushed to the torso with a blade to return. As expected, my HP goes to zero. : The simulation battle is over: : Mercenary (player) Taro's defeat: : Achievements, Losers, Good Fights: By the time the log circulated, I noticed the hate mistake I had made. How about two seconds? Besides, even if it emits' strong luminescence ', it doesn't necessarily seem that the opponent switches the target of attack to Homncrus. Sometimes the accumulated hostility towards me (Hate) doesn't get to the point where Takeshi's hostility (Hate) is fought. When I met my Simulated Opponent's Martial Arts (Takeshi) and somehow spoke out that he was annoyed, such praise returned. : Got 'Rhone's Wooden Knife': Plus, what's the reward for attending the event? Good battle rewards for mock warfare? I got a weapon as. "Rhone's Wooden Knife" [Rarity]: 0 [Required Status] Force 1 HP 20 ...... hmm? What a familiar weapon. I thought so and checked gear storage...... there was another weapon with the same name. This... was the first weapon I got in the Clan Clan. A reward item for the Dojo Breaking Event's Good Fight Play against 'Gateway Students' is Rhone's Wooden Knife... "Hey... who the hell are you" I didn't expect it because I lost, but I got a voice from the side who was a little dongyo about the subtly disappointing results. "Oh, no... miss. What the hell... what rare skills do you have? "Wow, you're mastering strong skills, aren't you? "That was cool! "Even though I lost, only one of you has fought so well against the bastard of Wind Martial Arts (Takeshi) so far" Then, a few more mercenaries (players) came together and asked me that question. The reward came to an unfortunate end, but I'm very glad to see the struggle in alchemy. That's why I smile and answer. "No, it's a mundane alchemy, right? They get stiff for some reason in my response. "Oops......" "Ya, but..." "Renki...... hmm? Something's reacting subtly. Besides, there were even people dyeing their cheeks weirdly. I don't know...... is it true you used garbage skills like alchemy? How angry you think I lied and your face turns bright red...... "Yes, no, Question Time is over. If you do, you're not wa-ta-si? "Good luck, Heavenly Lord! Well, maybe it's time we didn't go back to the" stall. " I don't know, some of the mercenary (player) reactions around me didn't make sense, but I persevere here to preach the usefulness of alchemy and decide I wouldn't even have to eat it down. Mina is right, we can't just leave it up to everyone on the Hundred Rides Night Trip, Yuji and Lily to get ready for the 'stall'. Truth is, I want to go to other companies (do it) and see what kind of tactics each attribute's martial arts (takeshi) takes. This is how I was allowed to be free, and I can't let any more Wagamama through. And then... maybe you should advertise it a little bit or something. "Oh, uh, I'm putting out a 'stall', so come check it out if you like... marked by a maid and a butler! The mercenaries (players) at the training ground listened to my propaganda and for some reason they were poking around. "Will an angel be a maid!? "What do you think, silver-haired lady! I was afraid of the mercenaries (players) asking me with some strangely compelling momentum, so I lurk behind George. I think that attitude alone deserves rudeness, and I'll just show my face and snort. "Whoa, whoa! George laughs at me nico so that he blocks the gallery from starting to roar something. "Leave the stupid men alone, it's time to get back to the 'stall'" "Come on, Heavenly Master. Let the scared, ugly monsters go back to the stalls." "Yes, sir" Thus I was left behind by Mina and George. Mina wants you to stop holding my hand to George anyway. I don't know, walking with my hands drawn between Okama and the cleric girl. It's so embarrassing to think that it might be reflected as a strangely chig-hugging sight from around. "Hey, you both don't have to hold hands..." "Oh, angel of the day. Wow, I'm worried because I'm shaky." "Heavenly Master, you'll be fine. Leave it to me." Oddly enough, Mina creates an atmosphere that looks like a caretaker sister. It's true that today, I swung the two of them so far, I even made a mock fight. If I let you go, they might think I don't know where you're going. "Yes. Thank you to 'Street' ..." When that happened, it seemed like I had no choice but to get my hands on it this time.
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354่ฉฑ ้ฌผใซ้ป„้‡‘ๆจน ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๅผทๆฌฒใ€‘ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงLvใฏ32ใจใ ใ„ใถ้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไธ€่จ€ใง่กจใ™ใชใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๅฐๅฐใ—ใฆ่‡ช่บซใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไปฃ็‰ฉใ ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใ‚ˆใ‚ŠๅฅชใฃใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใƒปใƒใƒ•ใŒ3ๅˆ†้–“ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใซๅๆ˜ ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ€‚3ๅˆ†ๅพŒใ€ๅฅชใฃใŸใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏๆŒไธปใซ่ฟ”้‚„ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚‚ๆˆปใ‚Šใพใ™: :ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น่ฃœๆญฃใ€ŽๅŠ›+10ใ€ใ€ใ€Ž็ด ๆ—ฉใ•+10ใ€ใ€ใ€Žๅˆ€่ก“็ณปใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎ้š›ใ€่ฟฝๆ’ƒใฎไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚ŠใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ€: :ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใฎใ€ๅผทๆฌฒใชใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆœญใ€‘ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใ‚ฏๆ•ฐใฏ2ๆžšใงใ™: ใ‚ใจ2ๅ›žใ€ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๅฅชใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ“ใฎใ€ ็žฌๆ™‚ใซ็Šถๆณใ‚’็†่งฃใ—ใŸๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใจ่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒซใŒใชใœ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใชใ‚ใ™ใŽใชใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ่ฟซใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคงๅˆ€ใซไฟบใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไบŒๅˆ€ใ‚’ๅˆใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฎใ‚ฃใƒณใจ็”ฒ้ซ˜ใ„้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซไบˆๆƒณไปฅไธŠใซ้‡ใ„ไธ€ๆ’ƒใŒไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’็—บใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚่…•ใ”ใจๅผ•ใใกใŽใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใชๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅˆ€ใฏๅผพใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฏๅฎ™ใธใจๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€? ๅŠ›ใฎๅทฎใŒใ ใ„ใถใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใฎ?ใ€ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๅˆใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅŠ›ๆŠผใ—ใ ใ‘ใงHPใŒใ“ใ“ใพใงๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นๅŠ›ใ‚’ใฉใ‚ŒใปใฉไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒ!?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ !ใ€ ไฟบใŒๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚จใƒซใŒๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎใ‚จใƒซใŒใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎ ใชใ‚‹ในใใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎNPCใฏใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ๆ‰‹ๅŠ ๆธ›ใ—ใ‚ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใฎใซ......ใคใ„ๅŠ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......? ใ‚ใฎNPCใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆใช......? ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰! ใ‚จใƒซใฏNPCใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’! ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใชใ„ใง!ใ€ ไปŠๅ›žใ€ใ‚จใƒซใ‚„ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใซใฏไน้œงๆ–ฌ็ตตใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใงใ•ใ›ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใจใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏๆœช็Ÿฅๆ•ฐใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใงใใ‚‹้™ใ‚Š่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใใฎๅŠนๆžœใ‚’่‚Œใงไฝ“ๆ„Ÿใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ›ๅฅชใ†ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎŸ่ทตใงใฎๆŒไธปใฎๆดป็”จๆณ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใใฎใฏๅ‚่€ƒใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎ็†็”ฑใฏใ€ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบ่‡ช่บซใฎๅผทใ•ใงๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ไธ‹ใ•ใชใ„ใจๅ–ๅผ•ใใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆใใ‚Œใชใใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใŒ็พใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๆ”ฏ้…่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ็ŸฅใฃใŸ้€”็ซฏใซๅฝผๅฅณใฏไฝ•ใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚‚ใชใๅˆƒใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใŸใ€‚ๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ตใผใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใ‚’ๅณๅบงใซ่ฅฒใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅผทใ„ไฟกๅฟตใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ‚จใƒซใ‚„ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใฆๅ–ๅผ•ใใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎไธญใงใ—ใ“ใ‚ŠใŒๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ๅพนๅบ•็š„ใซไฟบใจๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใŒใถใคใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใงๅ‡บใ—ๅˆใฃใŸๅพŒใฎๆ–นใŒ่…นใ‚’ๅ‰ฒใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใ†ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใฎNPCใ‚’ไฟบใซใ‘ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใชใ„ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใ‚’ๆœ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๅผทๆฌฒใ€‘ใงๅฅชใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆœญใฎไธŠ้™ใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏ้€ใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใ‚โ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”ใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใ€ ๅคงๅˆ€ใฎๅˆ‡ใฃๅ…ˆใŒไฟบใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใใ€่ถณๅ…ƒใซ่ตค้ป’ใ„่…•ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏๅœฐ้ขใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ—ใ€ๅณๅบงใซใ—ใฆๅทจๆœจใจ่ฆ‹ใพใŒใ†่…•ใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใถใ‚ˆใถใ‚ˆใจใ—ใŸ็ญ‹็นŠ็ถญใ‚’ไธธๅ‡บใ—ใฎๅทจๅคงใชๅณ่…•ใŒๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅˆ€่ก“ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ใšใฃใทใ‚Šใจๅ‘‘ใฟ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚ใณใ›ใ€ใ™ใใซๅทจ่…•ใŒๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฃใŸๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅ›ž้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ :ใ€็„กไธปไนๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€‘Lv20ใง็ฟ’ๅพ—......ใ€ๆญปใƒŽ็ตถใก ๆ–ฌๅพนใ€‘: :ๅ››่‚ขใ€ใพใŸใฏ้ƒจไฝใฎใ„ใšใ‚Œใ‹ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใƒ’ใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใŸๅ ดๅˆใ€็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใ€Ž้ƒจไฝๆฌ ๆใ€ใ‚’ไป˜ไธŽใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅญ—ใฎๅฆ‚ใใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ็ฎ‡ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใŒไธ€ๅฎšๆ™‚้–“ๆถˆๆป…ใ™ใ‚‹: ใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใฎ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฏใ€ๅ—ใ‘ใŸๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅธๅŽใ—ๅˆ†ๆžใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚HPใ‚’ๅ…จๆใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆถˆๆป…ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅนธใ„ใซใ‚‚็ด ๆใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไบˆๅ‚™ใฏใƒใƒƒใƒใƒชใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„กไธปไนๅˆ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅˆ€่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎไธŠไฝไบ’ๆ›ใฎ้กž? ใ„ใšใ‚Œใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธ็”จๆ„ใซๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใใฎใพใพ่‡ดๅ‘ฝๅ‚ทใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็”จๅฟƒใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๆœฌ......็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใ€ ไฟบใฎไธก่„‡ใซใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œไธ€ๆœฌใšใคใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใŒ่ ขใ„ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎไฝ™่ฃ•ใฃใทใ‚Šใฏๅดฉใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ‚ใ‹ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็Œ›ๆ”ปใฏใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‹›็ƒˆใ•ใ‚’ๅข—ใ—ใ€ใใฎ้€ฃๆ’ƒใฎใ“ใจใ”ใจใใ‚’ใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใŒๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹ใฎๅตใ€ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซๅฐ้ขจใงใ‚‚็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‰ฃๆˆŸใŒ็„กๆ•ฐใซ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใชใ„็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ€ใŒ้€šใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใฎๅ‰ฃ็ญ‹่‡ชไฝ“ใŒไธ€ๆœฌใฎๅ‰ฃใจใชใ‚Šใ€้Šƒๅผพใจใชใ‚Šใ€่พบใ‚Šใ‚’็ธฆๆจช็„กๅฐฝใซ้ง†ใ‘ๅทกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ชๅฆ‚ใจใ—ใฆ็”Ÿใ˜ใŸๅนพๆœฌใ‚‚ใฎไธญ็ฉบใ‚’้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ๅ‰ฃใฏใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใฟใ€ไฟบใŒไบ‹ๅ‰ใซไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใŠใ„ใŸ่ฆ‹ใˆใฌ็ณธใ€Ž ใ€Œใตใ‚€......ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็ณธใ‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใ‚’็‹™ใ†ๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใฏๆญขใพใชใ„ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ€ๆธ‡ๆœ›่€…ใฎๅณ่…•ใ€‘ใฎๅฝฑใซ่บซใ‚’ไผใ›ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆ้ฟใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€้™็•Œใ‚‚่ฟ‘ใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ่ช˜ใ„ใ ใ€‚ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๅผทๆฌฒใงๅฅชใ‚ใ–ใ‚‹ใ‚’ใˆใชใ„็Šถๆณใซใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒ! ๆ˜Ÿใ‚’้ชจๆŠœใ้ชธใจๅŒ–ใ™ใ€่ธŠใ‚Œใ‚„ใ‚ฟใƒญใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“! ใ‚ใ—ใฎ่™šๆง‹ใจ็พŽใซๅ •ใกใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒ!ใ€ ้ ญไธŠใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐๅˆฐๅบ•้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใ„ๆตๆ˜ŸใŒใ€่ปŠใปใฉใฎๅคงใใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹้š•็Ÿณใซใ‚‚ไผผใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ฑช้€Ÿใง่ฝใกใฆใใŸใ€‚ ็ˆ†้ขจใจ่ฝŸ้ŸณใŒ่พบใ‚Šใ‚’ๅธญๅทปใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใฏไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใช......ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใฃใฆ็„กๅ‚ทใ˜ใ‚ƒใจ?ใ€ ๆตๆ˜ŸใŒๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใซ้ฃ›ๆฅใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‹ใ‚‰่ตค้ป’ใ„ใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใŒๆปฒใฟใ ใ™ใ€‚ ๆฟ€ใ—ใ„็ˆ†้ขจใŒๆ•ฃใฃใŸๅพŒใซๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏ้กใซไธ€ๆœฌใฎ่ง’ใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚„ใ—ใŸๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’่€ใˆใใฃใŸใฎใฏ่ณž่ณ›ใซๅ€คใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใ็„กๅ‚ทใจใพใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎHPใƒใƒผใฏๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ใšใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ๅบฆใ ใ‘HPใ‚’1ๆฎ‹ใ™ใ€ๅผท่ฏ็‹‚ใ„ใ€‘ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚‚ใ‚„ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ1ใพใงๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ใฎใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใฎใ‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซไธ€ใคๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ๆ†คๆ€’ใ€‘ใฏๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซ้ฌผๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€HPใŒๅ‰Šใ‚ŒใŸๅˆ†ใ ใ‘ๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒไธŠๆ˜‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸ็‰นๆ€งใ‚’ๆŒใคใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใคใพใ‚ŠHP1ใฎๅฝผๅฅณใฏ็พๅœจใ€ๆœ€้ซ˜็ซๅŠ›ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๆ‚ ้•ทใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฅชใ‚ใšใจใฏโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€่™š้ฃพใ€‘ใŒไธ€ใคใ€ใ€ๆกƒๆบ้ƒทใฎๆžฏใ‚‰ใ—่ŠฑๆญŒใ€‘ใ€ ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆญŒใ†ใจใ€่พบใ‚Šไธ€้ขใซๆกƒ่‰ฒใฎ่ŠฑใŒ็žฌๆ™‚ใซๅ’ฒใ่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆ่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€่ฒช้ฃŸใ€‘ใง็žฌ้–“่ปข็งปใ‚’ๆ•ข่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅบงๆจ™ใฏใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใฎๅพกๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๅฑ‹ๆ นใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎ่ŠฑใŒๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใซๅฑ้™บใชๆฏ’ใ‚’ใฏใ‚‰ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚่งฆใ‚Œใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใฉใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็‚นใŒๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ‚‚ใฎใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็”˜็พŽใช้ฆ™ใ‚ŠใŒ้ผปๅญ”ใ‚’็ชใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚‚็„ก้ง„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใปใ‚Œใ€็”˜ใ„ๅคขใซ่ธŠใ‚‹ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใ€‚ ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่จ€่‘‰้€šใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎ่ฆ–็•ŒใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่Œœใกใ‚ƒใ‚“......ใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใˆใฃ!? ใกใ‚‡ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆ2ไบบใจใ‚‚่ฃธ!? ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใฏๅง‰ใ‚„ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๆฐด็€ๅงฟใงโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€”ใฃใฆใ€ๅค•่ผใซๆ™ƒๅคœใŒใƒ–ใƒผใƒกใƒฉใƒณใƒ‘ใƒณใƒ„ไธ€ไธใง่ฟซใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ†!? ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒ!? ใ‚„ใ‚ใฃใ€ใใ‚“ใชใƒ”ใƒใƒƒใƒ”ใƒใฎๅ…จ่บซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ„ใงใใ‚‹ใชใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!? ใ€Œใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!?ใ€ ใŒๆญŒใˆใฐๆกƒ่‰ฒใฎ่Šฑใ€…ใŒๅ’ฒใ่ช‡ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆกƒ่Šฑใฎ้ฆ™ใ‚Šใฏ12็ง’้–“ใฎ ๅคข่ฆ‹ๅฟƒๅœฐ ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ“ใฎๆ˜ ๅƒใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใž!? ๆ—ฉใใŠใ‚ใฃใฆใˆใˆใˆ!? ใ™ใๅ‚ใงๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ“ใ ใพใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใฆ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไฟบใฎๆ‰€ๆŒ้‡‘ใฏ็žฌๆ™‚ใซใ—ใฆ5ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใจใ„ใ†ๅคง้‡‘ใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใใ‚Œใฐไฝฟใ„ใŸใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ2ใคๆŒใก ใ€Œใœใƒผใ‚“ใถMPใ‚’ๆพใ‚Šๅ–ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŠๅพ—ๆ„ใฎๅฌๅ–š้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅฐใ˜ใŸใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใใ‚Œ็„กๆ„ๅ‘ณใงใ™ใ€ ใ ใฃใฆไฟบใฎๅพ—ๆ„ๅˆ†้‡ŽใฏMPใ„ใ‚‰ใšใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚„ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใฌใ€ๅคขใซใ†ใคใคใ‚’ๆŠœใ‹ใ—ใฆๆญปใฌใŒใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ ๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆปฒใพใ™ๅฃฐใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฏใใฎๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฟบใฏๅนปๆƒ‘ใฎไธญใซใ„ใฆใใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅถใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ›็ตๆžœใฏ่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ็›ฎใ‚’็ž‘ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฏๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅคงๅˆ€ใŒไฟบใซๅฑŠใใฎใ‹ๅพ…ใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ•ฐ็ง’ใŒ็ตŒใกใ€ๆ•ฐๅ็ง’ใŒ้ŽใŽใฆใ‚‚ใชใŠๆ–ฌ็ตตใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅˆƒใฏไฟบใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใฃใจ็›ฎใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใฏ้ป„้‡‘ใซ่ผใๆจนๆœจใŒๅŠ›ๅผทใ็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใฏใŠๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎๅฑ‹ๆ นใซๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใ‚Šใ€่ฑช่ฏ็ตข็ˆ›ใชๅ…‰ๅฝฉใ‚’ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๆœ€ๅพŒใซไฝฟใฃใŸใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏใ€ๆฌฒๆทฑใ„ ้‡‘้Š€่ฒกๅฎใงใงใใŸๅทฆ่…•ใฏใ€ไฟบใŒๆŠ•ใ˜ใŸใ‚จใ‚ฝ้‡ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใใฎๅผทใ•ใจ่ฆๆจกใ‚’ๅคงใใๅข—ๅผทใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไธŠ้™ใงใ‚ใ‚‹5ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใซๅˆฐ้”ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ป„้‡‘ๆจนใ€‘ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒ–ใ‚ธใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใซๆˆใ‚‹ไปฃ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€้ป„้‡‘ๆจนใ€‘ใฏๆ‰€ๆœ‰่€…ใซไธ€ๅฎš้–“้š”ใงใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใ€ใพใ•ใซ้ป„้‡‘ใ‚’ๅฎŸใ‚‰ใ™ๅคงๆจนใ ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซ้ป„้‡‘ๆจนใฎๅฝข็Šถใฏๆ นใ‚’ๅผตใฃใŸๅœฐๅฝขใ‚„ๅœฐ่ณชใซๅฟœใ˜ใฆๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€ไปŠใฏๅ’Œ้ขจ่ชฟใฎๅผทใ„้ป„้‡‘ๆกœใจใงใ‚‚ใ„ใˆใฐใ—ใฃใใ‚Šใใ‚‹ๅงฟใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ“ใ้ฌผใซ้‡‘ๆฃ’ใชใ‚‰ใฌใ€้ฌผใซ้‡‘ๅกŠ?ใ€
358 Episode 354: Golden Tree To The Devil Great Sin Skill [Greed]. At the time of receiving it from the [Gang King (Greedloor)], the Lv was much higher than 32. To express this ability in a nutshell, you can seal the opponent's abilities and improve their stats. : Stat Buffs stolen from the Fury Sword will be applied to you for 3 minutes. After 3 minutes, stolen abilities will be returned to the owner and the stats will return to: : Stat Correction Force +10 , Speed +10 , When attacking with a Blade Ability, a swing of the pursuit is triggered : : The remaining [Greedy Hand] stock is 2: Two more times, you can take Mr. Slash's abilities away. However, if I threw away this [Cyclonic Fury Sword], I could steal up to 3 more of their abilities, but it didn't mean that I could steal them indefinitely. Because once you take an ability, you can't take it until 24 hours have passed. Mr. Choppe who instantly understood the situation was right. Why Elle could easily make [Gleed Loa] into [Gleed Loa] was because she was greedy and unleashed a series of (...) regular attacks. It's amazing how quickly we got to the right answer, but she'll be overwhelmingly disadvantaged if she can't use her abilities easily. Taro Shishan is a naughty girl I put my two swords together with her impending Great Sword. Gin's high-pitched voice resounded, and at the same time, a heavier blow than expected numbed my hand. The sword that I was gripping with a momentum that seemed to tear my arms apart was blown away, and my body was blown into the air. Hmmm? Doesn't it seem like there's a lot of difference in power? Even if we put together a weapon, our HP would be cut by just pushing. On the other hand, how much more powerful is Chopper's status? "Oniichan!?" It's okay, it's okay! Elle screamed when she saw that I was blown away, but her [Night Fork Pair] members (NPCs) were torn apart, so she giggled. I told you not to kill the [Night Forks] NPCs as much as possible... but did you lose your strength...? That NPC didn't kill you, did it...? "It's okay! Elle is against the NPC!" But don't kill me! " This time, I asked Elle and Kralls to fight the Nine Mist Slaying Paintings one-on-one. Because her major sins skills are unknown, and I want to experience their effects on my skin as much as I can. If we are going to take it away anyway, it is helpful to look at how to use it in practice. And the other reason was that Mr. Choppe had an atmosphere that seemed to respond to the deal if I didn't give her my own strength. After all, when Lucky Luciano showed up and found out that I was the ruler of this city, she turned her blade without any hesitation. You decided to attack me instantly because you had a strong belief that you wanted to get this city. Even if you hit Elle and everyone else's power to make a deal, there might still be a lump in her. That's because I thought it would be easier to break my belly and talk after thoroughly bumping into me and Choppe-san until we could get out of each other. I'm sure she'd better do that. And it seems that she doesn't want to impress me with the Night Forks NPC, but she also wants one-on-one. If she knew the maximum amount of cards she could steal with the Great Sin Skill [Greed], her aim would be clear. "Wake up ---- [Craver's right arm]" Drop your red and black arms at your feet faster than the tip of your sword catches me. It absorbs everything on the ground and instantly becomes a giant tree. A giant right arm with a puffy muscle fiber swallowed up Picture Slicer's sword technique abilities. A sword yawned, and the slash painter immediately avoided the fist wielded by his giant arm. : [Ninjutsu Skill] Acquired with Lv20... [Death Extinguishing Slash]: : When an attack is hit on any of the extremities or parts, a condition abnormality 'site defect' is inflicted. As the script says, the point where it was slashed will disappear for a certain amount of time: The ability of the [Craver's Right Arm] absorbs and analyzes incoming attacks. It's the type that disappears when it loses all of its HP, but fortunately, it has a lot of materials, so the spare is perfect. Even so, I had never heard of the Nine Knives Skill. Higher level compatible swordsmanship skills? In any case, it was better to recognize that inadvertently taking a slashing blow from Masato-san would lead to fatal injuries. "Wake up... for the sake of caution, [Craver's right arm]" Even though one [Craver's Right Arm] was stupid on each side of me, there was not a lot of room for Chopper. On the contrary, Slash Picture-san's onslaught increased in ferocity, and [Craver's Right Arm] took all of the blows. I could say that it was a storm of sword muscles. There were countless swordshells that appeared as if a typhoon had struck, mainly Masaru-san. If the sword passes through the empty space, the sword itself becomes a single sword, a bullet, and runs vertically and endlessly around the area. Suddenly, a few swords flying through the air chopped [Craver's right arm], cutting off the invisible thread that I had set up in advance, "Thread limbs and corpses". "Hmm... if you think you're setting something up, is this yarn?" While throwing such a question, the slashing aimed at me did not stop. I managed to avoid it by lying in the shadow of [Craver's Right Arm], but I was close to my limit. But this was obviously an invitation. You're trying to drive me into a situation where I can't help but take away my culpable skills. "Here, followed by one of the Great Sins Skills [Horny Beauty]!" [Star skeleton]! Turn the stars into skeletons, dance, and taro shams! And you will fall into my horny beauty! " Looking overhead, a meteor that could not be avoided fell at a speed similar to a meteorite the size of a car. The blast and roar swept around, but I was protected by the [Curse Tree Realm (Nephiloto) 's Okinawa], which reflected my abilities only once. "W-What... did you eat that and it was intact?" At the same time that the meteor flies towards the slash picture, the red and black aura oozes out from her body. After the violent blast was dispersed, the only thing left was a slash painter with a horn on his forehead. You deserve praise for enduring that attack, but you weren't as intact as I was. There are only a few bars of her HP left. "Kaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa!" But I'll tell Tarosha one thing. The Great Sin Skill [Rage] is basically demonized, and it has the attribute of increasing attack power by the amount of HP lost. " In other words, she currently boasts the highest firepower at HP1. "Tarosha is too long." Without taking it away from you, there's one great sin skill: [Horny Beauty], [Tao Gengo's Deadly Flower Anthem]. " When Masaki-san sings, peach-colored flowers instantly blossom on all sides. In order to stay alert and keep my distance, I dared to make an instantaneous transition with the Great Sin Skill [Phagocytosis]. The coordinates were [Night Fork Set] 's roof. It doesn't matter how dangerous the flower poisoned it is if it isn't touched. If the point of view changes to something that looks down on the pictures, the sweet scent will pierce the nostrils. It's no use keeping your distance. Come on, dance to your sweet dreams. The next moment. As Chopper-san said, my sight was filled with a lot of Mina...... What!? Hey, why are you both naked!? Furthermore, even Sister and Lily are wearing swimsuits --------, Yukihito's boomerang pants are closing in on the night!? Why would George!? Stop it, you're wearing such a squeaky full-body tights!? "You're getting closer than that!?" : If the Succubus sings, the peach blossoms will bloom. The fragrance of peach blossoms gives a 12-second dreamy feeling (fantasy) and absorbs all of your life (MP): I see, it's a fantasy. Even if you know, this footage is a lot of fun!? Hurry up and wake up!? Right next to it, Mr. Choppe's voice was muffled, and I had no choice but to slash off the (...) items I had left behind. At the same time, several logs flow, but I ignore them all and accept the pre-set value of 50,000 Eso. Then I instantly lost 50,000 Eso in my possession. An item I didn't want to use if I could, but it was a battle against a mercenary (player) with two heavy sin skills. It wasn't a level I could spare to win. Since you squeezed out your MP, you've sealed off the summoning magic that Taro-chan is so good at. "No, that's pointless." Because my specialty is alchemy without MPs. "I've come all the way here to make a fool of myself." Die boringly, in your dreams. " Together with his dazed voice, Mr. Choppe must have put the slash on it. Of course, I'm in a fantasy and I can't see it. After all, I can see the result, so I meditate and wait for her sword to reach me. After a few seconds, even after a few dozen seconds, I didn't shake Mr. Chopper's blade. When I opened my eyes, the golden trees immediately stood in front of me. It has its roots on the roof of the mansion and a magnificent glow. The last item I used was an alchemy creature based on the left arm of the greedy Gangster (Greedlore) [the winner's left arm]. The left arm made of gold and silver treasure greatly enhances its strength and scale depending on the amount of Eso I threw. Furthermore, if it reaches the upper limit of 50,000 Eso, it is a substitute for objects such as [Golden Tree]. The [Golden Tree] is the very big tree that produces gold, bringing eso to its owners at regular intervals. Incidentally, since the shape of the golden tree changes according to the rooted terrain and geology, it is now a solid figure when it comes to golden cherry blossoms with a strong Japanese style. It's beautiful, isn't it? This is the devil's golden club, the devil's golden nugget?
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31่ฉฑ ๆญฃไฝ“ไธๆ˜Ž ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ใ€Žไธๆ˜Žใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๆœช็Ÿฅใ€ใฃใฆๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€็งใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏใ€Žไธๆ˜Žใ€ใŒ่ฉฒๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ๆœฌๅใฎๆ–นใฏ ใพใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ฉฑใฏใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใฃใ‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๅนดใง้ซ˜ๆ กไธ€ๅนด็”ŸใซใชใฃใŸ็งใฏใ€็ตถ่ณ›่ฉฑ้กŒๆฒธ้จฐไธญใฎVRใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซใƒใƒžใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใฏๆœใ‚’่‡ช็”ฑใซๅฝฉ่‰ฒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็งใฏๅ…ƒใ€…ใ€ใ€Žไป–ใฎ่ชฐใจใ‚‚่ขซใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ† ใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚“ใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹็†็”ฑใฏไบบใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็งใฏ่‰ฒใซ้ญ…ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒๅนณ็ญ‰ใซใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฎๅทกใ‚Šใ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ใ“ใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ€ๅนด็ซฏใ‚‚ใ‚†ใ‹ใชใ„ใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ไบŒไบบใฎใŠ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไบ‹ใฎๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆœฌไฝใชๆๆกˆใŒ็™บ็ซฏใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ่จ€ใ†ใพใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œๆกไปถใจใฏใ€ใใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ†ใˆใงใฎ็ด ๆๆŽกๅ–ใซๅŒ่กŒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ“ใจใ€ ็งใŒๆผ”ใ˜ใ‚‹ๅฆ–่‰ถใชใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใฏใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏใ“ใ‚“ใชๆกไปถใ‚’้กงๅฎขใซ่จ€ใ„ใ ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็งใฏๆ•ขใˆใฆใใ‚“ใช็ชๆ‹ๅญใ‚‚ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ๆ „ใˆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใชๅผทใ•ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็ฐ่‰ฒใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใฎๆŸ“่‰ฒไพ้ ผใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹้กงๅฎขใฏ่ฒด้‡ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใธ?ใ€ ไปŠๅ›žใฎไพ้ ผไธปใŒใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎไพ้ ผไธปใฏ ไปฎใซๅฝผๅฅณใŒ้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็Ÿฅไบบใงใฏใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€่ชฐใ ใฃใฆ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒๆนงใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใŠใจใŽใฎๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใใฎใพใพๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€้Š€้ซชใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒชใฎๆ•ฐๅคšใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใซใฏๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใ€ไธ€็›ฎใงใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹้ก”ใฎ้€ ใ‚Šใ€‚ ็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅนผๅฅณใ ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใช็พŽๅงซใซๅฏ„ใ‚Šๆทปใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ฒ›ใ€…ใจใใฎๅ‹•ๅ‘ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹็ฅžๅฎ˜ๅงฟใฎ้‡‘้ซชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎๅ™จ้‡ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๅŒใ˜ๅฅณใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฐ†ๆฅใŒๆœ‰ๆœ›ใใ†ใ ใจๆœŸๅพ…ใ›ใšใซใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใŠใŠใ‚€ใญใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใง่‡ชใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚’้€ ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใ‚‚ไปฎๆƒณใ‚‚้€ ใ‚Š็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใจใฏๅคง้•ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบ็ต„ใ‹ใ‚‰ไพ้ ผใŒใใŸใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏ่‰ฒๅฝฉๅฑ‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅธธ้“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚ŒใŸๅ•†ๅฃฒใ‚’ๅ–ถใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ๆˆ‘ใŒ่บซใจใ—ใฆใฏใ€ๅฏ„ใ‚Š้“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡็š„ใซไบ‹ใ‚’้€ฒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅธธใงใ‚ใ‚‹็งใงใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใฟใŸใใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ใƒผใ„ใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ€ๅทจไบบใฎๅข“ๅ ดใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใธใ€ ใ‚ใ–ใจใŠใฉใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅนฝ้œŠใ‚„ใใฎ้กžใ‚’ๆ€–ใŒใ‚‹ๅนด้ ƒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใซใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็„ก็†ๅผทใ„ใฏใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใˆใฆใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅญไพ›ใซใจใฃใฆใฏๆ€–ใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฅใ‚ขใƒณใ‚นใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œ่กŒใใพใ™! ๅœฐใฎๆžœใฆใพใงใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใพใ™!ใ€ ไบˆๆƒณใซๅใ—ใฆใ€้Š€้ซชใฎใŠๅงซๆง˜ใฏ ไบˆๆƒณใซๅใ—ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎ้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใซใฏใ€ๆˆฆ้—˜ๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใจ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ๆœŸใŒใ‚ใŸใ—ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๆต…ใๅคข่ฆ‹ใ—ๅข“ๅ ดใ€ใฎๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใฆๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใ€‚ MPใฎๆธฉๅญ˜ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏMPใฎ่‡ชๅ‹•ๅ›žๅพฉใŒ้€Ÿใ„ใ€‚ใ‚†ใˆใซไฝฟใˆใ‚‹้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏๅบ็›คใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡่‰ฏใใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใ‚’ๆ”ป็•ฅใ—ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใชใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใƒ”ใƒณใƒใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚„ใฃใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’่กŒไฝฟใ—ใŸใจใŠใ‚‚ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใŸใฎใฏๅˆ็ดš้ญ”ๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใŸใงใ™ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€ ใ—ใฆใ€ๅคงๅ–œใณใ™ใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็งใฏๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใพใงๅˆฅๆฎตๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงๆˆฆ้—˜ใซๅ–ใ‚Š็ต„ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆ็งใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไบŒไบบใฎๆˆฆ้—˜่ƒฝๅŠ›ใซไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’่ฆšใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚็ด ๆๆŽก้›†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€็„กไบ‹ใซใ“ใฎๅญใŸใกใจๅธฐ้‚„ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ็›ฎ็š„ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†? ็›ฎ็š„ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใ‚คใจใ„ใ†ๅก—ๆ–™ใฏใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใชใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆ—ขใซ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใƒขใƒ–ๆ•ตใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใฏใจใฃใใซ็‹ฉใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆใฎๅ†’้™บใซ่ˆˆๅฅฎใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’้š ใ•ใชใ„ไบŒไบบใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ€้‡Žๆšฎใช็™บ่จ€ใฏๆŽงใˆใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใƒปใƒ€ใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚ฐใƒฌใ‚คใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจๆœ€ๅฅฅใฎๆ–นใ ใจไบˆๆƒณใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ“ใฎPTใงใฏใใ“ใพใง่พฟใ‚Šใฏใคใ‘ใชใ•ใใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ๆ „้คŠๅ‰คใจใ—ใฆใฎ็ด ๆใซใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใจใ€ใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŸใกใฃใฆๅทจไบบๆ—? ใฎๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅฆ™ใซ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆ–นใฏ็ด ๆใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ่ชฟในใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฐŽใใ ใ™็ญ”ใˆใŒ้‹ญใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใŒๅทจไบบใฎๅข“ๅ ดใ ใจๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ไบ‹ๅ‰ใซ่€ณใซใงใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใปใ…ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏ้“็†ใง......ใ€ ใ“ใ“ใฎใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใŸใกใŒๅทจไบบใฎๅฅด้šทใ ใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใฏๅˆ่€ณใ ใŒใ€็ดๅพ—ใฎใ„ใ็ต่ซ–ใ ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใฏๅทจไบบใฎ ใใ‚“ใชๆ€่€ƒใซใตใ‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅฅ‡ๅฆ™ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€ฅใซๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใŠๅผๅฝ“็ฎฑใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸใ€Ž็™ฝใ„้ชจใ€ใ‚’ใใฎใพใพๅ…ฅใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒผใ‚ฏใ‚„ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ€ใ‚นใƒ—ใƒผใƒณใงๅˆบใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅฉใ„ใŸใ‚Šใจๆ€ชใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ‚€ใƒผใ‚“......็ด ๆใ‚’็ฐกๆ˜“็š„ใซๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใฟใพใ—ใŸใŒใ€็‰นใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚‚ใชใ•ใใ†ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€ŒๅผทๅŒ–? ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ ใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ„ใพใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„็™บ่จ€ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใ€ใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉ็งใฎไธญใงใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ„ใใ†ใกใซใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏ่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€็ด ๆใฎๅผทๅŒ–ใชใฉใ‚‚ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰้žๅธธใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใธใจๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎไธๆ€่ญฐใช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใจ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ—ใŸใใ€ๅฅฅใธใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸ็งใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚“ใชใ‚Šใ€็ถบ้บ—ใชๅคง่ผชใฉใ™ใ‡ใ€ ้€ ใ‚Š็‰ฉใฎๅฃ่ชฟใงใ€‚ ้€ ใ‚Š็‰ฉใงใชใ„ๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ้žๅŠน็Ž‡็š„ใชๅ†’้™บใงใ‚ใฃใŸใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฎไธญใงใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๅˆฅใซใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใใ†ๆ€ใˆใ‚‹็จ‹ใซ็ด ็›ดใซๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๆœฌ้Ÿณใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไปŠใงใ™!ใ€ ็ซ่ŠฑใฎๅตใŒ็ง้”ใซ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใใชใ‹ใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅ‘†ใ‘ใŸ็งใ‚’ ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้šฃใงใฏใ€ไธ€็”Ÿๆ‡ธๅ‘ฝใซๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใฎ่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้‡‘้ซช็ฅžๅฎ˜ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅŠน็Ž‡ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๆถˆ่€—ใ‚’ๆœ€ๅฐ้™ใซใ—ใฆใ•ใฃใ•ใจใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒไธŠ็ญ–ใชใฎใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ใ€ใ“ใฎPTใฎ็ซๅŠ›ใ˜ใ‚ƒ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎไธญใงไบŒ็•ช็›ฎใซ้ซ˜็ซๅŠ›ใชใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ๅˆ€่บซใŒๆผ†้ป’ใซๆŸ“ใพใ‚Šใ€ๅๅ…ญๅ›žใซใ‚ใŸใ‚Š็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๅˆปใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€HPใฎ2ๅ‰ฒใปใฉใ‚’ๅ‰Šใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่Šฑ็ซใง2ๅ‰ฒใ€็งใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใŒๅ…จ้ƒจๅ‘ฝไธญใ—ใฆ2ๅ‰ฒใ€‚ ๅˆบ็ชใ‚’ใƒกใ‚คใƒณใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใŒ็‚นใฎๆงใฏไธ€ๆ’ƒใฎ็ซๅŠ›ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚่–™ๅˆ€ใฏ้ขใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ‚†ใ‚‹่–™ใŽๆ‰•ใ„ๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใฏๅบƒใ„ใŒๆงใซใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธ้‡ใฏๅŠฃใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ๅฏพๅคšใซใฏๅ„ช็ง€ใชๆญฆๅ™จใ ใŒใ€ไธ€ๅฏพไธ€ใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใซใฏๆœ€้ฉใจใฏ่จ€ใˆใชใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ ใ€‚ ้ ญ้ƒจใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ‚‚ใชใŠใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่‡จๆˆฆๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ๅทจๅคงใช้ชธ้ชจใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆๅŒใ˜ๆŠ€ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏใ€็ขบๅฎŸใซๅๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆ็งใฏใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ‚Ÿใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆœชใ ใซ็”Ÿๅญ˜ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๆžœๆ•ขใซๆ•ตใฎ ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎHPใฏใŸใ„ใ—ใฆๅ‰Šใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒๅŠ›ใŒใ€ใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใฎ้ ‘ไธˆใ•ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใฆใปใจใ‚“ใฉใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใŒ้€šใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚้ ผใฟใฎ็ถฑใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒ้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒไฝฟใˆใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†็ฅžๅฎ˜ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ€ๆœชใ ใซๅˆ็ดš้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’ใกใพใกใพใจๆ’ƒใก็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚ใ€ๅฐใ•ใชใ‚ใฎๅญใŸใกใ‚’ๅฉใใคใถใใ†ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚„่ถณใงๅœฐ้ขใซ้™ฅๆฒกใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€้ฟใ‘็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆœฌๆฅใฏใจใฆใ‚‚้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใฃใ€ ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใฏ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ˆใ„ๆ•ตใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฎๅ›ž้ฟ็Ž‡ใฏใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใซ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใฎใ‚คใƒ‹ใ‚ทใ‚ขใƒใƒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚ฎใƒชใง้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹็Šถๆณใชใฎใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใฏใใฃใฏใฃใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ๆฌก!ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„! ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใฃใ€ ใ‚ใฎๆญณใงใ€ใ‚ใฎใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใชใ ใ‘ใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ด”็ฒ‹ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ๅญไพ›ใŒๅคงไบบใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคšๅคงใช้›†ไธญๅŠ›ใ‚’็™บๆฎใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใชใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใƒƒใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซ?ใ€ ใซใจใฃใฆใฏ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’่ปขใŒใ‚Šใพใ‚ใ‚‹้ฌฑ้™ถใ—ใ„ๅฐๅ‹•็‰ฉใใ‚‰ใ„ใซใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็›ฎใ–ใ‚ใ‚Šใ ใจใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซ้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ้š™ใซ้‡‘้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ‚„ใ‚„ๅพŒๆ–นใซใ•ใŒใ‚Šใคใคใ€ๆ•ตใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’่บฑใ™ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฉ ๅ”ฑใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ไผผใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚‚ๅฎŒ็’งใซใ‹ใ‚ใ™ใ“ใจใฏใงใใšใ€ใ™ใงใซHPใฏใƒฌใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚พใƒผใƒณใ€‚ใŸใฃใŸใฎ1ๆ’ƒใงHPใฏ7ๅ‰ฒใŒๅ‰Šใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ‹!ใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ‹ใ‚‰็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ ใŒใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒ็งใซ้ซ˜ไพกใชใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณ? ใ‚’ๆƒœใ—ใ’ใ‚‚ใชใๆนฏๆฐดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใงๅ€’ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„็ด ๆใฏๅคงใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคฑใฃใŸใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๆ•ฐใจ้กใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅผ•ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚่ตคๅญ—ใ ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๆ•ตใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใ‚‹็ฌ‘ใฟใŒ้›„ๅผใซ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ตถๅฏพใซใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงๅทจๅคงใชๆ•ตใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅ€’ใ™ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ„ใ€ ๅฟƒๅบ•ใ€ใ“ใฎใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใงๅ†’้™บใŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซใ€ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้Š€ใฎๅงซๅ›ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ€–ใ„ใงใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใŒไธ€็ท’ใชใ‚‰ใ€ ใƒ“ใ‚ฏใคใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚็ขบๅ›บใŸใ‚‹ๆ„ๅฟ—ใงใ€้Š€้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎใŠๅฝนใซๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚็ซ‹ใจใ†ใจไธๅ™จ็”จใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹้‡‘้ซชใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ็งใจใฏ้•ใฃใฆใ•ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ„ใ„ใฎใงใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚’ใฒใใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‹!?ใ€ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใซ้ ผใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡ใซ็ธ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆ......ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅฟƒใ‚‚ๅ‡ใ‚Šๅ›บใพใฃใŸใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ๆฅฝใ—ใ„ใชใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“!?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ‚Œใฏใ‚Œใ€ไปปใ›ใฆใŠใใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎMPใฎๅคงๅŠใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไฝฟใ†ใชใ‚‰ไปŠใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€‘ใฎๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€‚ ่–ๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ๅฎฟใ™ใ“ใฎๆญฆๅ™จใฏใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰็ณป็ตฑใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซๅฏพใ—ใฆๆœ‰็”จใชๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’่ฃ…ๅ‚™่€…ใฎMPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅˆ€่บซใ ใ‘ใงใชใใ€ๆŸ„ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒๆทกใ„็™ฝใฎใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹็งใฎ ๅˆƒใจ่…•ใŒๆฟ€็ชใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒณใฃใจไนพใ„ใŸ้Ÿณใจใจใ‚‚ใซ็œฉใ„็™ฝๅ…‰ใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ณช้‡็š„ใซใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„็พ่ฑกใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅทจๅคงใชๆ•ตใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ่…•ใ‚’่ตท็‚นใซๅผพใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฏๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใงใฏใชใใ€ๅˆ€่บซใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰ๅฑžๆ€งใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ใฉใ‚“ใชใซ่ณช้‡ๅทฎใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไปฃ็‰ฉใ€‚ ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ“ใใชใ„ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใฎใƒ”ใƒณใƒใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†้š›ใซไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใซใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆญฆๅ™จใซๅฎฟใ‚‹ๅŠนๆžœใฎๆ™‚้–“ใฏใŸใฃใŸใฎ10็ง’ใ€‚ ใ™ใงใซ5็ง’ใŒ็ตŒ้Žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ไธ€ๅ›žใ€ไบŒๅ›žใจ่–™ๅˆ€ใ‚’้–ƒใ‹ใ›ใ€ๆ•ตใ‚’ๅคงใใ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐ! ้•ทใใฏใ‚‚ใŸใฌใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™!ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใซ่ญฆๅ‘Šใ‚’็™บใ—ใŸใจใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็งใฎ็›ฎใซ็„ผใใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฏ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๆกœ่‰ฒใฎๆจช็ฌ›ใ‚’ๅฃๅ…ƒใซๆทปใˆใ€้Ÿณ่‰ฒใ‚’ๅฅใงๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅทจไบบใŸใกใฎๅข“ๆ‰€ใง้Š€้บ—ใฎๅงซๅ›ใŒๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ ๆœˆใจ้Š€โ€”โ€” ใ€Œใด~~~~~~ใดใ‚ใดใฃ~~~ใดใ‚ใ‰~~ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญๆฐใฎๅ่ช‰ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€ใƒ“ใ‚ธใƒฅใ‚ขใƒซใ ใ‘ใฏ็พŽ้บ—ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใซ้Ÿณๆฅฝใฎๆ‰่ฆšใฏใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ :ๆˆฆๆ…„ใฎ่ชฟในใ€ๆœˆๅคœใฎๆ™ฉใซใ€‘ใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใใ‚“ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใง็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹่ฑกใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ‚Œใ€็งใฏ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—้š ใ™ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใจๅ…ฑใซๆˆฆใ†ๅคœใฏใ€ใ’ใซๅฟƒ่‰ฏใ—ใ€‚
31 31 Stories, Unidentified. I am Announ. Announce means' unknown 'or' unknown ', but I wonder if' unknown 'applies in my case. The real name is Yasuno. I don't care about that story. Being a freshman in high school this year, I'm an admirable talking VR game. I'm hooked on Clan Clan. I am free to color my clothes in this game. I originally had a "I don't want to wear it with anyone else" restraint (obsession) and I started doing "bizarre" fashion from around me when I was in middle school. People have their own reasons for playing online games, but I was fascinated by the colors. And more importantly, in the Clan Clan everyone is equal and nobody (...). What kind of tour? I dreamed shallow of this place, and the two young ladies were supposed to be babysitting. Of course, it goes without saying that my intriguing proposal is the starting point. "Condition is to be accompanied by the material collection in making the colour" The luscious announ I play doesn't usually tell customers these conditions. But I dared say something that didn't even clap. Substantial strength, more than looks. That is the world that prevails. Because in such a gray world, customers who cared about appearance and asked me to dye their gear were valuable. "To where? This time my client had his neck clenched with Kyoton. Yes, this time my client was an incredibly poor girl who knew that (...) Iron Blood George. Even if she's not an acquaintance of Iron Blood George, anyone will be interested. A silver-haired princess, as if she had come straight out of the land of fairies. A facial construction that you can see is a real module at a glance, not present in the numerous parts of Calacri. She is an immortal beauty. And a blonde girl in clergy who watches the trend solemnly so as to lean against such a beautiful princess. This one has quite the amount of instrumentation, and as the same woman, I can't help but hope that the future looks promising. I guess I roughly created my own character with real modules. Reality and virtuality are very different from mine, which is a creation. If only such a pair had requested it. As a person who usually runs a business that is off the main road, I can't afford to stop by, and I want to try to act together even when it's common for me to move things forward efficiently. "Frightened, to a place rumored to be a graveyard of giants" To deliberately stand aside, I try to tell the destination, including teasing the girls who are also scared of ghosts and their kind. I don't want to be forced, so I'll include nuances that I dare to say it could be a scary place for a child. "I'm going! I will follow you to the end of the earth! Contrary to expectations, the silver-haired princess had eaten her cheeks. Contrary to expectations, there's something wrong with these two. There was also a time for me to wonder if that Iron Blood George acquaintance was there as well. Minutes after launching the strategy of "Shallow Dreams Graveyard". I thought I was keeping the MP warm, but this clan clan recovers quickly from the MP. I would like to use the magic that I can use from the beginning and attack the dungeon efficiently, but when I saw it as a pinch of silver hair, I finally exercised the magic, and it was the primary magic that activated it. "Yes, Angel." Kill Mob and look at the two delighted girls. I think. It's not like I've been out of my hands before, but I think I'm serious about the fight. Finally, I was starting to get anxious about these two fighting abilities. Rather than gathering material, is it likely that the goal will be to return safely with these kids? You may already know that the paint you want, called Skeleton Dark Gray, doesn't come out of the skeleton. Anyway, Mob, he's the enemy, so the skeletons here are hunting it all down. But I'll keep my wild remarks in front of the two of you who won't hide the color of excitement on your first adventure. If Skeleton Dark Gray were to drop, I'd be anticipating the deepest one, but I don't seem to get that far on this PT. "No. But I wonder if I found out it would be a material as a nutrient. And the skeletons here are giants? although they were slaves." Still, oddly enough, if you have silver hair, I'll show you the bare gesture from earlier that I'm researching the ingredients carefully. The answer to lead further is sharp. Was it even in my ear beforehand that this was rumored to be the graveyard of giants? "Ho, that makes sense..." The fact that the skeletons here were giant slaves is a first, but convincing conclusion. Because there are so many large skeletons that we can only call giant skeletons. With all that thought, silver hair once again behaves oddly. Suddenly take out the adorable lunchbox and start putting in the 'white bone' collected from the skeleton as it is. Besides, he did suspicious things like stabbing, cutting and slapping with forks, knives and spoons. "Hmmm... I've tried to simplify the material, but it doesn't seem to make any particular difference" "Reinforce? Reinforce the material? I think I just heard a hell of a statement. Apparently, silver hair is mastering alchemy skills. Um, trash skills. But in me, as I listened to Silver Hair, the alchemy image changed from something that I could also enhance the material to something very interesting, unlike what I had heard. A little more, I wanted to act with these strange beautiful girls, and it was me who decided to move on to the back. "Hang in there, beautiful big wheel." In the tone of the creation. Leaks out thoughts about not being made. It was an inefficient adventure, if you're going to be killed in this sight, fine. It came out of my mouth so honestly that it seemed so, my true meaning. "Mr. Announ, it's now! As the spark storm poured down on us, your silver hair skipped instructions to scold me. Next to Silver Hair, there was a blonde cleric who was working hard to start chanting spells. If you're thinking about efficiency, it's best to minimize gear and item wear and get killed. Anyway, it's almost impossible to scrape off the HP of El Wightwalker, a huge tracker with the firepower of this PT. It unleashes the second highest firepower Ability of my knife skills. Your torso stains pitch black and chops up your opponent sixteen times. After all, I just finished scraping about 20% of my HP. 20% with your silver hair fireworks, 20% with all my abilities hit. Spears with a point of attack range, mainly spikes, have a high firepower of one blow. The sword has a wide range of attack on the surface, so to speak, cutting it off, but the damage to the spear is inferior. A weapon of excellence on a one-on-one basis, but not ideal for one-on-one combat. Even if I lose my head, it should be noted that looking up at the giant skeleton coming at me in a battle stance here and rolling out the same moves again, I realize that I will definitely be killed in the face of a counterattack. Quite how, we still survive against the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker. Silver hair dares to enter the enemy's nose and flirt. The opponent's HP is often not shredded. This attack can barely handle the damage due to its sturdiness over there. The priest, who would be able to use the offensive magic of the Pledge of Request, still continues to shoot the elementary magic properly. However, they continue to desperately avoid the attack of El Wightwalker, a giant tracking deceased who is causing her to fall to the ground with her hands and feet in an attempt to crush the little ones. But it's inherently very difficult to keep avoiding it. "Ha ha." Though silver hair has a quickness. Silver hair that keeps moving is amazing just because you are a duller enemy than you are. Mr Taro's avoidance rate does not mean that there is an overwhelmingly faster initiative than his opponent's. Rather, even though it is a critical and avoided situation. "Ha ha ha. Mina, next! "Yes! Angels." At that age, that player skill. I think about it a lot. No, maybe it's just desperate. I wonder if it's a pattern that kids exert a lot more concentration than adults because they're pure. "Mina, are you okay? I know you only think of it as a depressing little animal rolling around your feet for the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker, but he's still attacking you silver-haired for saying it's an aim. Blonde begins chanting as she moves slightly backwards in that gap, getting ready to attack her enemies. I'm similar, but I can't be perfected, and HP is already in the red zone. HP shredded 70% in just one shot. Moreover, even if the hit determination is indirectly scratched due to loss of (kawawa), 30% will be shredded. "Are you okay! This has been going on for a while, but the silver hair is expensive potion for me? will be used like hot water at all costs. Even if you defeat the giant tracking deceased El Wightwalker here, the items and materials you drop are no big deal. Less than that, minus the number and amount of potions lost, it's a deficit, no matter what you think. But there was a grin eloquently speaking about looking at your silver-haired enemies. Absolutely when you defeat a huge enemy with this member. "Are you having fun?" Sincerely, the Silver Princess replies cheerfully, delighted that an adventure is being made in this member. "I'm scared, but if the angels are with me," A blonde with a clumsy grin trying to help her silver hair at all, with a freaking but firm will. Unlike me. "Mr. Announ, can't you pinch him just a little bit?!? But I don't seem to be any other person either. For some reason, I am delighted to be relied upon by this child (Mr. Tallo). "Since when, tied to efficiency... my heart has hardened too" Sure, it's fun. "Mr. Announ!? "I'll take care of it." I consume the majority of my MP, but now is the only time if I want to use it. The unique abilities of my sword. This weapon, which houses the Holy Class, can be activated by consuming the MP of the equipped person with a useful unique ability against monsters of the undead lineage. Not only is he full, but even the pattern is wrapped in a pale white aura. The moment the blade and arm clash, a dazzling white light occurs along with a shank-dried sound. An unlikely phenomenon occurs in mass. It begins when a giant enemy is bounced off his cut arm. This ability is not an attack ability, but a substitute for knocking back monsters of the Undead attribute touched by their self, no matter how massive the difference. Don't damage it, it helped this ability over and over again when saving your buddy's pinch. The effect of staying in the weapon lasts only 10 seconds. Five seconds have already passed. Plus, flash the sword once or twice to keep it away from us, and bullet the enemy wide. "Mr. Tallo! It won't take long! When I issued her a warning, it burned in my eyes. Mr. Taro was accompanied by a clear cherry cross whistle on his mouth, and he was beginning to play the tone. In the graveyard of the giants, the princess of Silver Li blows a magic whistle under the moonlight. Moon and silver. "Pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi, pi" It didn't seem like it. To Mr Taro's honor, only the visuals were beautiful. But maybe she doesn't have musical talent. : Examination of the wars [on the evening of the month and night] has been activated: Check horizontally that such a log flows. Once again unknown events, items are used and I hide bitter laughter. Fighting with them is a good night for you.
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ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใฎๆธฉๅบฆใฎไฝŽใ•ใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใจใ€ใจใซใ‹ใใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸ็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ€ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ ใ€ๆœˆใฎ็ฒพ้œŠใ‚ฆใƒซใƒ‰ใฎๅŠ›ใซ็ฅ็ฆใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่Šฑๅผใ€‚ๅคชๅคใ‚ˆใ‚Šไบบใ€…ใซๆญ“ๅ–œใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ™ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎๆทกใ„่ผใใฏใ€ๆœฌๆฅใฎ่Šฑๅผใ‚’้žๅธธใซ ๆœˆใฎ็ฒพ้œŠใ‚ฆใƒซใƒ‰......ๅฆ–็ฒพใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใฏ็ฒพ้œŠใจใ‚‚ไผšใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ็‰นๆ€งใฏ้žๅธธใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ„......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซ้–ขใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ใ‚‹่จ˜่ฟฐใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......? ใ ใŒใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ใฉใ†ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๆดปใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅ…จใ ใฃใฆใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ใคใพใ‚“ใ ่Šฑๅผใ‚’ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใธใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใƒชใƒผใฃใจ่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใช~ใ€ ใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใ€ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใจ็›ธๆ€งใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใช็ด ๆใฏ......ใฃใจใ€‚ ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซ็ด ๆใ‚’้ †ใ€…ใซๅทกใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€้‡œใฎไธญใฎ็ฉบๆจกๆง˜ใ‚’ ็ตๆžœใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ†ใ›ใ„ใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€ไปฅๅค–ใ€็›ธๆ€งใฎ่‰ฏใ„ใƒขใƒŽใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€‚ ใชใฎใงใ€้‡‘็ฒ‰ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚‰ใƒผใฃใจๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ€‚ ๆœฌๆ—ฅใฎ้‡œ็ฉบๆจกๆง˜ใฏ่–„็ด…ใซๆšฎใ‚Œใ‚‹้ป„้‡‘่‰ฒใ€‚ ใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‚’่ธใพใˆใฆใ€ๅผฑ็ซใ€‚ ใพใœใพใœใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใใจใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคใ€่‰ฒใŒๆš—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใœใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ไธ€ๅˆ†ใ€‚้‡œใฎไธญใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใฃใฝใ„......ใ€ ็ด…ใ„็…™ใŒใƒขใ‚ฏใƒขใ‚ฏใจใŸใกใ“ใ‚ใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใซ่‡ณใฃใŸใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€+ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ†ใ›ใ„ใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€ใฎๅˆๆˆใซๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: :็ด ๆใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ๅคฑๆ•—ใƒญใ‚ฐใซ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚จใ‚ฝใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ่ฒด้‡ใชใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’ไธ€ๆžšใƒญใ‚นใƒˆใ—ใŸใ“ใจใฏ็—›ๆ‰‹ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™่ก“ใ€ใ‚’ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ—ฉใๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซไฟบใฏๆญ“ๅ–œใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ‚“? ๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใŸใฎใซๅ–œใถใ‚“ใฎใ‰ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใฃใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใใ‚ˆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠ!ใ€ ๆ„ๅ‘ณๆทฑใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใƒ€ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใง้“ๅ…ทๅฑ‹ใธใจ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚’่ฒทใ„ใซ่กŒใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎ่ผๅ‰ฃๅฑ‹ใซใ‚ซใƒ ใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใฃใตใฃใตใƒผใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎๅ‰ใงๆ–ฐใ—ใ่ณผๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ€ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้ป’ๅก—ใ‚Šใฎ้‰„ใงใงใใŸๅฐๅบงใฏๅ››ๆ–น1ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใซๅŠใถใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅคงใใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฐๅบงใฎๅด้ขใซใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใชๅ™จๅ…ทใŒใถใ‚‰ไธ‹ใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธกๅˆƒใฎๅ‰ฃใ€‚ใƒใƒณใƒžใƒผใ€‚ใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒˆใƒณใ‚ฐใŒไบŒใคใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ไฝ•ใ‹็ƒไฝ“็ŠถใฎใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ใฏใ‚ใ“ใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใช ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ“ใฎใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ดใƒ„ใ‚ดใƒ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ ใ€็ŸฅใฎๆŽขๆฑ‚ใซใฏใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚‚ใ„ใจใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใŒๅฟŒใฟๅซŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฏใ‚ฏ......ใ€ ๆ‹ทๅ•ใจใชใ€‚ ใคใ„ใซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆš—้ป’้ขใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใใŒใใŸใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆฑบใพใ‚Šใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใใปใฉใ€ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ†ใ›ใ„ใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€ใจใ—ใ‹ๅˆๆˆใฎ็›ธๆ€งใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ ใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใ่„†ใ„่Šฑๅผใ‚’ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐใ€ใธ็ฝฎใใ€‚ :็”Ÿ่ด„ใซใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?: ใ•ใฃใใใ‚ฐใƒญใ„้ธๆŠž่‚ขใงใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ ๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ™ใใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใพใšใฏ็”Ÿ่ด„ใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅฐๅบงใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้ป’ใ„ๆถฒไฝ“ใŒๆปฒใฟใงใฆใใฆใ€ใซใ‚…ใ‚‹ใซใ‚…ใ‚‹ใจใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใธใจ้€™ใ„ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใ„ใใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒชใฃใจ่Šฑๅผใ‚’้ป’ใ„ๆถฒไฝ“ใŒๅ–ใ‚Š่พผใฟใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ็ƒไฝ“็Šถใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’็”Ÿ่ด„ใซใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ็ด ๆใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ€ๅˆฅใฎ็ด ๆใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใฆใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ป’ใ„็ƒไฝ“ใฏใ€‚ ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ใซใฏใ‚ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ€‚็ด ๆใฎ้ญ”ๆณ•่€ๆ€ง+8ใ‚’่ฟฝๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ๅฐ‚็”จใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€:้ญ”ๆณ•่€ๆ€ง+8ใ‚’่ฟฝๅŠ ใ™ใ‚‹:ใจใ„ใ†่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽจๆธฌใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€็ด ๆใฎ่€ๆ€งใซ+่ฃœๆญฃใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ็ด ๆใ‚’็”Ÿ่ด„ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ด ๆใฎ่€ๆ€งใซ+ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ช่ญ˜ใง้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€็”Ÿ่ด„ใซใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ด ๆใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฐๅบงๅด้ขใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใใผใฟใซใฏใ‚ใฆใ€็ด ๆใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ้ซ˜ใฟใซ่พฟใ‚ŠใคใใŸใ‚ใซใฏ็Š ็‰ฒใ‚‚ใ„ใจใ‚ใชใ„ใ€็ฆๆ–ญใฎ้“ใ€‚ ใงใฏใ•ใฃใใใ€ใใฎ็Œฎ่บซใฎ็ตๆžœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๆ‹ทๅ•ๅฐๅบงใ€ใฎไธŠใซๅ†ใณใ€ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€ไปŠๅบฆใฏๆ‹ทๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚’้ธใถใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใฎ็‰นๆ€ง: ๆ–ฌ 0 ๆ‰“ 0 ้ญ” 10 ใจใ„ใ†ๆ•ฐๅ€คใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ‚„ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใธใฎ่€ๆ€ง? ใ‚„ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„ใ€ๅ …ใ„ใ€ใชใฉใฎ็‰นๆ€งใ‚’ๆ•ฐๅ€คๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ :ใฉใฎๅˆ†้‡Žใงๆ‹ทๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?: ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใใปใฉใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใงใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’ๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใŸใจใใ€้žๅธธใซ่„†ใ„ใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่„†ใ•ใ‚’ใ€Žๆ‹ทๅ•ใ€ใง่ฃœใˆใฐใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€็›ธๆ€งใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚‹็ด ๆใฏๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจๅผทๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹้ …็›ฎใฏใ€Žๆ‰“ใ€ใ‹ใ€Žๅ …ใ€ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ€Žๅ …ใ€ใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :ไป˜ๅฑžใฎใƒปๅ‰ฃใƒปใƒใƒณใƒžใƒผใƒปใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆ็ด ๆใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„: :ๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใƒปๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใƒปๅˆบ็ชใฎไธ‰็จฎใฎๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒ็ด ๆใธใจ้™ใฃใฆใใพใ™: :ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ๅ„็จฎๆญฆๅ™จใงๆ‹ทๅ•ใ—ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†: :่ฝใกใฆใใ‚‹ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎๅคงใใ•ใŒใ€ไธŽใˆใ‚‹่กๆ’ƒใฎๅผทใ•ใซๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ—ใพใ™: :ใ€Žๅ …ใ€ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏๅผทใ‚ใฎ่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ไธŽใˆใ‚‹ๆŒ‡็คบใŒๅคšใ„ใงใ™: ใ€Žใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒณใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒณใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒˆใ‚ฅใƒณโ™ชใ€ ใƒฉใ‚ธใ‚ชไฝ“ๆ“ใซๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ขใƒฌใชๆ›ฒใŒๅ”็ชใซๆตใ‚Œๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐๅบงใซ็ฝฎใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใธใจใ€Žๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅคงใใชๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒใตใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Ÿณใ‚ฒใƒผใฎ่ฆ้ ˜ใงใ€็ด ๆใ‚’ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ—ใฆใ„ใ‘ใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹!? ใ€Žๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒใ€่Šฑๅผใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฟบใฏๆ…Œใฆใฆไป˜ๅฑžใฎไธกๅˆƒๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚Šใ€ๆ–ฌใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่Šฑๅผใกใฃใกใ‡ใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆ! ๆ€ใ‚ใš็„ฆใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€็‹™ใ„ใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ้Ÿณๆฅฝใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ€ใตใ‚ˆใตใ‚ˆใจใ€Žๆ–ฌๆ’ƒใ€ใ€Žๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใ€ใ€Žๅˆบ็ชใ€ใฎๅคงใใชๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฏ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ„ใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฎบใฃใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€็ด ๆใฏ็„ก้ง„ใซใงใใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ! ใ€Œใตใฃใปใฃใฏใฃใ€ ใŠใ‚Œใฏๆฌกใ€…ใจๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใˆใฆใ€ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ€ๅฉใใคใ‘ใ€ๅˆบใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ถใ‚ทใƒฅใƒƒใ‚ถใ‚ทใƒฅใƒƒใ€ใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณใƒƒใ€ใƒ—ใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚นใƒ—ใ‚นใƒƒใ‚ถใ‚ทใƒฅใƒณโ™ชใ€ ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ˆใ็ด ๆใ‚’็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ญใ‚ฃใƒณใจๆ˜Ÿๅฑ‘ใฟใŸใ„ใช็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใŒใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใฎๅคงๅฐใฏใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไธŽใˆใ‚‹่กๆ’ƒใฎๅผทๅผฑใ‚’ๆŒ‡็คบใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๅคงใใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅคงใใ„ใปใฉใ€ๅผทใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅผฑใ„ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ทใƒฅใƒ‘ใƒƒใ€ใ‚ดใƒ„ใƒณใƒƒใ€ใ‚ดใƒƒใ‚ดใƒƒใ€ใƒ–ใ‚นใƒชใƒƒ! ใ‚บใƒใƒƒโ™ชใ€ ไฟบใฏไธ€ๅฟƒไธไนฑใซๅ‰ฃใ€ใƒใƒณใƒžใƒผใ€ใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใ‚’ๆ›ฒใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆๆŒฏใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ญใ‚จใ‚จใ‚จใ‚จใ‚ค! ใ€Žใ‚ถใ‚ทใƒฅใƒƒใ€ ใฌใ…ใ‚“! ใ€Žใ‚ฌใƒ„ใƒณใƒƒใ€ ใ€Žใƒ–ใ‚นใƒชใƒƒใ€ ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใˆใ€ใƒชใ‚บใƒ ใซไน—ใฃใฆ็‹‚ไนฑ่ˆž! ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ๅฅใงใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒผใƒˆใ€‚ ใใฎใƒชใ‚บใƒ ใ€่บซไฝ“ใซๅˆปใฟใ“ใ‚! ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้ญ‚ใซๆทฑใๅˆปใฟใ“ใ‚“ใงใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ…ใ…ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฃใตใฃใตใฃใ€ใธใ„ใฃใ€ ใฒใ‚ƒใฃใฏใƒผ! ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ๆ‚ฒ้ณดใ‚’่žใ‹ใ›ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใŒ......ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ„ใพใ—ใŸ......ใ€ ใ€Žใƒ”ใƒณใƒ”ใƒณใƒญใƒช~~ใƒณโ™ชใ€ ๆ›ฒใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—ใŒ้™ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใŒๅผทๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Žๅ …ใ€+12: ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใ•ใซ้Ÿณใ‚ฒใƒผใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ€‚ ๅผทๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใฏใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใƒปๆ”นใ€ใจๅ็งฐ่กจ่จ˜ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใซใ€ไฟบใฏใใฎใพใพๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€ใ€Ž็”Ÿ่ด„ใ€ใง้€ ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€Ž้ญ”ใƒถไธธใ€ใ‚’ๅฐๅบงใฎใใผใฟใซใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฐๅบงใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žใ‚ชใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ฉใ‚ชใ‚ชใƒƒใ€ใจๆ€จๅ—Ÿใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้œ‡ใˆๅฃฐใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ†ใจใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚น้ป’ใ„ :ใ€Ž้ญ”ใ€+8: ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใƒปๆ”นใ€ใ‚’ๅฐๅบงใงๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ๅ … 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ไธธใ‚’ใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ไพ‹ใˆใฐ็ซๅฑžๆ€งใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใฎๅ‡„ใ„็ด ๆใŒไฝœใ‚Œใใ†ใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ€‚ใพใŸใ€้ญ”ๆณ•่€ๆ€งใจใ‹ใ‚‚ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚„้˜ฒๅ…ทใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆ้‡ๅฎใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆ‹ทๅ•ใ€ใŒๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใฎใฏๅˆๆˆใ ใ‘ใงใฏใชใใ€ๆฑŽ็”จๆ€งใฎ้ซ˜ใ„็ด ๆใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ใ“ใจใซไธป็œผใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฃใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅฅฅใŒๆทฑใ„ใฎใญใ‡ใƒณโ™ชใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพ......ใ•ใ™ใŒใงใ™ใ€ ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใงใใ‚‹่ช่ญ˜ใง้–“้•ใ„ใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸ็ด ๆใงใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„ใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใชใ‚“ใ‹้€ ใฃใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใŒไฝœๆˆใงใใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซ็„ก้™ใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’ๅžฃ้–“่ฆ‹ใŸ! ใตใฏใฏใฏ!ใ€ ไธ€้€šใ‚Šใ€Žๆ‹ทๅ•ใ€ใ‚’่ฉฆใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅณๅบงใซใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ€Žๅˆๆˆใ€ใซๅ†ๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใใปใฉใ€ใ€Žๆ‹ทๅ•ใ€ใงๅผทๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใƒปๆ”นใ€ใ‚’ใƒ”ใƒฉใฃใจๅˆๆˆ้‡œใธใ€‚ ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Žใ‚ˆใ†ใ›ใ„ใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€ไปฅๅค–ใง็›ธๆ€งใŒ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใช็ด ๆใฏๅข—ใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ่พ›ๆŠฑๅผทใใ€ๅ„็ด ๆใ‚’้‡œใฎไธŠใงๆŽฒใ’ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€ŒใใŸใใŸใ€ ้‡œใฎๆธฉๅบฆใฏไธญ็ซใงใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถใฎๆžใ€ใ‚’ไบŒๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ€‚ ่Šฑๅผใจๆžใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใจใ‚‚ใจใ€ๅˆใ„ใใ†ใช็ด ๆๅŒๅฃซใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰ใฎ็ฆ้Ÿณใ€ใฎใ€Žๅ …ใ€ใ€ใคใพใ‚Šๅ …ใ•ใ€่€ไน…ๅŠ›? ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใŸใ“ใจใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆไบŒใคใฎ็›ธๆ€งใŒใ‚ˆใใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ้‡œๅ†…ใฏใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใซ้€ใ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใ€ใกใ‚ƒใทใกใ‚ƒใทใจใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใงๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆš—ใ•ใ‚’ๅข—ใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž้ฃฝใใชใๆŽขๆฑ‚ใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ€ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€ใ‚’ใƒ“ใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ€3ๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ€‚ 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ใ€ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€‚ๅคไปฃใ‚ˆใ‚Šไบบใจๅ…ฑใซๅคงๅœฐใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใ€ๆˆฆใฎๅœฐใธใ‚‚ๅ‹‡็Œ›ใ‚’้ฆณใ›ใ‚‹้ฆฌใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช้ฆฌใฎใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๆ „้คŠใŒใคใพใฃใŸใตใ‚“ใฏใ€ๅคงๅœฐใซๆตใฟใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ€่‰ใ€…ใซๆ „่ฏใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎใ€ๅ…จ็Ÿฅๅ…จ่ƒฝใชใ‚‹ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰็”จ้€”ไธๆ˜Žใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ€ๆœช็ขบ่ช็‰ฉไฝ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎ้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใŒใงใใŸใ€‚ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚’็ง˜ใ‚ใŸไธ€ๅ“ใ€‘ ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ™ใ’ใˆใˆใˆใˆใ€‚ ็™ฝใ‚‚ใ™ใ’ใˆใˆใˆใˆใฃใฆ็งฐ่ณ›ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅ…จ็„ถไฝฟใ„้“ใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆๆ”พ็ฝฎใ—ใฆใŸใฎใซใ€ๅฎŸใฏใ™ใ”ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใชใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ€‚ ็™ฝใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€ไฟบใซใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ฝใƒƒใƒ้–ขไฟ‚ใฎ็ฅžๆง˜ใงใ‚‚ๆ†‘ใ„ใฆใ‚‰ใฃใ—ใ‚ƒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใ“ใฎใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใฟใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ…จใฆใฎ็ด ๆใŒๅ—ใ‘ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€้‡œใฎ็ฉบๆจกๆง˜ใฏใฉใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใจๆ›‡ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใ€ใ†โ—‹ใ“้‡Ž้ƒŽใซใฏใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™ใ€ใŒๅฟ…่ฆใชใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™่ก“ใ€็™บๅ‹•!ใ€ ใ€Žๅพฉๅ…ƒใ‚’ๅธใ‚‹ๅฐๅบงใ€ใซใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ‚’้Žฎๅบงใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–ฌ 2 ๆ‰“ 2 ๅˆบ 5 ใ€ใ‚’ใ€Ž็”Ÿ่ด„ใ€ใซใ—ใฆ็”Ÿๆˆใ—ใŸใ€Ž็ซใƒŽไธธใ€ใ‚’ใใผใฟใซใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆ! :ใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใŒๅผทๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: :ใ€Žๅฑžๆ€งใƒป็ซใ€+5: ใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€็ซ่€ๆ€งใŒใ‚ใŒใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅ†ใณๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ‚’ๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€‚ใชใซใ‚‚ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ†ใณ่ชฟๆ•™ใ ! ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž็ด…ใ„็žณใฎ็Ÿณใ€ใ‚’3ๅ€‹ใปใฉใ€ใ€Ž็”Ÿ่ด„ใ€ใซๆงใ’ใฆใ€ใ€Ž็ซใƒŽไธธใ€ใ‚’3ๅ€‹ใปใฉ้€ ใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใธใจใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™ใ€ใซใคใ‹ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ€‚ ๅฑžๆ€ง ใ€็ซใ€‘23(+20) ใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™ใ€ใงใ€ใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใฏ็›ธๅฝ“ใซ็ซ่€ๆ€งใ‚’ไธŠๆ˜‡ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไปŠๅบฆใฏใฉใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅ†ใณใƒใƒใƒฃใƒณใจๅˆๆˆ้‡œใซใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ‚’่ฝใจใ™ใ€‚ ่พ›ๆŠฑๅผทใใ€ๅˆใ†็ด ๆใŒใชใ„ใ‹ๆŽขใ—ใฆใใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใจใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถ่Šฑใ€ใŒใ„ใ„ๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ็ซใฎๅ็งฐ็š„ใซใ€ใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใจ็›ธๆ€งใŒๅˆ่‡ดใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถ่Šฑใ€ใฏๆƒณๅฎšๅค–ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๆŒ‘ๆˆฆใ ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใ‚’ไบŒๅ€‹็›ฎใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆๆŠ•ๅ…ฅใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆธฉๅบฆใ‚’ๅผท็ซใซใ—ใ€ใใคใใค็…ฎใˆใŸใŽใ‚‹้‡œใ‚’ๆททใœใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ่‰ฒใฏ่ตค้ป’ใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆฑšใ„่‰ฒใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ไพ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ๆฟƒใ„ใ‚ใฎ่ก€ๆถฒใ€ใƒ–ใƒฉใƒƒใƒ‰่‰ฒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใฎ็ฒ˜ใ‚Šๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ€Žใ‹ใๆททใœๆฃ’ใ€ใŒ้‡ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Ž้ฃฝใใชใๆŽขๆฑ‚ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ณใงใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถ่Šฑใ€ใ‚’ใƒˆใƒใƒใƒณใจๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅž‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€ๆš—ใ„่‰ฒใŒไธ€็žฌใงๆ‰•ใ—ใ‚‡ใใ•ใ‚Œใ€้ฎฎใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ตคใจ็ท‘ใจ้ป„ใซ่ผใใฏใ˜ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚บใƒžใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใ€้‡œใ‹ใ‚‰่ตคใจ้ป„่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใŒใƒ‘ใƒใƒ‘ใƒใƒƒใจใ€ๅผพใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€‚ ็ซใฎ็ฒ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพไฟบใฏ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ :ใ€Ž็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸ: :้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใƒปๆ”น็ซ+็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณ+็ตๆ™ถ่Šฑโ†’็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ‚’ใƒฌใ‚ทใƒ”ใซ่ฟฝๅŠ ใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ่Šฑ็ซใ€ใ ใจ......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹็ญ’็Šถใฎๆ‰‹ๆŒใกๆฃ’ใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ็ซฏใซๆ˜Ÿใ‚’่ฑกใฃใŸๅฐใ•ใช็ตๆ™ถใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅญไพ›ใฎใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใฟใŸใ„ใ€‚ ้ญ”ๆณ•ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใƒใƒˆใƒณโ™ช ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆไปŠใฎ้Š€้ซชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใชไฟบใŒๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‹ใ–ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆง˜ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ ใ€ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใƒญใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎๅ…ˆ็ซฏใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‰“ใกใ‚ใ’่Šฑ็ซใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ ใ™ใ€‚่ขซๅผพใ—ใŸ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ็ซๅฑžๆ€งใฎใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’็™บ็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฏ„ๅ›ฒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฎใŸใ‚ใ€่Šฑ็ซใŒๅ’ฒใ„ใŸๅ‘จ่พบใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏพ่ฑกใซใ‚‚่ฟฝๅŠ ใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฒ ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ€Œใคใ„ใซ......ใงใใŸใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใ€ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“็”ฃใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใ€‚ ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ๅคฑๆ•—ไฝœใชใฎใซใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ€‚ ใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๅ…ƒใจใชใ‚‹ใ€Žๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ไฝœใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏๅคฑๆ•—็ด ๆใ‚‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็ซ‹ๆดพใช็ด ๆใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใใ€‚ ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ไฝœใฎ็ด ๆใฎๆ–นใŒๅ„ช็ง€ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…......ใ€ ไฟบใฏๅฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ‚ˆใ„็–ฒๅŠดๆ„Ÿใจๅ…ฑใซใ€ๅบŠใธใจใธใŸใ‚Šใ“ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใ€ใŠใคใ‹ใ‚Œใ•ใพใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจใƒŸใƒŠใŒใญใŽใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใƒผใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒ้ผปใฎ็ฉดใ‚’ใ‚นใƒ”ใ‚นใƒ”ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎๆˆฆๆžœใ‚’่žใใŸใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘็ตๆžœใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€‚่ˆž่ธไผšใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰? ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใญใ‡ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใใ†ใ ใญ......ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ่ชฟในใฆใฟใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œไธ€ๅฟœ? ใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅฟใฎๅพกๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใซใ„ใฃใฆใฟใŸใ‚Šใฏใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใชใ„ใ‚ใใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ…ใ‚€......ใ€ ใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ€้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ฎใƒฅใ‚ขใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพ......ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ญใงใ™ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒไฟบใฎๆŽŒใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ฆฌ่ปŠใฎใƒŸใƒ‹ใƒใƒฅใ‚ขใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ˆใ้€ ใ‚Š่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŸใกใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ€ใฏใ“ใ“ใงใฏไฝฟ็”จใงใใพใ›ใ‚“: :ๅฑ‹ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใฆใใ ใ•ใ„: ใจใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใงใฏไฝฟ็”จใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใฆไฝฟใฃใฆใฟใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซ่ฆ็ด„ใ—ใฆ็ญ”ใˆใ€ไฟบใฏๅบ—ใฎๅค–ใธใจๆญฉใๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใใ‚Œใฏใ™ใ”ใ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใ„ใ‚ใญใ‡ใƒณใฃใ€‚ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใปใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใฃๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅพŒใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใ•ใพใจ็งใฏ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ไบŒไบบใฏๅบ—ใ‚’ๅ‡บใŸไฟบใฎๅพŒใ‚’ใคใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็Ÿณ็•ณใง่ˆ—่ฃ…ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ ใŸใกใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใผใตใ‚“ใฃใจ็…™ใŒใ‚ใŒใ‚Šใ€็™ฝใจ้‡‘ใฎ้›ชใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฒ‰ใŒ่ˆžใ„ๆ•ฃใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅคงใใ‚ใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ไฝ“่บฏใฎ็™ฝ้ฆฌใŒๅ››้ ญใ€ไบŒๅˆ—ใงๅพก่€…ๅฐใธใจ็น‹ใŒใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€้ ญไธ€้ ญใซ้‡‘็ณธใŒ็ธซใ„่พผใพใ‚ŒใŸ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใชๅธƒใ‚’่บซไฝ“ใฎไธŠ้ƒจใซใฏใŠใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„......ใ€ ๅ››่ผชใฎ้ฆฌ่ปŠใฏ็™ฝ้Š€ใซๅก—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ใจใ“ใ‚ใฉใ“ใ‚็ดฐใ„้‡‘ใฎ่ฃ…้ฃพใŒๆ–ฝใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธŠๅ“ใ‹ใคๅซŒใฟใฎใชใ„่ฑชๅฅขใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๆผ‚ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ‚ใ‚ใ......ใใ‚Œใ„ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใ•ใ‚“ใงใ™...ใ€ ๆ›ดใซใŠใฉใ‚ใในใใฏใ€็™ฝ้‡‘ใฎ้ฑ—็ฒ‰ใ‚’้™ใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใชๅฐใ•ใชๅฆ–็ฒพใŒๆ•ฐๅŒนใ€้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ซฏ็š„ใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎ็Ž‹ไพฏ่ฒดๆ—ใŒๆŒใฃใฆใใ†ใช้ฆฌ่ปŠใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพไป˜ใใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ฎใƒฅใ‚ขใŒใใฎใพใพๅฎŸ็‰ฉๅŒ–ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฉšใใ‚’้š ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ”–็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅพก่€…ๅฐใงๆ‰‹็ถฑใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๅŸทไบ‹ใฃใฝใ„ใฎใŒใ‚นใƒƒใจ้™ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใกใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‚ฟใจใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆง˜ใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใซ่กŒใ‹ใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅพก่€…ใ€้ก”ใฏ็œŸใฃ้ป’ใ„ ๆœใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎŸไฝ“ใ‚‚้ป’ใ„ใฎใงใ€ไปฎใซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฑใ•ใ‚“ใจๅ‘ฝๅใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใ‚ฑใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฟบใซไธ€็คผใ‚’ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใชใ€‚ ็งปๅ‹•็”จใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ็š„ใช......? ใ€Œใ‚ฌใ€ใ‚ฌใƒƒใƒ‡ใƒ ใ‚ฅ!ใ€ ๆจชใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใใชใ„ใŒใ€ใคใ„็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒƒใจไธก็›ฎใ‚’่ฆ‹้–‹ใใ€ใƒ‘ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ใ‘ใฆ้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ใƒŽใƒ‰ใกใ‚“ใ“่ฆ‹ใˆใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใใ‚Œใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใ‚“ใ‚“ใƒƒ! ใ‚นใƒปใƒ†ใƒปใ‚ญใƒใƒใƒใƒใ„ใ‚“!ใ€ ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใฎๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใซๆ‰“ใก้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐใŒใ€้“็ซฏใงใ“ใ ใพใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚
23 23 Stories Alchemist Torturing "Ugh..." I manage to regain consciousness from George's The Kissing of Death. "And, angel. Are you all right, sir? Mina leans against me and hands me The Gospel of Moonlight. Oh, yeah. Wasn't I just about to dare alchemy to identify this pink petal? But if you really look at this item, George's blame ahead...... No, let's not. It's barren to remember. Thanks to my motivation for alchemy, I managed to regain my temper and activate the abilities I just learned: Appraisal Eye. "Wow... my angel is glowing in gold" "Oh, really, Taro is an angel cum" "Chihun......?... because angels are angels." Somehow, I'm afraid of Mina's low voice temperature relative to George. And, anyway. With the Appraisal Eye activated, I will look at the Gospel of the Moonlight. "The Gospel of Moonlight" [A petal blessed by the power of the Spirit of the Moon, Wold. It is said that it brings more joy to people than it did in the ancient times. The pale glow of moonlight transformed the original petal into a very brittle one] Spirit of the Moon Uld...... I have a fairy, so will I see the Spirit someday as well? The characteristics are very varied...... Is this the description involved in alchemy......? But how do we use this for alchemy? None at all. So drop the pinched petals into the synthetic cauldron. I can't help thinking about it. "Appraisal Eye," that won't help. Well, the material that seems to go well with The Gospel of Moonlight... all the time. The material is gradually spread through the synthetic cauldron, and the pattern in the cauldron is peeked at. Result. There was no compatible thing other than "Yoshinori's Powder"...... So add the golden powder sarah. Today's cauldron sky pattern is golden with a light red. Fire is weak based on the fact that the Gospel of Moonlight is brittle. As I watched what was going on, little by little, the color darkened. The whole thing, one minute. The cauldron went completely black. "This looks like no..." Red smoke stirred up the spider and led to failure. : Failed to synthesize "Gospel of Moonlight" + "Fine Powder": : Material lost: Following the failure log, Eso came in. Lost one precious' Gospel of the Moonlight 'is painful, but I was pleased that I could enjoy it sooner than I thought of the ability' Tutorial Art '. "Huh? Are you happy you failed? "Phew." "Angel? "Come on, Mina! Leaving a deep grin, I took Mina with me to the tool shop with a dash to buy an alchemy kit and cam back to George's Hui Sword Shop. "Phew Phew." I bought a new one in front of George, showing "Torture Pedestal Conducting Restoration". The pedestal, made of black painted iron, spanned one metre in all directions, which was quite large. Various appliances hang on the sides of the pedestal. Double-edged sword. Hammer. Rapier. Two tongs like grabbing something. I was even more concerned about the appearance of spiraling objects. "Oh dear. Something's wrong with this kit. Wow. I've never seen it either." "I don't know, it's a mess." "Torture Pedestal Conducting Restoration" [The quest for knowledge does not involve any sacrifice. Experimental instruments because alchemy is abhorrent. Evolve and change the properties of the material] "Kukukuku......" Torture. Is it finally time to touch the dark side of alchemy...... Okay, well, what materials do you change? It's settled. Earlier, "The Gospel of Moonlight" was only synthetically compatible with "The Powder of Good". Place the small, brittle petal on the "torture table that directs the restoration". : Do you sacrifice? I just had a gross choice. I'll enjoy it. I'll start by choosing a sacrifice. Then black liquid seeps from above the pedestal and crawls all the way to the 'Gospel of Moonlight'. The black liquid took in the petals as they were gnawed, and after a few moments they changed into a sphere. : I sacrificed The Gospel of Moonlight: I haven't heard that the material itself changes into another material...... What, this black sphere? [Used in the Alchemy Kit "Torture Pedestal Conducting Restoration". Add Magic Resistance of Materials + 8] Is this an item dedicated to "The Torturing Pedestal that Conducts Restoration"? And, to infer from the description: adding Magic Resistance +8:, it may be that a + correction can be added to the resistance of the material. If you sacrifice the material, you will be sure with the recognition that you can generate an item that puts + on the resistance of the material. Instead, the sacrificed material is lost. Will this be applied to the indentations on the side of the pedestal to strengthen the material? Isn't that good? No sacrifice is necessary to reach heights, the forbidden path. Shall I now show you the results of that devotion? Again on the "torture pedestal that directs the restoration," place the "gospel of moonlight," this time choosing to torture. : Characteristics of the 'Gospel of Moonlight': Slash 0 Hit 0 Demon 10 A number emerged that Apparently, resistance to slaughter or blow? or soft, hard, and other properties quantified? : In which areas do you torture? Can it be changed without using the Demon Gamaru that I just made? Earlier, when I analyzed The Gospel of Moonlight in the abilities Appraisal Eye, it was described as very brittle. In other words, would there be more material that would be better compatible with 'synthesis' if its brittleness were supplemented by 'torture'? Then the items to be strengthened would be 'hit' or 'firm'...... I choose 'firm'. Then the assist log flowed. : Use the included, sword, hammer, and rapier to hurt the material: : Three types of letters come down to the material: slashing, striking, and spiking: : Timing it, torture it with all kinds of weapons: : The size of the letters falling is proportional to the intensity of the shock imparted: : In the case of 'robust', there are many instructions for strong shock: "Tuntuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu" An arrogant song that plays into radio gymnastics suddenly begins to play. And from above, the big letter "slaughter" spreads to "Gospel of the Moonlight" placed on the pedestal. Sound gay guidelines, should I attack the material!? The moment the word "slash" touches the petal, I rush to grip and slash the supplied double-edged sword. Flower petals. Yeah, yeah! I was in a hurry, and I missed my aim. Even more in tune with the music, the big letters of Fuhoo and "Slash," "Strike," and "Spike" come down. If this happens, I'll do it. No, I'll kill you. Ugh. I can't waste any more material! "Fuho ha." I take one weapon after another, and cut, slap, and stab. "Zashhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh" Being able to hurt the material in good time seems to scatter dazzling light like kins and stardust. The letters large and small apparently indicate the strength and weakness of the impact they inflict, and the larger they are, the stronger the attack. Weak attack if small. "Shhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh Zuba I keep swinging my sword, hammer and rapier to the tune. Kieieiei! "Zash." Nooo! "Gatsung" "Busli" Grab a weapon, get in the rhythm and frenzy! This is the beat playing my alchemy. That rhythm, chop it on your body! No, I'm gonna carve it deep into my soul. Uh-huh. "Ha-ha-ha, go" Hi-ha-ha! More, more. I'll hurt you more. And let me hear a cute scream, "The Gospel of Moonlight," honey. "The angel... has become the devil..." "Pimpin 'Lori ~ N'" When the song was over, the letters came down too. : 'The Gospel of Moonlight' has been enhanced: : 'firm' + 12: This is exactly like a sound gauge. The enhanced "Gospel of Moonlight" had changed its name notation as "Gospel and Modification of Moonlight". Next, I will try to set the "Devil's Maru" created with "Sacrifice" in the indentation of the pedestal as it was earlier. Then, thinking that a grudgingly trembling voice had emerged from the pedestal, Dos black (Moonlight Gospel/Modification) erupted, enveloping "Moonlight Gospel/Modification". : 'Demon' + 8: If you analyze "The Gospel and Modification of Moonlight" on a pedestal. Robust 12 (+12) Demon 18 (+8) and each resistance had changed. "Round" just fits into the indentation of the pedestal and says it can be strengthened. I then tried to dedicate some material to "sacrifice" or "torture". When "Red Eyed Stone (Red Eye)" and other items from Mohusa were sacrificed, they changed to an item called "Fire Nomaru", which also applied "Attributes/Fire +5". Summarizing the abilities' Tutorial Arts', this is what happens. [Torture] Now, you can hurt the material according to the rhythm of the flowing song and strengthen the resistance of the material. [Sacrifice], "~ round" can be made. Also, the resistance of attributes and demons can only be enhanced by "~ circles". Slash with a sword Beat him with a hammer Stab with a thorn rapier. Stretch with stretch tongs. Soft sword hammer thong, weak, with many fine beatings. Strong sword, hammer rapier, with many strong, monotonous beatings. Just set the attribute circle. Just set the demon circle. I kind of have a feeling that if we continue to enhance fire attributes, for example, we can make a tremendous amount of material. Also, if you raise it to possibly magical resistance, will it be treasured as a material for weapons and protective equipment? It seems to me that the main focus is not only on synthesis but also on producing versatile materials that 'torture' can help. "Kind of alchemy is really deep, huh?" "Angel... that's great" If there is no mistake in the perception that the material can be enhanced, if we build items or equipment with the material that we have strengthened, can we create a hell of a thing? "I got a glimpse of endless possibilities for alchemy! Ha ha! Having tried 'torture' all the way through, I immediately retry 'synthesis' using 'The Gospel of Moonlight'. Just now, "The Gospel and Modification of Moonlight", enhanced by "Torture", was pillaged into a synthetic cauldron. Has there been an increase in the number of ingredients that seem to be compatible with each other, other than "Yoshinori"? Be patient and put each material up on the cauldron. "Here we go." The temperature of the cauldron is medium heat and the "crystalline branches" are put in as the second material. Petals and branches. Originally, the materials that seem to fit each other. "Firmness," or toughness, endurance, of "The Gospel of Moonlight"? Did raising the two go better together? The cauldron is clear in pink. The viscosity is also dull, and it is turned with a chappy mixing stick. A little bit seemed to have subtly increased darkness, so activated the ability 'Explore Without Boredom', put 'Fairy Powder' in the beaker and put it in as a third material. Last time, the color went black and failed, so I worried about an early response. Then, the color still went back to the thin pink. After a few dozen seconds, the blue smoke rises and signals success. : 'Examination of the Wars [on the Evening of the Moon and Night]' could be generated: : "Moonlight Gospel, Robust, Demon" + "Crystal Branches" + "Fine Powder" "Examining the Wars [On Moonnight Nights]" was recorded in the recipe: A single whistle was created. The construction is simple, shaped like a flute with thick wooden branches crooked. However, it is clear with a light peach color. You can also see the cavity inside, and it feels like a whistle that feels crappier than plastic. I guess I've done something amazing. "Examining the Wars [On the Night of the Moon]" [When used, the PT member's speed +40 and magic +100 for two minutes. Also, if the weather blows to "Moon and Night," it restores the MP of the PT member 80 times, and the first shot hits critically. Limit of use is 3 times] Shh, wow. Do some items add effects depending on the weather? Moreover, even though Clan Clan said that there were no MP recovery items, I was able to make MP recovery items for "Forest Coulis" once again. "Nice flute, angel." "Yeah, cool, wow... I guess I could have made a pretty good item" But I thought. You haven't been able to create a single item that will damage your opponent with Alchemy yet. Of course, I am satisfied with the results of this synthesis. If the weather is' moon and night ', I think the effect that Kaishin's blow is promised is quite aggressive, such as the first blow since the whistle has been blown has been confirmed as a critical hit. But that's only if the weather is' moon and night '. Sometimes the first shot comes off. When that happens, I still feel my fire power shortage even on the PvP ahead, where I fought alongside Shaking Night (Koya) and Evening Fai (Yuki). It's too plain, even though it has a "radical amulet" called Status Power +10. Do you have any tips, anything? Activate the ability "Appraisal Eye" to even taste the handheld material. As I looked through each and every one of them, I discovered the material I was interested in. It's a material called 'Black Lump'. Upper-convert "Uma Fun" x3 Failure can do "Black Chunks". For the first time, the failed material I was able to make when I used the alchemy ability 'conversion' in Michelangelo. [Yum. A horse who runs the earth with men more than in ancient times and is also brave to the land of war. Such a horse's, all kinds of nourishment, brings grace to the earth and blooms in the grass. That, from the all-powerful Uma Fun, created this black mass, an unknown product, an unidentified object. A dish with a variety of possibilities] Yum no Fun. Yeah. Wouldn't it be praised if the whites were awesome? Yeah, won't they? You left it out because you thought it was completely useless, but it was actually amazing, 'black chunks'. Un sue (co) White, let's pretend, do I even possess some sort of sotchy god? Anyway, although I tried putting this' black chunk 'in the synthetic cauldron, all the material seemed unacceptable, and the cauldron's empty pattern was all the more cloudy. Sounds like this, uh-oh bastard needs' tuning '. "Ability 'Tutorial' activated! Seal "Black Chunks" on "Pedestal Conducting Restoration". Slash 2 Play 2 Spike 5 Now set the "Fire No-Maru" that was generated earlier with "Red Eyed Stone (Red Eye)" as "Sacrifice" in the indentation! : 'Black chunks' enhanced: : 'Attributes/Fire' + 5: Okay, well, I'll try putting 'black chunks' in the synthetic cauldron again where the fire resistance has increased. But, but. Nothing has changed. Tutorial again! Then I dedicated about 3 "Red Eyed Stones" to "Sacrifice", made about 3 "Fire Nomaru", and followed "Tutorial" to "Black Chunks". Attribute [Tue] 23 (+20) In "Tutoring," "Black Chunks" increased fire resistance considerably. What about now? Drop 'black chunks' on Pochan and Synthetic Cauldron again. Be patient and look for the right material. "Red Lotus Stone" and "Crystal Flowers" reacted well. In the name of fire, it is convincing that it matches' Red Lotus Stone ', but' Crystal Flowers' was unexpected. Anyway, it's a challenge. Try putting in "Red Lotus Stone" as the second material. Set the temperature to high heat and mix the boiling cauldron together. The color is red and black, but never dirty. Is it dark blood, blood color, if it is analogous? Quite sticky, 'stirring stick' heavy. Using the ability "Explore Without Boredom", drape "Crystal Flowers" with a flask. The moment it drowned, the dark colors were instantly washed away and began to glow brightly red, green and yellow. Besides, something like plasma occurs, and the red and yellow light from the cauldron is patchy and playable. Hey, what's this? It looks like firepowder, but I think it's different because it explodes. But I keep pushing. : 'Shooting Fireworks (Small)' is ready: : Black Chunks, Refined Fire + Red Lotus Stone + Crystal Flowers Sniping Fireworks (Small) added to recipe: Fireworks, and... This is some kind of cylindrical hand-held stick. There is a small crystal with a star on the tip, which at first glance is like a child's toy. Tinklebaton the Magic Girl I don't know what to say, silver-haired girl right now. If I shake her up, why don't I be like that? "Shooting Fireworks (Small)" [When used, the fireworks jump from the tip of the star rod. Deals Fire Attribute damage to the target that was hit. Range attack also causes additional damage to subjects in the area where the fireworks have bloomed] "Finally... Done, Attack Item" Besides, it's a long-range attack. That's right, "Black Chunks" from Uma Fun. Even though it's a top conversion failure for Yum Fun, wow. Alternatively, "dirty water", which is the source of the emerald (emeral) potion, was also a failure of the superior conversion of "water". In Clan Clan, failing materials can also be a fine material for alchemy. Instead, I don't even feel that the failing material makes a better item. "Phew..." I go to the floor with a creepy sense of fatigue. "Is it over? "Angel, you're annoying" George and Mina give me a naughty word. "Yeah, it's over -" As George spits through his nostrils, he does what he hears about my battle. "I'm also concerned about Angel's alchemy results, but I'm concerned about what Sage Mithola said. Could it have been a ball? Is that really going to be happening?" "Sure, you do... did George look it up? "Once? I just went to Sir Theary's mansion. There's no difference. Wow." "Hum..." Oh, speaking of which, Mr. Missola gave me, a figure for the carriage. "Wow, angel... it's beautiful" I look at the miniature of the carriage Mina is riding on my palm, and I admire it. This is certainly well built. I'm just going to use this item. : 'The Carriages of the Silver Concentrates (Argents)' cannot be used here: : Please go outdoors: and the log flowed. "Oh, I wonder what that is? "This is what Mr. Misora gave me. Apparently, it can't be used indoors, so I'll go outside and use it." Answer George in summary, and I'll walk out of the store. "... that would be so interesting. Heh. Mina, 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 "Because even if you don't tell me, Angel and I will always be together (...)" Anyway, you two are following me out of the store. Sprinkling streets paved with cobblestones were sparsely seen as mercenaries (players), but there seems to be no particular problem. So again, I'm going to use "The Carriage of the Silver Precision (Argents)". Bohun's smoke rose, and the white and gold snowy powder scattered. And a larger carriage was appearing in front of me. There are four wonderful white horses connected to your table in two rows. A bright white cloth with gold thread sewn into each head rests on the top of the body. "Ko, this is, su, wow..." The four-wheeled carriage is painted on silver and decorated with thin gold by the way. It gives a luxurious atmosphere of elegance and dislike. "Ha wow... it's a beautiful carriage..." Even more dramatic was the fact that there were a few little fairies flying around that could shed platinum scales. Less than half the size of a fairy in a gemstone-producing forest (christiary), but that would undoubtedly be a fairy. In short, it was the kind of carriage that some royal nobleman had. Plus, with fairies. I can't hide my surprise that the figure has been physicalized as it is. Suddenly, the deacon who was holding the reins at the palace stepped down and walked over here with Stasta. "Dear Lord, where are you going? This man's face is black, and he has only two glowing circles as red as his eyes. I can see you're obviously not human. The clothes and the entity are black, so let's assume we name them Mr. Kroske. Such a Mr. Kroske has thanked me and asked me such questions. I wonder if this is it. Items for travel......? "Ga, Gademu! I don't want to see George lying next to me, but I keep my eyes on him. He opens his eyes softly and opens his mouth puckedly to his surprise. Also, Nodo, I can see you. "What's that? Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah! Su te qui, no, no, no!" A trembling voice strikes at Okama's emotion, clinging to him on the side of the road.
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341่ฉฑ ็†ฑ็‹‚ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ‚’ ใ€Œใญใ‡ใƒซใƒซใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆไฝ•่€…......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ™ใ”ใ™ใŽใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅผทใใชใฃใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„......ใ€ ๅง‰ๅฆนใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ้…ไฟกใฏใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚‹็†ฑๆˆฆใ‚’ๅฏ†ใ‹ใซ้…ไฟกใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹้Š€็‹ผ้ƒจ้šŠใจใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’็‰›่€ณใ‚‹ใƒžใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใŸใกใฎ่ก็ชใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใฎๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ‚’่„…ใ‹ใ™ใƒžใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใŸใกใ‚’ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชๆญฆๅŠ›ใง้ป™ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€่‡ชใ‚‰ใŒไฝœใ‚‹ไบคๆธ‰ใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใซใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ๅฑคใ‚’ๅผ•ใใšใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ๆ‰‹่…•ใ€‚ ่ฉณใ—ใ„ไผš่ฉฑใ‚„ใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใฏ่žใๅ–ใ‚Œใšใจใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–่ด่€…ใŸใกใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใฏใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚’ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ไธ€ๆตไปฅไธŠใฎๅผทใ•ใจ่ณขใ•ใ‚’ๅ…ผใญๅ‚™ใˆใŸ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒ็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟ......ใ€ ใ€Ž่ชฐใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ใฎๅญใŒไป–ๅŠ›ๆœฌ้ก˜ใ ใจใ‹่จ€ใฃใฆใŸๅฅดใ€ ใ€Žใพใ‚ใ€ๅฌๅ–š็ฃใ‚’ไฝฟๅฝนใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰? ่‡ชๅˆ†ใงๆˆฆใ†ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใŒๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใงไป–ๅŠ›ๆœฌ้ก˜ใจๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใฃใŸใจใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žๅฌๅ–š็ฃใงไป–ๅŠ›ๆœฌ้ก˜ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅˆถๅพกใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ‚Š้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Ž็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซไฝฟใ„ใ ใ‚ˆใชใƒผใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใƒผใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ™‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใฃใ‘ใ€้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€‘ใ ใฃใ‘? ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’่ฉฎ็ดขใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅœฐใฎๆžœใฆใพใง่ฟฝใฃใฆใใฆใฏใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚“? ไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€‘ใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸใžใ€‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใกใ‚‡ใฃใ‹ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๆๆ€–ใฎใŠใญใˆใŒ้™่‡จใ—ใฆใƒˆใƒฉใ‚ฆใƒžใ‚’ๅˆปใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆญฆๆ‰“ใกไบบใ€‘ใ ใ‚? ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ใƒใ‚ฒ ใ€Žใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅผทใ„ใ€็™พ้ฌผๅคœ่กŒใ€‘ใจใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€Ž็‹ก็Œพใชใ€ไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€‘ใ‚‚ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซ ใ€Žไผ่ชฌใฎNPCใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ€‘ใฎๅผŸๅญใจใ‹ใ€ๅ‹้”ใจใ‹ใฃใฆๅ™‚ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใž......ใ€ ใ€Žๅฐใ•ใ„่ฆๆจกใ ใŒ้ชจใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใ€‘ใจใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใไธ€็ท’ใซ่กŒๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใช......ใ€ ใ€Žๅค‰ใชไพๅฃ่ชฟใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹็Œ›่€…ใŸใกใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Žใ€้ป„ๆ˜ๆ™‚ใฎ้…’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‘ใ‚‚......ใ€ ใ€ŽไปŠๅบฆใฏ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใŸใกใซใพใงใ€็™ฝ้Š€้ ˜ๅŸŸใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€็™ฝ้Š€้ ˜ๅŸŸใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Žๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๅฟƒ้…”ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขๅŠ›ใฎ็ท็งฐใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€้ ˜ๅŸŸใ‹ใ€‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ‚ใฎๅผทใ•ใ‚’็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ฅž่–่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็„ก็†ใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅผทใ•ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฏไฟบใ€ไธ€็žฌใงHPใ‚’ๅ›žๅพฉใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ซ˜้กใชใƒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚ใฎๅญใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใช!ใ€ ใ€Žใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใๅ„ชใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Žใพใ•ใซใ€็พไธ–ใซ้™่‡จใ—ใŸๅคฉไฝฟใ‹......ใ€ ้…ไฟก็”ป้ขใซๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใฏๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใญใ€ใƒซใƒซใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ3ไบบใงPvPใฎ่ฌ›ๅบงๅ‹•็”ปใจใ‹ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚‰ไผธใณใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒฉๅง‰......ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‰ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใจๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ใจใ‚ใ‘ใ•ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎๅฏๆ†ใ•ใ‚‚ๆ—ฅๆœฌ้šไธ€ใ‚’่ช‡ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆœฌไบบใฎ่จฑๅฏใชใ้…ไฟกใ—ใฆ...... ใ€Œใใƒผ่จ€ใ†ใƒซใƒซใ ใฃใฆใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ้Šใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซ้…ไฟกใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ„ใฃใฆใ‚ฆใ‚บใ‚ฆใ‚บใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใใ›ใซใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใƒƒใƒƒ......ใใ…ใ€ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒ............ใƒใใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ€ใƒซใƒซใŒใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎไปถใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉฑใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ„ใ—......ใ€ ใ€Œ็งใŸใกใŒ......ใ—ใŸใฎ......ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใ‚„ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณๆทฑใช็™บ่จ€ใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€่ฆ–่ด่€…ใŸใกใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใŒๆœ€้ซ˜ๆฝฎใซ้ซ˜ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใˆใ€ใ‚ใฎ้Š€้ซชใฎๅญใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใจๅŒใ˜ใง็พๅฎŸใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใชใฎใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Žใ™ใ”ใ„็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณ!ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใฎใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใง่ฆ‹ใŸใ ใ‚ใ€‚็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใŒใƒ—ใƒญใƒใƒผใ‚บใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใใฎๆ˜ ๅƒใ‚’่ฆ‹่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใ“ใ„ใ€ ใ€Žไฟบใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚Youtuboใ—ใ‹่ฆ‹ใญใˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Žใจใซใ‹ใ็ตถไธ–ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฃใฆใ“ใจใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹!ใ€ ใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใฏใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹็†ฑ้‡ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆๅŠ ้€Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใจใ‚ณใƒฉใƒœ้…ไฟกใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ่ฉฑใฏ้ฃ›่บใ—ใฆใ€ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎๆ–ฐใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใซๅŠ ๅ…ฅใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฉฑใ‚‚ใƒใƒฉใƒ›ใƒฉใจๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฉใ“ใ‹ใซ่กŒใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆ่ปข็งปใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใฎ้กžใ‹ใชใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œ้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซไผšใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ›ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใŒๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใŒๅ‹•็”ปใ‚ตใ‚คใƒˆใซๅ…ฑๆœ‰ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใŒ่ฌ™่™šใซ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ๆ–นๅ‘ใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใŒ็ตถๅฏพ็š„ใชไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹่ฆ–็ทšใฎๅ…ˆใจๅŒใ˜ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–่ด่€…ใฏใใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใŒๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใ ใจใ€็ตถๅฏพใซๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใจใ€ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒใ‚จใƒผใƒซใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅฟ…ใšใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŸใกใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ‹ใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ใ€Žใƒซใƒซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใฎ้€ฃๆบใ‚’ๅคงๅˆ‡ใซใช!ใ€ ใ€Žๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใž! ไฟบใŸใกใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚’ๅฟ…ใšใ€ๅฟ…ใšๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ็„กๆ•ฐใฎใ‚ณใƒกใƒณใƒˆใŒๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ ๆฒˆ้ป™ใ‚’ๅฎˆใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใจใƒซใƒซใ‚นใฎๅ‘จ่พบใซใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎ้…ไฟกใฎ้‚ช้ญ”ใซใชใ‚‰ใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใฌใ‚ˆใ†ๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅฟ…่ฆใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎ้…ไฟกใ‚’ไธ€ๅฑค็››ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ่ฟ…้€Ÿใซๅ‹•ใใ€‚ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒใ€ใ–ใฃใจ40ไบบไปฅไธŠใ€‚่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใฎๅฝฑใซใ€ๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใซใ€ๅฑ‹ไธŠใซใ€่ก—้“ๆฒฟใ„ใซใ€่‡ณใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใจไธ€ๅฎšใฎ่ท้›ขใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใฏ่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใ“ใใŒใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซ็Šฏ็ฝช่€…ใจใ—ใฆ่บซใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใพใงใคใ„ใฆใใŸไฟก่€…ใซใ—ใฆๅฎˆ่ญท็ฅžใŸใกใชใฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœฌๆฅใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐ่ฆ–่ด่€…้–“ใงใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸๅซ‰ๅฆฌใฎๆธฆใŒๅทปใ่ตทใ“ใ‚Šใ‹ใญใชใ„ๅญ˜ๅœจใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใพใงใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ้…ไฟกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸ่ฆ–่ด่€…ใŸใกใฏ็†่งฃใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใจใƒซใƒซใ‚นใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใฉใ‚Œใปใฉๆœฌๆฐ—ใงใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’ใ€‚ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใŒไปŠใพใงใฉใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚’็ฉใฟ้‡ใญใ€็„กๆฎ‹ใชๅงฟใ‚’ๆ™’ใ—ใฆใฏๆ•—ๅŒ—ใ—ใ€ๆ™‚ใซ้จ™ใ•ใ‚Œๅฅชใ‚ใ‚ŒใฆใใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚’โ€•โ€• ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใซๆœฌๆฐ—ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใง่“„็ฉใ—ใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใฏใ€ใŸใ‹ใŒใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใฉใ‚“ใชใซ็ฉใฟไธŠใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏๅนปๆƒณใฎๆ•ฐๅญ—ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใใ“ใซ่ฒปใ‚„ใ—ใŸๆ™‚้–“ใฏใพใ•ใ—ใๆœฌ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆƒ…็†ฑใ‚‚ๆœฌ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚’ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใชใ‚‰ใฐๆˆฆ็Šฏๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจ็Šฏ็ฝชๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซใชใ‚ใ†ใจๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใช่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’่ฆ–่ด่€…ใŸใกใฏ่ฆ‹ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใ‚’ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹่ฆ–่ด่€…ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใธใฎๆ„›ใ‚’่กŒๅ‹•ใง็คบใ—ใŸ่€…ใซๅฐŠๆ•ฌใฎๅฟตใฏๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆ‰นๅˆคใ™ใ‚‹ใชใฉใฏใ‚‚ใฃใฆใฎใปใ‹ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใฟใชๅŒใ˜ใงใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐ่‡ชๅˆ†่‡ช่บซใ‚’ๅฆๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ็น‹ใŒใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€็งใŸใกใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ€ใจใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฟœๆดใ—ใฆใญ!ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใƒฉใƒฉๅง‰......ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใฎ้Ÿณ้ ญใฏ่’ใถใ‚‹ๆดฅๆณขใฎใ”ใจใๆณขๅŠใ—ใ€่ฆ–่ด่€…ใŸใกใฏ็†ฑใ‚’ๅธฏใณใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใฎๅญใŒใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใซๅŠ ๅ…ฅใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซๆŽจใ™ใž!ใ€ ใ€Žใ€็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€‘ใฏใ‹ใ‚ใ„ใ„ใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใใ€ๅฑˆๆŒ‡ใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›่€…ใ ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎไปฒ้–“ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฏๅคฉไธ‹็„กๆ•ต!ใ€ ใ€Žไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใŒ้…ไฟกใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€็ตถๅฏพใซ่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใจใฎใ‚ณใƒฉใƒœใ‚’ใ€ๅฎŸ็พใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ่ชฐใ‚‚ใŒใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใซ็†ฑ็‹‚ใ—ใ€่ณ›็พŽใ‚’่ดˆใ‚‹ใชใ‹โ€•โ€• ๅฝ“ใฎๆœฌไบบใฏๆถ™็›ฎใซใชใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใตใ‚‹ใตใ‚‹ใจ้œ‡ใˆใ€ใƒˆใƒฉใƒณใƒ—ใฎใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใจใซใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใ“ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใชใฉใจใ€ไปŠใฏใพใ ่ชฐใ‚‚็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚
345 Episode 341: Thank The Stars For Their Enthusiasm "Hey Lulu, who's Tarot... a little too awesome?" "That's right, Lara sister. I was supposed to get stronger, but it's amazing...." The game distribution of the sister idol "Kralus" was secretly broadcasting a hot battle. It is a clash between the Silver Wolf unit led by the Silver Angel and the Mafia who cow the city.The ability to silence mafia who threaten the safety of citizens with overwhelming force and drag the top layer to the negotiating table they make. The audience understood the details of the conversation and interaction, even though they could not hear it. Silver Angel created a vivid impression of being a mercenary (player) who combines superior strength and wisdom. That's the silver angel...... "Who is it, the one who said he was a man of other people's will?" Well, I'm going to use Summon Monsters?Did you accept the other party's request for less turns to fight on your own? It seems that it will be difficult to control the movement of other Summoners like this. It's a fine skill! Ah, there are rumors like that.What the hell is a [head hunting freak]?Looking for angels, it seems they will kill you if you follow them to the end of the earth. " Hmm? I heard [Sadie Stick].When I chat with Angel-chan, the fear comes down and carves a trauma. " "No, no, no, no, no, no, no. If I touch angels, they'll threaten not to sell weapons to bald mercenaries." It's pretty strong Baki Night Work .... Even the cunning [lonely wolf] seems to be on Angel's side. "Her Majesty Queen Ignitol has certified her sister, Princess." There are rumors of disciples and friends of the legendary NPC [Sage Misola].... Though it's a small scale, you often act together with the bony Hundred Cavalry Night Run ...... The fierce men led by the strange samurai tone.... Alcohol at dusk ...... Now we're going to extend the silver realm to criminals. What, silver realm? It's a generic term for the forces that get angel drunk. Silver realm. Surely if I see that strength, I can't help but see mercenaries who look sacred. No, it's not just strength.As a matter of fact, I was able to recover my HP in an instant, and he helped me with expensive potions! " Ruth is right, you're so sweet. Exactly the angel who descended into this world...... Clara nods impressively as she sees the comments flowing on the delivery screen. "You know, Lulu, after all, if Talo and the three of us put out a video of the PvP course, it's going to grow." "Lara sister...." Even such cute exchanges cause the surroundings to melt away, so it is only said that their cuteness is the best in Japan. "I secretly broadcast it without the person's permission.... I did something to expose Taro's (player's) hands, and now I'm going to use Taro for our channel?" "I'm telling you, Lulu, the truth is that you want to play with Tarot and distribute with me." "That's... so, but... but, Tarotcha... don't say that." "Well, whatever Lulu thought, Tarot is also a real module.I want to talk about it..... " "Did we... did we...?" Meaningful remarks by Clara and Lulus raise the audience's expectations to the peak. Eh, is that silver-haired kid the same as Kralus and looks the same in reality!? Amazing Beauty! No, you saw it on TV.Give me the footage of the Crown Prince when he was proposed. " I don't watch TV.I only see Youtubo. " Anyway, it means you're a beautiful girl! Comments accelerate with more calories. "Silver Angel" may be distributed in collaboration with "Clarus". Even more dramatically, instead of the Silver Angel joining Kralus as a new member, the story is starting to flicker. "But Taro's gone somewhere.I wonder if that's some kind of metastasis ability. " "I wish I could see you before the arena event starts.But I wonder if Clarus will be able to join the [Dreams and Despair Crown]?There are some comfortable allies, and I'm sure they'll be fine! " When Clara looks into the dark, the view she sees is shared on the video site. There's... "Uh, gentlemen, thank you very much." Lulus lowers his head humbly in the same direction as Clara looks to absolute trust. The audience sees the scenery, asks for their beloved Clarus, absolutely defenseless, and each sends a Yale. Make sure Lara-chan wins! Take care of your cooperation with Lulu! I'm here for you! Be sure to protect our Krulus! Mercenaries (players) with countless comments nod quietly. They've been (...) keeping silent for a long time, around Clara and Ruth. We're constantly waiting to make sure it doesn't interfere with the delivery of Kralus.However, if necessary, it moves quickly to further boost the delivery of Clarus. More than 40 criminal (Gilty) mercenaries (Player) and war criminal (Judean) mercenaries.He watches the shadow of the alley, indoors, on the roof, along the street, and at a certain distance from Kralus everywhere. They are the guardian gods who have laid down themselves as criminals only for the sake of the 'Kralus' and have come to this city as believers. Originally, there could be a vortex of jealousy among viewers, such as' those who play games with Kralus and dislike them '.However, the viewers who had watched the game play so far understood. See how seriously Clara and Ruth are playing this game.At the same time, I want to know how many failures they have made so far, how many defeats they've lost and how many they've sometimes been deceived and robbed of. I'm serious about this game. The status accumulated in the game is data only.No matter how much it piles up, it's a fantasy number. But the time spent there is real, and the passion is real. Viewers have seen how prepared they are to burn their lives and stack up important things (characters) to become criminal mercenaries or war criminals for the sake of Kralus. Because I am a viewer who loves Clarus, I have no choice but to criticize those who show their love for Clarus in their actions, even though they have a sense of respect.Because everyone feels the same way about Kralus, and if they deny them, they deny themselves. "Well then, everyone, let's support Clarus and Silver Angel so that Tarot can be together!" "Hey, Lara sister...." Clara's head spreads like a rough tsunami, causing the audience to get hot. If she joins Krulus, I will definitely recommend her! [Silver Angel] is not only cute, but also one of the best talented. If you join Krulus, our Krulus will be invincible! "I'd definitely like to see it if she delivers it, too." Let me realize my collaboration with Kralus! Everyone is passionate about the Silver Angel and praises it. Nobody knows yet that the person in question is trembling while sifting with tears and glittering with cards on cards.
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339่ฉฑ ๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฟƒ ใ€Œใ•ใ‚ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใฎ้‹ๅ‘ฝใ‚’ใ€้‹ใซๅง”ใญใฆใฟใ‚‹ใŠ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใฎ่ช˜ใ„ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ่ญฆๆˆ’ใ‚’้‡ใญ่ณชๅ•ใง่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ณญใ‘ใจใ„ใ†ใŒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹? ่ฉณ็ดฐใ‚’ไผใˆใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ไปŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใจๅพ่ผฉใงใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ—ใŸใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใŒๅ‹ใฆใฐ600ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’็„กๅˆฉๅญใงใŠ่ฒธใ—ใ—ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ใ€ใƒขใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ€‘ใงใฎ็ฌฌไธ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆ็™บ่จ€ๆจฉใ‚’ไป˜ไธŽใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใŒๅ‹ใฃใŸใชใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใซใฏ1000ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’ใŠ่ฒธใ—ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใชใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใ€‚ๆ‹…ไฟใฏใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎ็ˆตไฝๆจฉใงใ™......ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ๆœŸ้–“ๅ†…ใซๅ€Ÿ้‡‘่ฟ”ๆธˆใŒใงใใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๆ‹…ไฟใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใพใ™ใ€ ่ฒธใ—ใŸ้‡‘้กใฎ2ๅ€่ฟ‘ใใ‚’่ฟ”ใ›ใจใ€400ไธ‡ใ‚‚ใฎๅˆฉๅญใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณ......ใใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŸ่ณช็š„ใซไฟบใฎ้ ˜ไธปๆจฉใ‚’ๅฅชใ†็ฎ—ๆฎตใŒ้€ใ‘ใฆ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅฑ้™บใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่ถณๅ…ƒใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ–ใ‚Šๅผ•ใใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ตถๅฏพใซใ€ไน—ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„่ณญใ‘ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉโ€•โ€• ไฟบใฏ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ไบบใŒ็„กๆฎ‹ใซใ‚‚่ฝขใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ใฎ็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใงๆฎ‹้…ทใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏใ€ไปŠใ‚‚ใชใŠ่„ณ่ฃใซ้ฎฎๆ˜Žใซ็„ผใไป˜ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใงไบบใŒ่ก€ ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใช็†ไธๅฐฝใชๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใŒใ€ๆ•…ๆ„็š„ใซ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ„ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ไป–ใซใ€็พๅฎŸใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใชใฉใ€ไฟบใซใฏๆ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ„......ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ“ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’......ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ‚’้€ƒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ€ไป–ใซ่ฝขใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰? ็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰......ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไธ€็”ŸๅพŒๆ‚”ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใงใฎ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€่ชฐใ‹ใฎๅ‹้”ใŒ่ฝขใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใจๅ˜†ใๅฃฐใ‚’่žใใŸใณใซใ€่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ไฟบใŒใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใฎๆๆกˆใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚Œใฐใจใ€ใใ†ๅพŒๆ‚”ใฏใ—ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......่ฟ”ๆธˆๆœŸ้–“ใฏใ„ใคใพใงใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฆใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ......! ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฏ1000ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใฎ่ฒ ๅ‚ตใงใ‚‚ใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฏไฝ•ๅๅ„„ๅ††ใฃใฆๅ€Ÿ้‡‘ใซใชใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใพใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซ้ ˜ๅœฐใฎๆฒกๅŽใ ใฃใฆใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฉใ†ๅๆ˜ ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฆๅฎš็š„ใซ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใฏ้€ฒใ‚ใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅพ…ใกใซใชใฃใฆใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅผ•ใ„ใฆใ‚‚็พๅฎŸใงใฎไบ‹ไปถใฏใ€่ชฐใฎใ›ใ„ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆŠ‘ๆญขใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๆ„ๆ€ใฏๆบใ‚‰ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆบใ‚‰ใ’ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฐกๅ˜ใงใ™ใ‚ˆๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใ€‚3็•ชๅ‹่ฒ ใฎใƒใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใ™ใชใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใฎ่ณญใ‘ใ€ไน—ใฃใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใใ‚“......! ไป–ใซใ„ใ„ๆ–นๆณ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒไฟบใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจ็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒไฟบใฏๅๅฐ„็š„ใซใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่ƒธใซๅˆบใ•ใ‚Šใใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซๅคงใใชๅฃฐใงๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๆๆ€–ใ‚’้ฎใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒƒใƒƒ!ใ€ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸๅฃฐใŒใฒใฉใ่’ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’็ชใๆ”พใ™ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€ใƒใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎใ“ใจใ‚’ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅฃฐใ‚’่’ใ’ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็ฝชๆ‚ชๆ„ŸใŒๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใจไฟบใฎๆฑบๅฟƒใŒๆบใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใ‚’้ฉšใ„ใŸๆง˜ๅญใง่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใซใ€Žๅฑ้™บใชใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไปŠใ“ใ“ใงๆฑบใ‚ใชใใฆใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฉฑใซใฎใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ€็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ใจโ€•โ€• ใใ†ๅ•ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใใ†ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใฃใจๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใ‚‚้‡ใ„่ฒฌไปปใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€่‹ฆใ—ใ‚“ใงใ€ๆ‚ฒใ—ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰......่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็›ฎ้ ญใŒ็†ฑใใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„ๆ€ใฎๅŠ›ใง็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใญใ˜ไผใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅฐใ•ใๆฏใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฎๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใซๆ€’้ณดใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่ฌใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„ฆใฃใฆๆ€’้ณดใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ€ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใญใ€ ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€3ไบบใฏๅ…จๅ“กใŒ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใฆใชใ•ใใ†ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ไผใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏ็œ‰ใ‚’ๅ…ซใฎๅญ—ใซใ—ใฆใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใซใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใซ......ใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆญชใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‰นใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‚ทใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใ†ใชๆง˜ๅญใฏ ๅฅฝใใชไบบใซๅซŒใชๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใŒ่ƒธใ‚’ๆŠ‰ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ€’ใ‚Šใฃใฝใ„็”ทๅญใ ใฃใฆๅซŒใ‚ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‹ใช......ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ไปŠใฏไฟบไธ€ไบบใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใจใ‹ๆ‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๅ‹่ฒ ใงใใ‚‹ๅฟƒใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎ่ณญใ‘ใ€ใฎใฃใŸใžใ€ ๆฐ—ใพใšใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ ใฟใ‚“ใชใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฏใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใธใจๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใ€‚ไฟบใŒใ€ใƒขใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณๅง”ๅ“กไผšใ€‘ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๆๆกˆใŒ้€šใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏ่ณญใ‘ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใŠใๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ„ใŸใฃใฆๅ˜็ด”ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๅคงไผšๅ‹Ÿ้›†่€…ใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ใจๅ‘Š็Ÿฅใงใใ‚Œใฐใ€็Šฏ็ฝชๅ‚ญๅ…ตใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ไบบ้”ใ‚‚ๆธ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅคฑใฃใฆใ‚‚้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใธใฎๅ‚ๅŠ ๆจฉใฏๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ๅฎฃไผๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’ๅทฅๅคซใ™ใ‚Œใฐ......ๆœ‰่ฑก็„ก่ฑกใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Š็ฎก็†ใŒ ไฟบใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใฏ่€ƒใˆใ“ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไฟบใง็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒใฉใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ใใฎๅๅฟœใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆฌกใซๆ‰“ใกๅ‡บใ™่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใชใใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒๆ€่€ƒใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๆ€่€ƒๆ™‚้–“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ„ใใคใ‹ใฎไบˆๆธฌใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใฏ่€ƒใˆใŒใพใจใพใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅฐใ•ใๅ”ธใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰็ต่ซ–ใ‚’่ฟฐในใŸใ€‚ ใฏๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใฎใ”ๆๆกˆใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†ๅๅˆ†ใชๅฏพๆˆฆใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใฏๆƒใฃใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ—ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃๆง˜ใŒๆŠ•่ณ‡ใชใ•ใ‚‹ๅทจ้กใฎ่ณ‡้‡‘ใงไบˆๅฎšใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅฐ‘ใชใใชใฃใŸๅŽ็›Šๆๅคฑใฏ่ณ„ใˆใ‚‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€‚ใŸใ ใ—ใ€ไป–ใฎๅง”ๅ“กใฎใŠๆญดใ€…ใŒๆ‰ฟ่ซพใชใ•ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏไธๆ˜Žใงใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹? ใ‚ใชใŸใŒๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ™ใ‚Œใฐไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใ‚‚้ฆ–ใ‚’็ธฆใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ไฟบใซ600ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ‚’ใฝใ‚“ใจๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹่ฒกๅŠ›ใ€ใใ‚ŒใฏๅฝผใŒๆ”ฏๆ‰•ใฃใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ๆŠ•่ณ‡้‡‘ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€ใƒขใƒชใ‚ฌใƒณๅง”ๅ“กใ€‘ใฎ3ไบบ็›ธๅฝ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๅฝผใŒๅพ“ใˆใ‚‹ๆง‹ๆˆๅ“กใฎๆ•ฐใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚้šไธ€ใ€‚ ่ชฐใŒๅฝผใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใซๅๅฏพใ—ใŸใ„ใจๅไน—ใ‚Šใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎNPCใซใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚ใ€ใ€ใ‚ชใƒซใƒˆใƒญใ‚น ใ€Œใˆใˆใ€‚ๅˆฅใซใ‚ทใƒžใ‚’่’ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ€ๅพดๅŽใ—ใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใงใ™ใŒ......ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใ‘ใซใ‚ดใƒŸๅ…ฑใฎๆ”ฏๆŒ็Ž‡ใŒ้ซ˜ใใฆใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ดใƒŸๅ…ฑ......?ใ€ ใชใซใ›ไธ็ฉๅˆ†ๅญใ‚’ๅˆถ้™ใ—ใคใคใ€ไฟบใŒๆŒใค้ ˜ไธปๆจฉใ™ใ‚‰ๅฅชใˆใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๅคงไผšๅ‚ๅŠ ่€…ใฎไธญใซใ‚‚ๅคšใใฎไฟกๅฅ‰่€…ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠๅข—ใˆใฆใ€ๅค‰ใซ้จ’ใŽใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ๅฟƒ้…ใงใ—ใฆใญใˆใ€ ใ€Œไฟกๅฅ‰่€…......?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€‚ๅŒๅญใฎๅง‰ๅฆนใซใฏๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ๆ—ฆ้‚ฃใ•ใพใ€ ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใŒใƒใƒผใ‚ซใƒผ็”จใฎใ‚ซใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’้ƒจไธ‹ใซ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ”พใฃใŸๅง‰ๅฆนใฎๅๅ‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใ“ใซใใฆไธ€็•ช้ฉšใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏไบˆๆƒณใฎๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใ‚’ใ„ใ2ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚
343 Episode 339 Shaking Heart "Now, are you prepared to entrust your fate to your fate?" At Lucky Luciano's invitation, I'll ask you a few more questions. "... betting, but what bet?I want you to tell me the details. " "Yes, of course. I'm going to play a little game with you and me now.So, if Milord wins, I'll lend you 6 million eso at no interest, and I'll give you the first priority in the [Morrigan Commission]. " "Lucky Luciano, if you win?" "You must have lent your husband 10 million eso.The collateral is the title of this city... and of course, if you don't repay your debt within the time frame, you'll get the collateral. " Returning nearly twice the amount you owe me means paying 4 million in interest... and it looks like you're practically stealing my sovereign rights. Pretty dangerous, and this is a deal that was completely seen at the foot. Never bet on a ride. But... I saw a man run over in front of me.That merciless and cruel sight still burns clearly into my head. Hell where people are bloodstained and unconscious in reality.The neighbors of the victims called for help in desperate shapes and panicked into chaos. Such an irrational event cannot happen intentionally. I can't think of any other way to change reality anymore...! What if I... miss a chance on this offer and there's no other way to stop the hit-and-run!? What if they don't find us!? I will regret it for the rest of my life. Every time I see news, every time I hear someone's friend mourn a hit, I can't stand it.If I had been on Lucky Luciano's offer, I wouldn't have regretted it. "... how long is the repayment period?" "Wait, Tianji-sama....! Even a debt of 10 million eso in the Clan Clan could be billions of yen in reality.And how does the confiscation of territory reflect reality... " Mina shakes her head negatively on my question. I don't want to go any further with this story. "Please wait, Mr. Talo.It's no one's fault if we pull it down here. " Lily shouts deterrence, but my intentions do not waver. Don't shake. "It's easy, Milord. It's poker game number three." "Very well, I got on that bet." "Taro-chan...! There may be another way..." Even Akane stood up trying to stop me. But I'm reflexively blocking the fear of pushing her out loud before her words pierce her chest. "Shut up!" The voice coming out of my mouth was so rough that I realized that it meant throwing them away, happiness. I yelled at everyone who worried about me. I feel guilty all at once... but if I didn't, my determination would be shaken. There was such an excuse, and they stared at me in surprise and said, "I know it's dangerous.But what if we don't decide right now, if we don't talk about it, and we don't find a way to change reality? " That's how I feel about asking questions. But if you use words like that, they will certainly feel a heavy responsibility, suffer, and grieve. That's why I can't say. I can't help but twist my eyeballs down with my will. Breathe out a little bit and make a normal face. Stay calm, me. And apologize to everyone who yelled at me for worrying about me. "I'm sorry I yelled at you in such a hurry." I lowered my head, but all three fell face to face as if they weren't convinced. Mina turned her eyebrows into eight characters, Lily looked upset, and Towa looked sad... each distorting her expression. Especially there was something about Towa that seemed to be hurt. The fact that I made someone I like feel bad makes me feel bad. I wonder if even an angry boy hates me... But now, there are important things that need to take precedence over my feelings and love alone. That's why we have to switch our minds and create a mind that can compete well. "I made that bet." so that they can escape from awkward air. I turned to Lucky Luciano to get away from everybody. "Lucky Luciano, if I join the Morrigan Commission, I will immediately stop recruiting for the Dreams crown." That's why we need to make sure this proposal goes through before we make a bet. My aim is simple.If we can announce that we will stop recruiting more tournaments, fewer people will want to become criminal mercenaries. If you lose trust, you won't be able to participate in the arena. "... if you devise a propaganda phrase... it will be more manageable than collecting a statue, but..." Lucky Luciano is thinking about my question. I have to decide what the other person will say next, depending on the reaction.That's why the other person's thinking time is also my thinking time, and I make some predictions. After a while, he concluded with a small roar as to whether his thoughts had come together. "Very well, I agree with your suggestion.We already have enough matching cards, and the huge amount of money that Milord will invest will cover less revenue loss than planned.However, it is unclear whether the history of the other committee members will accept it. " "What are you talking about? If you agree, will the others shake their heads vertically?" The ability to pomp 6 million eso into me is equivalent to three members of the [Morrigan Commission], including the investment money he would have paid.And the number of members he can follow is the best in the city. Who will name you who wants to disagree with his opinion? At least it doesn't seem to be in the city's NPC. "Well, only the [Orthos (family)] and the [Yashiyakumi (Yashiyakumi)] seem to oppose your intentions directly." "Yes. It's not like I'm roughing up or collecting anything, but... somehow, there's a lot of support for garbage." "Both garbage...?" I might even be able to take my sovereign rights while limiting the disturbed. "It seems that there are many followers among the tournament participants.I'm not worried about making any more noise. " "Believer...?" "Yes, be careful with the twin sisters, sir." The name of the sister Lucky Luciano let his men have poker cards for me is the most surprising thing I've ever been here. Because it was two people who went up the diagonal of expectations.
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287่ฉฑ ใƒใ‚ณใฎ่ก—ใ€Žใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒซใƒณใƒ†ใ€ ไธ€ๆ—ฅใถใ‚Šใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใธใจใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใงใใŸไฟบใฏใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡......็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใจๅฉš็ด„ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใ‚„ใ‚“ใกใ‚ƒใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็พๅฎŸใงใ‚‚็ชใฃใฑใญใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใชใ?ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰็ง้”ใซ้ ๆ…ฎใชใ็›ธ่ซ‡ใ—ใฆใญ? ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ๅฐ‚็”จใฎใƒญใƒชใ‚ฃใ‚ฟๆœใ‚‚ๆบ–ๅ‚™ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใพใŸๅ‰ใฟใŸใ„ใซ้Šใ‚“ใ ใ‚Šใ€ใจใ‹ใ€ ็Ÿณๆค…ๅญใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€ง้™ฃใฏไฟบใ‚’ๅ„ชใ—ใๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใฏ้ ญใ‚’ใชใงใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใœไฟบใฏใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใฎ่‚กใฎ้–“ใซใ™ใฃใฝใ‚ŠใจใŠใ•ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€ๆŠฑใใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธญใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใฎใฉใ‹ใช็”ฐๅœ’้ขจๆ™ฏใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใซใชใ€ ใ€Œ็พๅฎŸใงใฏๅคšๅฟ™ๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€ใญใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใฎ็™’ใ—ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใชใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใ€้žๅธธใซใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจใงใใ‚‹ๆ™ฏ่ฆณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅœŸใŒ่ธใฟๅ›บใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใฆใงใใŸ้“ใ€‚็ŸณใŒ็ฉใพใ‚Œใฆ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎถๅฑ‹ใ‚„ใ€้“ใซๆฒฟใฃใฆๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹็Ÿณๅก€ใ€‚ใใ“ใซใกใ‚‰ใปใ‚‰ใจ่กŒใไบคใ†NPCใŸใกใ€‚ ็ท‘่ฑŠใ‹ใซๆœจใ€…ใŒๆ‰€ใ€…ใซ็”Ÿใ„่Œ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๆžœใฆใฏ็”ฐ็•‘ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€็Œซใ ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๅคšใใฎ็ŒซใŒ็”Ÿๆฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใ‚‚ไธ€ๅŒนใฎ็ŒซใŒ็Ÿณใฎ ใ“ใ“ใฏๆœ€่ฟ‘็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žใƒใ‚ณใฎ่ก—ใƒ‹ใƒฃใƒซใƒณใƒ†ใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฉใ‹ใฎ็”บใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ก—ใงๆ–ฐใ—ใ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž ใ€ŒไปŠๅพŒใฎๆ–น้‡ใฏใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญไผฏ็ˆต้ ˜ใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใจๅœฐไฝใฎๅ‘ไธŠใซๅŠชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงๆจฉๅŠ›ใจ่ฒกๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ›ใฐใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฎไป็ฅžๅฎฎๅฎถใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใญใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๆฎ‹ใ‚Šไธ€้€ฑ้–“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......้–“ใซๅˆใ†ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎใ“ใจใฏใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใœ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใคใงใ‚‚้ ผใฃใฆใญ? ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ไฟบใฏ็พๅฎŸใงใ€ๅๅฎถใฎๅ‹‰ๅผทใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฝœๆณ•ใฎ่จ“็ทดใ‚„ใ‚‰ใงๅคงๅŠใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’่ฒปใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไธ€ๆ—ฅใซใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใงใใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใฏ1~2ๆ™‚้–“็จ‹ๅบฆใซๆฟ€ๆธ›ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ6ๆ—ฅใŒ้ŽใŽใŸ้ ƒใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใฏใ€Žๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใ€ใซๅ…ฅๅญฆไบˆๅฎšใฎๅ‰ๆ—ฅใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€Ž่ปขๅ…ฅใฎไปถใฏใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅ›ž้ฟใงใใŸใžใ€ใจๅฃใซๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆใ€ๆ›ธๆ–Žใธใจ่ตดใใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๆ‰‰ใ‚’ใ‚ปใƒใ‚น็ˆบใŒ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ€ใ„ใ–ๅฎคๅ†…ใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒใชใœใ‹็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ›ธๆ–Žใซใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅพŒใ‚ใซใฏ็šฎๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใŸ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบใฎใ“ใ‚“ใช ็พžๆฅๅฟƒใŒ้ŽŒ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใšใ€ไฟบใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅ‘ผใ‚“ใ ใฎใ ใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€ ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ„ใคใซใชใๅŽณใ‚ใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚
290 287 Stories The City Of Cats "Nyalunte" For the first time in a day, I was able to log into Clan Clan, and I was seeing Yukiya Shizuku. "Kind of Talo, looks like a tough one... Engagement with His Royal Highness the Crown Prince, if you screw it up in the game, can't you even poke it in real life? "If anything happens, don't hesitate to talk to us, okay? I also have Lolita clothes for Taro at all times, so I can play like before again, or something." The women sitting in the stone chair worry about me gently, and they get their heads together. I don't care, why am I soaked and hugged between my strands? "There's such an idyllic countryside in the game." "I'm extremely busy in real life, right? I hope the view here heals Taro at all." My best friends were right, it was a very relaxing landscape. A path where soil was trampled and consolidated. Houses stacked with stones or stone walls flowing along the road. NPCs hanging out there. The trees are lush everywhere, with fields spreading out at the end. "Oh, it's a cat." And many cats live there. Even now, a cat moves quickly to the stone walls, suddenly nodding, his tail dripping and staring at me. This is an idyllic town recently discovered called 'The Cat City of Nyalunte'. They say the newly discovered skill 'Sleeper Keeper' in this city is now a bit of a topic of discussion. "Will future policies strive to improve the influence and status of Count Tallo's territory" "More power and financial power in the game would make it easier for the Buddhist shrine family's opinions in reality to follow suit, too. That said, with a week left... can we make it? "Let's just do what we can, shall we? "We'll work together! "You can always count on me, can't you? Taro." I spent most of my time studying and training my famous family, so the amount of time I could log in a day was drastically reduced to about an hour or two. And when the 6th passed, that is, the day before I was scheduled to enroll in "The Royal School of Japan". Please, I'm going to the study hoping that my father will say, "I've managed to avoid the transfer." That's how Grandpa Sebastian opened the door and went into the room... My best friends were in my father's study for some reason. Behind me is a father who calmed down in a leather chair. These guys saw me in a room like this!? I don't care if shame brings sickles, my father answers my questions. "... my father called, Shintaro" My father had a tough look at all times.
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305่ฉฑ ่’ผๅคฉใจ้›ถ้ป’ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซ ใ€Œ็‹ก็Œพใจๅ—œ่™ใฎ ๆ‹ณ้Šƒใ‚’ๆบใˆใ€่‡ช่บซใ‚’ใ€ๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€‘ใจๅไน—ใ‚‹็”ทใฏ้™ฝๆฐ—ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ“ใฃใกใ‚’็จใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใชใฃใฆใ€ ใใฎ่ปฝใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใฏ็Ž‹ไฝใ‚’ๆŒใกใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ”พๆตชใฎ่บซใซใฏไผผๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆŒใŸใฌ็Ž‹? ๆป…ใ‚“ใ ๅ›ฝใฎ็Ž‹? ้•ใ†ใžใ‚ฉ~ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒฉใƒชใจ ใพใ‚‹ใงไฟบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝ™่ฃ•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ไฟบๆง˜ใŒ็Ž‡ใ„ใ‚‹่‡ฃไธ‹ใ€ๅ›ฝๆฐ‘ใ€ๅ›ฝใฏใ€ๅธธใซใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใŒใใ†่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ๅฝผใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใ‚ˆใ‚Š็„กๆ•ฐใฎ็…™ใŒๅฑฑใฎใ”ใจใๆฒธใ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๅคงๅฐๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅฝขใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไบบใ‚„็ฃใ€ไธญใซใฏ็ซœใ‚„้ฌผใ€ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใ‚„ๅคฉไฝฟใ€ๅทจไบบใซ้ญ”็‰ฉใชใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ ใฟใชไธ€ๆง˜ใซๅพฎๅ‹•ใ ใซใ›ใšใ€ๅฝผใซ็€ใๅพ“ใ†ๆง˜ใฏๅฃฎ่ฆณใง......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่ฟซๅŠ›ใซๅœงๅ€’ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ่ถ…ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ไฟบๆง˜้”ใ‚’ใ€ ๅฑฑ่ถŠใˆโ€•โ€•ใจใ„ใ†้ŸฟใใŒใ—ใฃใใ‚Šใจใใ‚‹่‡จๅ ดๆ„Ÿใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ฅใ‹ใซ้ซ˜ใ„้ ‚ใใ‚’็›ฎใซใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใŒๅผทๆฐ—ใง้ ทใ‘ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ็™ฝ็ŒซใŸใกใฏ็„กไบ‹ใงใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใซๆ•ตๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅฟ—ใŒใชใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€็„ก้—‡ใซใ‚ฑใƒณใ‚ซใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบ้”3ไบบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใƒ•ใƒซใƒ•ใƒซใจๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚Šใ€้™ๅ‚ใฎๆ„ใ‚’็คบใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใƒผใ†ใ€ใปใ†ใ€‚่ณขๆ˜Žใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซไฟบๆง˜ใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ—ใฆใชใ„ใžใ‚ฉ~ใ€ ๅฝผใฏใพใŸใŸใณใซ้…”ใฃใŸ็™ฝ็ŒซใŸใกใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ€ๆบ€่ถณใ’ใซ้ ทใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰็™ฝ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฉใ‚‚ใฏใช? ๆ€ๅฟต้ญ”ๅŠ›ใฃใคใ†็‰นๅˆฅใชๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚“ใงใ€ใพใŸใŸใณใ‚’ใ‹ใ„ใงๆฐ—ๆŒใก่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ‚ฉ~ใ€้Šใถ! ใƒใ‚บใƒŸใ‚’ๅ—œ่™็š„ใซๆฎบใ•ใš็”Ÿใ‹ใ•ใšใ€ใ„ใ˜ใฃใฆ็—›ใ‚ใคใ‘ใฆใ€ๆ„‰ใ—ใใ†ใซใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ‚‹ใจใฉใ†ใ ใ€‚็™ฝ็Œซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฉใ‚‚ใฎๆ€ๅฟต้ญ”ๅŠ›ใŒใ€่‰ฏ่ณชใชๅนป้œŠใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚€ใ€‚ไฟบๆง˜ใฏใŸใ ใ‚ฝใƒฌใ‚’ๅ›žๅŽใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ ใ‘ใ ใžใ‚ฉ~ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ๅฝผใŒใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใ‚’็™ฝ็Œซใซๆไพ›ใ™ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€้ป’็ŒซใŸใกใจใฎไบ‰ใ„ใฏๆฐธ้ ใซ็ถšใใ€‚ ็Œซ้”ใฎๆˆฆไบ‰ใฏๆญขใพใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚็™ฝ็Œซใจ้ป’็Œซใฏใšใฃใจไปฒใฎๆ‚ชใ„ใพใพใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ?ใ€ ไฟบใฎ่ณชๅ•ใซใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใŸใ€‚ ๅฟƒใฎๅบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žใใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใŸ?ใ€ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€‚ ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆทฑใใ†ใซไฟบใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ€ไธๆ•ตใซ็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใ€‚ ้’ใจ้ป’ใ€ไฟบใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใฎไธญใงใใฎไบŒ่‰ฒใ‚’้ฎฎ็ƒˆใซ้€ฃๆƒณใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ......ๅคง็ฉบใจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใ€ใ€็ฉบ็Œ›ใ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ€‘ใจใ€ๆ„›ใ‚†ใˆใซ ็จฎใ€‘NPCใ ใฃใŸใฎ!? ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆ–นใฏใ€ๅคšๅˆ†ใกใŒใ†ใฏใšใ€‚ใ€็ฅžๆ™บใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ธใƒปใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใ€‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ตไธ–ใ€‘ใฎ็งฐๅทใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใ„ใ ใฎใฏใ€ใ€ๅ‰ตๆ†Žใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€‘ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€‘ใฎไธ€ๆŸฑใฏใ€ๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ€‘ใจใชใฃใŸใƒŽใ‚ขใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใซๅธซไบ‹ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใŸใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅคšๅฐ‘ใฏๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใซใฏ ......ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพไผš่ฉฑใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆๅฝผใ‹ใ‚‰ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€่ฟ‚้—Šใช็™บ่จ€ใฏๆ†šใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็Šถๆณใ ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ›่บซไฝ“ใฎ่‡ช็”ฑใŒๅŠนใ‹ใšใ€็”ŸๆฎบไธŽๅฅชใฏใ‚ใกใ‚‰ใซๆกใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใพใพใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ—ใชใ„ใฎใฏๆ„šใฎ้ชจ้ ‚ใ€‚ ใ›ใฃใ‹ใไผšใˆใŸใ€ๅคฉๆป…ใฎๅๆฐใ€‘ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ“ใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใฏๆœ€ๅคง้™ใซๆดปใ‹ใ™ในใใ ใ€‚ใใ†ใ€ๅผทๅคงใชๅญ˜ๅœจใฎ่ฑกๅพดใจใ—ใฆๅ›ใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹NPCใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๆฌ ็‚นใ‚„ใปใ“ใ‚ใณใ€ๅผฑ็‚นใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใซใฎใฟ้ฉ็”จใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“NPCใซใฏๅŠนๆžœใŒใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไบบ้–“ไปฅไธŠใซไบบ้–“่‡ญใ„ๅ–‹ใ‚Šๆ–นใ€็‰นๅพดใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€็†พๅคฉ็จฎใ€‘NPCใชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใญ? ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆใ•ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ•ใ€‚ ไธ€้ƒจใงใ‚‚ใ“ใ„ใคใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚„้ƒจไฝใฃใฆ็ด ๆๅŒ–ใงใใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใฃใฆ? ๅฐ†ๆฅ็š„ใซใฏใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€ๆˆฆใฃใฆๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฝใจใ—ใฆใ€็ด ๆๅŒ–ใงใใŸใ‚‰ใƒญใƒžใƒณใงใ—ใ‚‡? ใ ใฃใฆใ€ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏใ€ๆฐธ้ ใซใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใฏ่จชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‘ใฉ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใฎใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใฏๅˆฅใ ใ€‚ ใ€ๅƒ้Šƒใฎๆ”พๆตช็Ž‹ใ‚ชใƒชใƒณใƒžใƒซใ‚ฏใƒปใ‚ตใƒผใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚คใ‚นใ€‘ใ€ๅฝผใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹่บซไฝ“ใฎ้ƒจไฝใซใ€Žๆฌ ๆใ€ใจใ€Žๅˆ‡ๆ–ญใ€ใฎๆ•ฐๅ€คใฏใ€Ž0ใ€ใจ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€่“„็ฉๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ€ใ‚‚ใŽๅ–ใ‚ŒใฐๆŽกๅ–ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†้ฉšๆ„•ใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€็‰นๅˆฅใชNPCใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹? ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅฅดใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ ็ฐกๅ˜ใซใƒใƒฌใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ๅฝผใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏๅ–œใณใซๆบ€ใกๆบขใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๆ‚ชใ„ๆ–นใซใฏใ„ใฃใฆใชใ„? ใ€Œใปใƒผใ†ใ€ใปใ†ใ€‚ไฟบๆง˜ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใใฎ็‹ก็Œพใ•ใ€ๆฐ—ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใžใ‚ฉ~! ็”ท็ˆตใซใชใฃใŸ ็„กๆฉŸ่ณชใชๅฝผใฎ็พŽ่ฒŒใŒๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใงๆญชใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ? ใŠๅ‰ใซใชใ‚‰ใ€้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใฎใพใŸใŸใณใ€‘ใฎๅœจใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚’ๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใžใ‚ฉ~ใ€
309 305 Stories Aotearoa And Zero Black Alchemist "The Purple Garden of Cunning and Abuse... I am [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of Thousands]" The man who carries a pistol and calls himself [Ten of Heavenly Extinction] speaks cheerfully. "Yes, look at me." That light tone suited the wandering self while holding the throne. "A king without a country? The king of doomed nations? No, you're not." Shine the eyes of a chirali and purple crystal (amethyst) and smile lusciously. They make room as if they're reading my insides. "- My lord, my people, my country, always be here." If [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns] put it that way, countless smokes boiled down the mountain more than behind him. They come in many shapes, large and small, and every phantom spirit (Phantom), including dragons and ghosts, demons and angels, and demons to giants. Everyone is spectacular not to be as slight as they are, but to follow him... after all, they are overwhelmed by the force. "Can you go beyond that? Take us." The intensity of the sound of crossing the mountain - comes firmly together. No, I saw a much higher offering than that, and who would nod with strength? If the White Cats are safe and unwilling to be hostile to their opponents, they don't need to sell fights without darkness. So the three of us shook our heads full and sideways, indicating our intention to surrender. "Ho, ho. Wise. Besides, I didn't do anything wrong." Once again he nodded contentedly, pointing to the intoxicated white cats. "What about these white cats? I have a special power to bewitch thoughts. So, make me feel better once again. Wow, play! Don't let the rat die and live abusively, tease and hurt and toy with pleasure" "Yes..." "How about that? The ideological magic of the White Cats produces quality phantom spirits. All I'm saying is I'm retrieving the sole." I see. But the fight with the Black Cats goes on forever more than he offers [once again of charm] to the White Cats. The cats will not stop the war. "But then the white cat and the black cat will remain unfriendly all the time? To my question [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns] tilted his neck. From the bottom of my heart: 'What's wrong with that?' But as I say. He looks at me with interest and laughs invincibly [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns]. Blue and black, vividly reminiscent of those two colors in my memory... the guardian of the sky and fairies, [Mithola the Sky Raging Wise] and [Richie Damon, Alchemist of Doom and Regeneration], who crushed the East Giant Kingdom (Giga Makina) because of love, are both fringe NPCs. Did you say Mr. Mithola was an NPC? If you're Master Richie, maybe not. The title of [Genesis] was inherited from [New Age Saint Germain, Alchemist of Divine Wisdom] by [Noah World, Alchemist of Injury], so I guess one pillar of [Ten of Heavenly Extinction] is Noah, who became [Alchemist of Genesis]. Still, from Master Richie, who was mentored by Saint Germain, I have taken over some of my powers. So [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns] has zero black (Reikoku) and a flickering look on it? ... I don't have enough information. I would like to continue the conversation and extract information from him, but a far-fetched statement is a circumstance. Anyway, physical freedom doesn't work, and the biocide remains gripped over there. Because doing nothing is the pinnacle of stupidity. Because of this meeting [Mr. Ten of Heavenly Extinction], as an alchemist, we should make the most of this opportunity. Yes, it explores whether NPC, whispered as a symbol of mighty existence, also has slight faults, dust, and weaknesses. Well, it seems that this demon eye only applies to mercenaries (players), so of course it doesn't work for NPC, but I will stare at it thinking what if it's a [Heavenly Species] NPC that has more human smell than humans. No, right? As an alchemist, I knew it would bother me. You can't even partially material this guy's body or parts? In the future, you see, if you could fight and cut it off and material it, you'd be romantic, right? 'Cause I think there's a lot of stuff made of [Shitene]!? Of course I won't have the opportunity to do that to Mr. Missora, who's taking care of me. Except for the guy in front of me. [Olympic Surface, Wandering King of a Thousand Guns], the figures for 'defect' and 'amputation' were labeled '0' in all parts of his body. In other words, it is a stunning fact that it is accumulatable and, if taken, can be collected. No, because it's a special NPC? And what's that letter all around him...? I found out easily. But his expression is full of joy, so he's not in the bad? "Ho, ho. I like the cunning of peeking at me! There's someone more attractive than him who became a Viscount." Inorganic his beauty distorts with a smile. "What do you say? You can tell me where [once again] you are."
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242่ฉฑ ้›ๅ†ถๅธซใŸใกใฎใ–ใ‚ใ‚ใ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใฎ ใฎๅธณ็ฐฟใ‚„่ณ‡้‡‘ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ไบคๆธ‰ไบ‹ใฏใ€็ฌฌไธ‰ๅธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎ้ ˜ๅˆ†ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณ้šไธ€ใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆญฆๅ™จ้›ๅ†ถๅฐ‚้–€ใฎ ๅพ’ๅผŸ้”ใฏใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’็ใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใจใฏๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒๆฅๅบ—ใ—ใฆใใŸๅพŒใชใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็พใ‚ŒๅŽปใฃใŸๅพŒใฏใ€ๆฑบใพใฃใฆๅทฅๆˆฟใฎไปฃ่กจๆ ผใฏ้ก”ใ‚’็ชใๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅธธใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ’ๅผŸใŸใกใฎ่‚ฒๆˆใŒ็ฌฌไบŒๅธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบใฎๅฝน็›ฎใ€‚ใใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่ณ‡้‡‘็ฎก็†ใฏใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใซไปปใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ„ใ†ๅ–ใ‚Šๆฑบใ‚ใƒณใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฃใ‚’ๆŒŸใพใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ ใŒใฃใกใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸไฝ“่บฏใง้ ‘ๅ›บใใ†ใซ่…•ใ‚’็ต„ใ‚€็ฆฟ้ ญใฎ ใ€Ž1ไธ‡ใ‚จใ‚ฝใง่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ใ„ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€ใจไธๆบ€ใ’ใซๅ‘Ÿใใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใฏๆบœๆฏใงๅฟœใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ด ๆ็š„ใชไพกๅ€คใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใฎใฏ่ชใ‚ใพใ™ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ ๆ‚”ใ—ใใ†ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใฏใƒใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใใ‚Œใฐ้ซ˜้กใง่ฒทใ„ๅ–ใ‚ŠใŸใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ€ŽไปŠใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใงใฏใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸ็ด ๆใ‚’ๆดปใ‹ใ—ใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใ‚’่นดใฃใŸ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใ‚ฒใƒณใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚ฆใฎ็„กๅฟตใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใๅ…ฑๆ„Ÿใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ‚ใฃใŸใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆญฆๅ™จใซใงใใชใ„็ด ๆใงใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใ ใ€Œๅˆ€ใ‚’ใฉใ“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใ†ใกใฎๅฎŸๅŠ›ใ‚’็คบใ™ใฎใซ่‰ฏใ„ๅฎฃไผๅŠนๆžœใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—่ชฐใ‚‚ๆ‰ฑใˆใชใ„ๆญฆๅ™จใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใฎใงใฏใ€้›ๅ†ถๅธซใจใ—ใฆๅๆŠ˜ใ‚Œใงใ™ใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆไบŒไบบใฏไบ’ใ„ใซใ„ใใฐใใฎ้–“่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ๅˆใ„ใ€ๅ…ฑใซๅŒใ˜็ต่ซ–ใธใจ็ตใณไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ‚ƒใใ€ๆ…Ž้‡ใซๅฏพๅฟœใ—ใชใ„ใจใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใˆใ‡ใ€่ญฆๆˆ’ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใพใ™ใจใ‚‚ใ€‚ใงใ™ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่ฒด้‡‘ๅฑžใŒใ‚‚ใฎใ™ใ”ใๆฑŽ็”จๆ€งใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅŽšๆ„ใซๅฟœใˆใ‚‹ในใใ€ๆฌกๅ›žใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏ้ซ˜ๅ€คใง่ฒทใ„ใพใ™ใจใ‚‚ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใชใ€‚ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆฏŽๅ›žใ€ๆฅใ‚‹ใŸใณใซ่„…ใ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฃใฑใชใ—ใ ใ€ ใ€ŒๅพŒใ‚็›พใ‚‚ๅผท่ฑชใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ—ใญใ€ ใ‚€ใ‚€ใ‚“ใ€ใจไบŒไบบใฎ่ทไบบใฏๅ”ธใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒPvPๅฐ‚้–€ใซใ—ใฆ้ ‚็‚นใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‹ๆœ€ๅผทใฎ ใ€Žใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใฎๅ‰ฏๅ›ฃ้•ทใ€ใ€Ž้‰„่ก€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใฎ็ดนไป‹ใงใ†ใกใซๆฅใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅ€‹ไบบ็š„ใซใ‹ใชใ‚Šใฎไปฒใ ใจใ‹......ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใŒใƒ”ใƒณใƒใฎ้š›ใฏใ™ใใซๅŠฉๅคชๅˆ€ใ‚’ใ—ใ€้ฌผ็ฅžใฎๅฆ‚ใๅฅฎ้—˜ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚็ด ๆ้–ข้€ฃใฎๅ•†ๅฃฒไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใƒŠใƒผ็š„ใช็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใ ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใกใƒใ€‚ใฃใฆใชใ‚‹ใจใ€Žใ‚ตใƒ‡ใ‚ฃโ˜†ใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ฏใ€ใธใฎๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใ‡ใ‹ใ€‚่ฃใงใฉใ‚“ใชๅ–ๅผ•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใŒ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใญใˆใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใช่ฒด้‡ใชใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ‚’ใƒใƒณใƒใƒณๅ‡บใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ ใŸใกใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆ•ตๅฏพใฏๅฑ้™บใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใŸใ—ใ‹ใ€ŽๆŽฒ็คบๆฟใฎ้›†ใ„ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅฝฑใฎๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใ€ใจใ‹ใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅ็งฐใงใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’ไฟ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ€่ฃใงๆš—่บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฐใƒซใƒผใƒ—ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใŠใพใ‘ใซใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‚ใ€ๅผทๅŠ›ใชNPCใ‚’ๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใคใ‘ใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒฅใƒณใƒคใฎ่ฉฑใงใ™ใจใ€ใ€ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆไปŠๆ—ฅใงใ‡ใ„! ไป•็ซ‹ใฆใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๆœใ‚’็€่พผใ‚“ใ ใŠไธŠๅ“ใช่€ๅŸทไบ‹ใ ใœ? ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ฝใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚’ๅฝ“็„ถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ƒจไธ‹ใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ‰ฑใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒใฉใ†ใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅฝผๅฅณใซใคใ„ใฆใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅˆ—ๆŒ™ใ—ใฆใ„ใใจใ€ไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใคใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใช ใ„ใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใ„ไบŒไบบใฎ็”ท้”ใฏ่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅนด้ ƒใงใใฃใฑใ‚Šใจๅ€คๆฎตไบคๆธ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๆ•™้คŠใฎ้ซ˜ใ„่‚ฒใกใชใฎใ‹......ๅคฉ่ณฆใฎๆ‰ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚“ใงใ€ใŠใ‚ใ‡ใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒณใƒ†ใƒ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏใใฎใพใพใ€ๆฐ—ใ•ใใง้ขๅ€’่ฆ‹ใฎใ„ใ„็ฌฌไบŒๅธญใงใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๆ†Žใพใ‚Œๅฝนใจ่ญฆๆˆ’ๆ‹…ๅฝ“ใฏ็ฌฌไธ‰ๅธญใฎไฟบใซไปปใ›ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆœช็Ÿฅใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใใ†ใช้ก”ใงๆŒใกใ“ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใ€ๅฏๆ†ใชๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎ่ณขใ„ใŠๅฌขใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไบบๆƒ…ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅฎŸๅˆฉใ‚’ๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ™ในใ็ซ‹ๅ ดใ‚„ๆ™‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ......็†่งฃใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฏใƒใƒใ€ใกใ’ใˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใ€ใ‚’ๆ€ใ†ไบŒไบบใฎ่ทไบบใฎๅฃๅ…ƒใซใฏใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚
245 242 Stories Blacksmiths' Bitterness "Hey, Gencrow. What was the belly art (...) earlier?" "Oh no, Mr. Gantes. Negotiations on the books and funds of the Mercenary Corps (Clan) are my third seat, right? A group of mercenaries (clans) specializing in weapons blacksmiths, said to be Clan Clan's best, "The Martial Striker". Behind that large workshop with a number of brother-in-law mercenaries (players), two people were facing each other in the position of artisan representatives. My brothers don't see those two as a rare sight. Anyway, after that "Silver Angel" came to the store. After she showed up and left, it was decided that the signature of the workshop was often face-to-face. "My role in fostering my brothers is the second seat. I'll leave the management of the funds to Gencrow. That's the arrangement, so I didn't pinch your mouth." A bald-headed mercenary (player) with a disappointed body and stubborn arms. He stares at a man thinner and taller than himself. "It's about as cheap as buying it out with 10,000 eso," Genklow responds with a sigh of sigh, against a dissatisfied grunt Gantetsu. "I admit it has a high material value. But if you can't use it against us... it's worthless." Gantetsu, who sees Genklow's face speaking remorsefully, haunts. I wanted to buy it for a high price, if possible, but I guess I felt Genklow's indifference to the pride kicking statement that 'we might not be able to take advantage of the material we get in our arms today'. That's because Gantetsu was equally empathetic. "And it is. If it is a material that cannot be used as a weapon, that is the waste of the important funds of the Mercenary Corps (Clan). Because it's a different case from The Gold of the Honorable Horizon (Pride Blonde), which I wanted to see before and which I could possibly do with a knife." "Being able to create a knife faster than anywhere else has been a good publicity effect to show our strength. But you made a weapon that no one can handle, and you're a blacksmith." Thus the two stare at each other for some time, uniting them together to the same conclusion. "That lady, you have to be careful." "Yeah, he said he was on guard. But if this precious metal is very versatile, I will buy it for a high price next time to meet her generosity." "Right. Even so, every time I come, I'm left threatened." "The back shields are all mighty." Mmm, and the two artisans roar. "Deep edge with the strongest mercenary regiment (clan) that specializes in PvP and runs the apex," The Neck Hunting Insanity "... was that the captain over there," The Wind Hunter "Singh?" "Well, he's coming to us with an introduction to George Iron Blood, vice president of Sadie Stick, an all-mighty, large-scale artisan mercenary regiment." "He's quite close to me personally... and when" Silver Angel "pinched, he immediately used a helper knife to show off his godly struggle. They say it's a partner position in materials related business." "Chi. Then you also have influence over 'Sadie Stick'. I don't know what kind of deal you're dealing in back there, but you're not supposed to get in the way of a lady pounding out such a precious thing." "When you become the top mercenaries (players), hostility is dangerous at last. But some groups are hiding behind them to protect the Silver Angel by names they don't really know like" Gathering of Bulletin Boards "or" Guardian of Shadows. " "... besides that one, you have a powerful NPC on your side, right? "I'm talking about Junya, who follows the [King of Giants (Yotun)] and the [Fairy Queen (Titania)] of the wind..." "And today! A classy old butler in tailored clothes, huh? Besides, he treated Soytz like a man, naturally, hey..." "I don't know what's going on. If you list the information about her like this, you're a mercenary (player) with the world on your side." The two obnoxious men shrug their shoulders. "Are you growing up pretty educated around those years negotiating prices clearly... talented?" "Well, you're the only one who can say that you're young and kind, right? "Mr. Gantes. You stay put, you're in a casual and well looked after second seat. I'll take care of the haters and the vigilantes." Do you think of the poor girl, who always brings something unknown with her pleasant face? "If you're that smart little lady, you'll understand that there are positions and times when profits should take precedence over humans" "Wahaha, little one" In the mouth of the two artisans who think 'Angel of Silver'. There was a small grin.
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50่ฉฑ ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎ่ˆž่ธไผš ้™ๅฏ‚ใฎไธญใ€ๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅทฎใ—ไผธใฐใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ๅฆใ‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช้ธๆŠžใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ไผšๅ ดใฏ้™ใพใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๆฅใŸ ใŠใพใ‘ใซไธก่‚ฉใจ้ ญใซไน—ใฃใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฏใ€ไธ‰ๅŒนใจใ‚‚ไฟบใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซ้š ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใšใ„ใ€‚ ๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒใ€ใพใ™ใพใ™ไบบ้–“ใ‚’ๆ€–ใŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅ ดใ‚’ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†่€ƒใˆใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใ—ใ‹ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ†ใฃใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใŒใ€็ทŠๅผตใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹่ˆŒใŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใๅ›žใ‚‰ใšใ€่จ€่‘‰ใŒใคใฃใ‹ใˆใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟ?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใซใ€ๅง‰ใฏๅ„ชใ—ใ่žใ่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏๆ•ฐ็žฌๅ‰ใจใฏๆ‰“ใฃใฆๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใ•ใใปใฉใพใงใฎไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใช่ƒฝ้ข้ก”ใฏใฉใ“ใธใชใ‚Šใ‚’ๆฝœใ‚ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŸใใชใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใ€‚ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใฎๅง‰ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซๅพŒๆŠผใ—ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใฎๅ ดใง่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’่ƒธใฎๅ†…ใงๅ่Šปใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ˆใ—ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏไผใˆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ™ใ…ใƒผใƒผใฃใจๆฏใ‚’ๅธใ„่พผใฟใ€ๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆญฃ็›ดใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใฃใฟใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชไปฒ่‰ฏใใƒผ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅคงๅฃฐใซใ€ๅง‰ใฏใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚‚้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ใŠใŠ? ใฃใจใ€ใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใใ‚“ใชใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซๅจๅš‡ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ไฟบใฎ้…ใพใใชใŒใ‚‰ใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใซใ€ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ต้”ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Žใˆ......ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žๅง‰?ใ€ใ€ใ€Žๅฆนใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹?ใ€ใจๅ›บใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใชๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฎไธญใซใฏๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่ผฉใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏ ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใฎๅฝฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใฏ? ใจไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๆจใฆใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅญ็Šฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็œผๅทฎใ—ใงใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒณๅ›ใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่จดใˆใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚ญใƒŸใซๆง‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆš‡ใฏใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ€ไปŠใฏๆ›ดใซๅฏๆ„›ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใจใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใพใ่จฑๅฎนใฎ็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ ใŒใ€่ฆ‹ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Š้ซ˜ๆ ก็”ŸไปฅไธŠใซๅ€คใ™ใ‚‹็”ทๅ…ใŒใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใใ‚“ใชๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅ‚ใซใ„ใ‚‹่ผฉใ‚’ไฟก็”จใ—ใ‚ใจ?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใซใ€ๆ‰€ใ€…ใงใ€Žใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“...ใ€ใ€Ž็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใจใ‹ใ€ใ€Žๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใƒญใƒชใ‚ณใƒณใ ใชใ€ใจใ‹ๅฐใ•ใช่ณ›ๅŒใฎๅฃฐใŒใƒใƒ„ใƒใƒ„ใจใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใซๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฏไฟบใฎใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚’็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใซใ€ๅง‰ใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใใƒ”ใƒณใจใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใƒฆใ‚ฆใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆใฏไฟบใฎๅญฆๆ กใฎๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใซใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ ใช......ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบ็ต„ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ใ‚จใ‚นใ‚ณใƒผใƒˆใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใ ใžใ€ ใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€ใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ๆ˜ฏ้žใใ†ใ—ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅผทใ„ ใใฎ็”ณใ—ๅ‡บใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅง‰ใซใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใญใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใใ“ใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅง‰ใซใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใšๅ…ˆใซใ•ใ€ ๅง‰ใŒๆท€ใฟใชใ„ๅ‹•ใใงใ‚ฏใƒซใƒชใจไผšๅ ดใฎๅฅฅใธ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ€ไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆญฉใฟๅ‡บใใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใ‚“ใชๅง‰ใฎ่ƒŒไธญใซไธ€่จ€ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆใจใ‚ณใ‚ฆใซ่ฌใฃใฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ†......ใ€ ใƒ”ใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸ็‹ฉไบบใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ๆฑบใพใ‚ŠใŒๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ๅคงใใชๅ•–ๅ‘ตใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿใ‚’ใ„ใณใฃใŸๅพŒใชใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใชๅ‹้”ใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใจๅง‰ใจใฎ้–“ใงๅค‰ใช่ท้›ขใŒ็ฉบใ„ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใฏๅฏ‚ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅ†ไธ‰ใฎใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใซใ€ๅง‰ใฏใŽใŽใŽใŽใฃใจ้ŸณใŒ็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใชใปใฉใ€ใ‚ฎใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใ‚ฏใ—ใŸๅ‹•ใใงใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๅ‘ใ็›ดใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏ......ใ†ใ€ใ............ใƒใ‚ฃ......ใ€ ๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใฎ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒ่ฟ”ใฃใฆใใŸใ“ใจใซไฟบใฏใƒ›ใƒƒใจๅฎ‰ๅ ตใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅง‰ใŒไฟบใฎ้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใคใจ่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใฎ็›ฎใ‚’็œŸใฃใ™ใ่ฆ‹ๆฎใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใŒใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฏๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅง‰ใ ใ€‚ใ•ใใปใฉใฏใใฎ......ใ€ ใ ใŒใ€้€”ไธญใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ‚ใ•ใฃใฆใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใซๆณณใŽๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅง‰ใฏ่‹ฆ่™ซใ‚’ใคใถใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใซใชใ‚Šใ€็ด ๆ—ฉใ่…ฐใ‚’ๆทฑใๆŠ˜ใฃใฆใ€้ ญใ‚’ใฒใ‚‡ใ„ใฃใจไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”......ใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๅง‰ใจๅ…ฑใซไฟบใ‚‚้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใ‚‚ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ€ๆ—ฉใ่จ€ใ†ในใใ ใฃใŸใ€ ๅฎŸๅง‰ใŒใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใ ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€‚ ใฏใ€ๆทฑใๆทฑใ่‚ฉใ‚’ใชใงใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใใƒผใƒผ......ใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฏใฉใ†ใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‹ใจ......ไปŠๅพŒใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณ็”Ÿๆดป็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใ‚’่ฒซใ้€šใ™ใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงใƒ“ใ‚ฏใคใใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ฌ็ฝชใ‚‚่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ๅผ•ใๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŠฑใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ€ ไปŠใฎไฟบใ˜ใ‚ƒ่…ฐใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใซใ—ใŒใฟใคใใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฝขใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใŒใ€็ฒพไธ€ๆฏใ€ๅ‹ใ‚’ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅŠชๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฉฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฌ่พžใฎๆ„ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ•ใ™ใŒใซ......ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ†ใฃใ€ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚’้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใฎๆ‚ช็ตกใฟใงๅญฆๆ กใงใฏใ—ใ‚‡ใฃใกใ‚…ใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ่‚ฉใ‚’็ต„ใ‚€ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฏ่ฝใกไป˜ใ‹ใชใ„ๆง˜ๅญใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไบŒไบบใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใŒ้€†ใซไธๅฎ‰ใซ้ง†ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ......่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใใฆใ€ๅŠใฐ็…งใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบŒไบบใซ็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใใฃใคใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไบŒไบบใฏไบ’ใ„ใซ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œ‰ๅฐปใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใฎใฃใใ‚ŠใจๆŒใกไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸไธๅฎ‰ใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใธๆถˆใˆๅคฑใ›ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‹ๆƒ…ใฏๆฐธ้ ไธๆป…ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฏใ€Ž็พๅฎŸใงๅง‰ๅฆน?ใ€ใ€Žใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ€ใ€Ž็•ฐๆฏๅง‰ๅฆนใจใ‹?ใ€ใ€Žใƒใ‚ซใƒƒใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจ่ฉฎ็ดขใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€ใ€Žๅ‘ฝใŒใชใใชใ‚‹ใžใ€ใ€ŽใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚“ใช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใซใ€ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚“ใช็พจใพใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใ‚’ใ€ใ€Ž่จฑใ™ใพใ˜!ใ€ใจใ€ๅ‹ๆ‰‹ใช็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใ“ใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ๅค–้‡Žใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใฉใ†ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใ‚ปใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใฏ่จญๅฎšใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใชใœใ‹ไธๆฉŸๅซŒใใ†ใชๅง‰ใฎๅฃฐใŒใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‹ๆƒ…ใซๆฐดใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใฏ่จญๅฎšใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใฉใ‚ˆใ‚ใใ€ใ€Ž่žใ„ใŸใ‹ไปŠใฎ!ใ€ใ€Žใ‚คใ‚จใ‚นใƒญใƒชใƒผใ‚ฟ! ใ‚ดใƒผใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ!ใ€ใ€Žใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠใ™ใใ€ใ‚ปใ‚ฏใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซใ‚ฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็งไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅ…จใ‚ซใƒƒใƒˆใซใ—ใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ๆœ‰็„กใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ•ใฌ้ก”ใงๅง‰ใฏ่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใฃใฆใใŸใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ—ใ‚คใฃใจใใฃใฝใ‚’ๅ‘ใใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใ‚’้–“่ฟ‘ใง่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅนใใ ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใ„็ฉบๆฐ—ใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ้จ’ๅ‹•ใŒไธ€ไปถ่ฝ็€ใ—ใŸใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๆญขใพใฃใŸๆ™‚ใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚ฌใƒคใ‚ฌใƒคใจๅ„ใ€…ใฎไผš่ฉฑใ‚’ๅ†้–‹ใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ๅพกใ‚‚ๅฆนใ•ใ‚“ใซใฏๆ•ตใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅ‚‘ไฝœใ ใชใ?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎๅ‚ญๅ…ตๅ›ฃๅ“กใ€ใƒˆใƒ ใจใ‚ธใ‚งใƒชใƒผใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ„ใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€ŒๅผŸใ !(ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰!)ใ€ใ€ ไฟบใจๅง‰ใฎใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŒใƒใƒขใ‚‹้ ƒใซใฏใ€ไผšๅ ดใฎ่ณ‘ใ‚ใ„ใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ โ—‡ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ไผšๅ ดใซใฏใƒ–ใ‚บใƒผใ‚ญ(ใ‚ฎใ‚ฟใƒผ)ใ‚„ใƒ•ใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒชใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใƒใƒผใƒ—ใŒๅฅใงใ‚‹ใ‚ฑใƒซใƒˆ้ŸณๆฅฝใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใฎ้™ฝๆฐ—ใชๆ›ฒ่ชฟใซ่บซใ‚’ๅง”ใญใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใฎๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้ฃฒใฟใƒขใƒŽใ‚„้ฃŸใน็‰ฉใŒ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚ŠๆฅใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚ใใ‚“ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซใฎใพใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Š ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซใƒ’ใƒฉใƒ’ใƒฉใจ่ˆžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใจๅฑใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎ็‰นๆฎŠ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใ€้‡ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ…ญๅˆ†ใฎไธ€ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅŠนๆžœใŒใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Šใฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚็‰นใซ่ถณใฎใ‚นใƒผใ‚นใƒผๅ…ทๅˆใŒใจใฆใ‚‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ทใƒณใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€้Žไฟ่ญทใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใญใ‡ใ‚“? ๅฅณๆ€งใฏ้ญ…ใ›ใฆใชใ‚“ใผใฎใ‚‚ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใŸใ ไปŠใฏใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ ้‡‘้ซชๅ’Œ่ฃ…ๅฐ‘ๅฅณๆœ€้ซ˜ใ€‚ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚‚้ซ˜ๆšใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใซๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใŠใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใจ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ใŠๅ‰ใฎไพกๅ€ค่ฆณใซๆŸ“ใ‚ไธŠใ’ใ‚ใจใฏไธ€่จ€ใ‚‚่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅง‰ใฏใ“ใ“ๆ•ฐๆ—ฅใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใจ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‘จ่พบใ‚’่ญฆ่ญทใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚‚้ฉšใใ ใŒใ€ๅง‰ใŒๆƒณๅƒไปฅไธŠใซไฟบใฎ่บซใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซๆฐ—ใ‚’้…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌๅŠๅˆ†ใ€ๅ‘†ใ‚ŒๅŠๅˆ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใŠ็พŽใ—ใ„ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚็›ฎใŒใ„ใฃใกใพใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใชใใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใŒใ“ใ‚“ใช่ฆ‹็›ฎ้บ—ใ—ใ„ๅญใจ็ธใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ€ใ‚ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎ้Žไฟ่ญทใ ใชใ€ ใใฎไธญใซใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใจ่จ€ใ†ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ไผš่ฉฑใซๅ”็ชใซๅ‰ฒใ‚Š่พผใ‚“ใงๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’ๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฐ้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใจ็›ฎใŒๅˆใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€่ปฝใ็จใ‚€ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒใƒใƒƒใ€‚ๅฝน็ซ‹ใŸใšใฎใƒŸใƒŠใŒไธ€็ท’ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€้Žไฟ่ญทใซใชใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใˆใชใ€ ็›ธๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšๆŒ‘็™บ็š„ใงๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎๆ‚ชใ„้•ท่บซ็”ทใ€ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ๅง‰ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ„ใŸๅ„ใ€…ใฎ ็‰นใซๆ•ตๆ„ใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ€้ป’ๆœใ‚นใƒผใƒ„ใซ่บซใ‚’ๅŒ…ใ‚“ใ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅคง็”ทใŒใ€ๆ€’ๆฐ—ใ‚’ใฏใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซ้€ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎใชใ„็ฒ็‰ฉใฏ็„ก่ฆ–ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช ใ€ใ€Ž้ป„ๆ˜ๆ™‚ใฎ้…’ๅ–ฐใ‚‰ใ„ใ€ใจๅ…ˆใฎใ€Žๆˆฆไบ‰ใ€ใงๅ‹ๅˆฉใ‚’ๅพ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใจใ„ใฃใฆๅŠใ‚„้”ใฏ่ชฟๅญใซไน—ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ ใชใ€ ใธใ‡ใ€ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“้”ใฏใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซ่ฒ ใ‘ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Ž็‹ฉใ‚Šๅฐฝใใ™้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใจๆˆฆไบ‰ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œๆ‰€่ฉฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚กใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ขใ‚ฟใƒƒใ‚ฏไธๅฏใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ๆ‚ช็”จใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚บใƒซ่ณขใ„ๅ‘ๆ€ฏใชๅฐๅƒงใฉใ‚‚ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅง‰ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฑใ†ใƒขใƒŽใฎๆ–นใŒๅคšใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘่‡ชไฟกใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅ–ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ไฝ•ใ‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใจ้–ขใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒ?ใ€ ใŠใฃใจใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒๆœฌๅ‘ฝใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใงใ€ใใ‚ƒใฃใใ‚ƒใจไผšๅ ดใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใŠ่“ๅญใ‚’้ ฌๅผตใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅญ้”ใ‚’ใ•ใฃใใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€ใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅง‰ใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ“ใฎๆ‰‹ใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Šใฅใ‚‰ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ......้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฟใŸใ„ใช ใใ‚Œใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ™ใ‚‹ใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๆ…‹ๅบฆใซๅ ชๅฟ่ข‹ใฎ็ท’ใŒๅˆ‡ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ชใƒผใƒซใƒใƒƒใ‚ฏใ‚’ไธกๆ‰‹ใงใชใงใคใ‘ใŸใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‰ใซใ‚บใ‚คใƒƒใจๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฏใ„ใกใ„ใก่ฉฑใฎ่…ฐใ‚’ๆŠ˜ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ใ‚„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ‚ใ‚“? ใ“ใฃใกใฏใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใซใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅ‘ๅŠฃใชๆ‰‹ๆฎตใฎไธ€ใคไธ€ใคใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใญใ‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€ ่ƒŒใ‚’ไธธใใ‹ใŒใ‚ใ€้ก”ใ‚’ใใฃใคใ‘ใใ†ใช่ท้›ขใงใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใฏใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใซ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚ๅผฑ่€…ใชใฉใ€ใ„ใกใ„ใก่ฆšใˆใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€ ใใฎๅๅฟœใซใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใซใ—ใ€ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใใ†ใ‹ใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸ็žฌ้–“ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใŒๆต้บ—ใชๅฃฐใŒใใฎๅ ดใ‚’ๅˆถใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใฎใฟใกใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใŒๅผ•ใใคใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฐไบบใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’่žใๅ‡บใ™ๅฏพไพกใŒใ€็„กๅ„Ÿใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ„ใช?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซๅง‰ใŒไฟบใ‚’ๅบ‡ใ†ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ›ใ›ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒใ€‚ๆˆฆ้—˜็‹‚ใฏๅผทๆฌฒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œๅฃใ‚’ๆ…Žใ‚ใ€็‹ผใ‚‚ใฉใใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅ ดใงใŠๅ‰ใ‚’ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใฆใ‚„ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใžใ€ ๅง‰ใŒ้ซ˜ๅœง็š„ใซใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•ใ‚’็จใฟใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ฎใ‚‰ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้•ท่บซใฎใƒดใ‚กใ‚คใ‚ญใƒณใŒ้–“ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒณใƒƒ็‹ฉไบบใ•ใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ‚’่‡ชๆ…ขใฎๅ‰ฃๆŠ€ใงๅฐ็„กใ—ใซใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅพ—ๆ„้ก”ใง ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใซใ‚‚ๆ€ฏใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใใ€ๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅŠ ๅ‹ขใ™ใ‚‹ใœใ‡ใ€ใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซๆจใฟใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใพใงใ‚‚ใŒใ€ๅง‰ใซ็ถšใ„ใฆ่‡จๆˆฆๆ…‹ๅ‹ขใซๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎๅ‹•ใใซๅๅฟœใ—ใฆใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใงไธ€้€ฃใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใƒŸใƒŠใ‚„ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ ็›ฎใฏๅฃใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ชžใ‚‹ใจใฏใ‚ˆใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฝผใฎไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็žณใฏใ€Žไฝฟใˆใชใ„้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ๆŒใคๅฅดใฏใ€ใใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๅคงๅ‹ขใซๅฎˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใจไฝ•ใ‚‚ใงใใชใ„ใ€ใจ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎไพฎ่พฑใซๆบ€ใกใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใŒๆ‚”ใ—ใใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšๅ…จๅ“กใฎๅ‰ใซๅ‡บใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚ๅง‰ใ‚‚ใ€ ใ„ใกใ„ใกๅ–งๅ˜ฉใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใซๅง‰ใŒๅˆถ่ฃใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๅพŒใ‚‚ใใ†ใ„ใฃใŸ่ผฉใŒๅ‡บใ‚‹ใŸใณใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎๅง‰ใฎๅจๅ…‰ใ‚’ ใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใ€ไฟบใฎ็”ทใจใ—ใฆใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒ‰ใŒ่จฑใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€็ด ๆใฎใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใฏใ”ๅญ˜็Ÿฅใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ไปŠใพใงๅฃๆ•ฐใฎๅฐ‘ใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใŒใ€ๆ€ฅใซๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใฏไฝ•ใฎๅฝนใซใ‚‚็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใจๆ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ดใƒŸ็ด ๆใ€ใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใ€‚ ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‹? ใจใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏ็–‘ๅ•ใฎๆธฆใŒ็ซ‹ใกใ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆŽดใฟใฏOKใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใช็”จ้€”ไธๆ˜Žใช็ด ๆใ€ๆ‹พใฃใฆใ‚‚ๆจใฆใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใใ€ใจใ‹ใ€ŽใŠใ†ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€Žใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใชใฉใจใ€ๅฆ™ใซๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฎๆ‚ชใ„่ฟ”็ญ”ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅฆฅๅฝ“ใชๅๅฟœใ ใชใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใฎใƒžใ‚ธใ‚ซใƒซใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใ‚ญ็š„ใชๅฐใ•ใช็ญ’ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’้ง†ไฝฟใ—ใฆใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ร—3ใ‚’ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใ€ๅคฑๆ•—ใงใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใŒใงใใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Ž่ชฟๆ•™่ก“ใ€ใงใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใฎ็ซ่€ๆ€งใ‚’ๅผทๅŒ–ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒšใ‚ทใƒฃใƒซใง็†ฑใใตใ‚“ใจใชใฃใŸใ€Ž้ป’ใ„ๅกŠใ€ใจใ€Ž็ด…่“ฎ็Ÿณใ€ใ€ใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถ่Šฑใ€ใ‚’ๅˆๆˆใ—ใฆๅ‰ตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€ไฟบใฎๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒ็”จใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€Ž็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ็ญ’ใฏใ€ๅ…ƒใฏใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใงใงใใฆใ„ใพใ™ใ€ ไฟบใฏๅญไพ›ใŒไฝฟใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใŠใ‚‚ใกใ‚ƒใฎๆฃ’ใ‚’ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œŸไธŠใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆๆŽฒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใฎใ‚ชใƒขใƒใƒฃใฎๆฃ’ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใƒใƒƒใƒใƒใ‚ญใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ้”ใŒๅๅˆ†ใซๆณจ็›ฎใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใฎไบˆๅ‘Šใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚Œใšใซใ€Ž็‹™ใ„ๆ‰“ใก่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€็ญ’ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ทใƒฅใƒ‰ใƒณใฃใจๅฐใ•ใช็ซ่ŠฑใŒ้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅคฉ้ซ˜ใ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใช่Šฑ็ซใŒใƒ‰ใƒณใƒƒใจ้ณดใ‚Šๅ’ฒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ้Ÿณใซใ€ไธ€ๆง˜ใฎ้ฉšใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใ€่บซๆง‹ใˆใ‚‹ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ่Šฑ็ซใฎ่‰ฒใ‚ใ„ใฏใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใจ็ท‘ใ‚„่ตคใŒไบคใ‚ŠๅˆใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๆ˜ผใฎ้’็ฉบใซใ‚‚่ฒ ใ‘ใ˜ใจใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ไธปๅผตใ—ใ€ใŸใ„ใธใ‚“็พŽใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ•ฃใ‚Šใฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่Šฑ็ซใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆ”ปๆ’ƒ็”จใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใ€Œ่ˆž่ธไผšใฎๅง‹ใพใ‚Šใฎๅˆๅ›ณใจใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’ใพใ•ใ‹้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใง?ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใจใซใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใœ......ใ€ ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒใ€็ถบ้บ—ใช่Šฑ็ซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ญใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ญใƒฃใฃใจใ•ใ‚ใใ€‚ ใซ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆ”ฏใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ€่Šฑ็ซใฎๅจๅŠ›ใงๅœฐ้ขใซๆŠผใ—ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่ธใ‚“ๅผตใฃใŸใฎใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใšใ€ๅพŒๆ–นใซใŸใŸใ‚‰ใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ ็œŸไธŠใซๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’ใฆใ„ใฆใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไธ‹ๆ‰‹ใซไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๆฐดๅนณๆ–นๅ‘ใซ่Šฑ็ซใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใƒ‰ใƒฌใ‚นใฎ็‰นๆฎŠ่ƒฝๅŠ›ใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€่บซไฝ“ใŒ็•ฐๆง˜ใซ่ปฝใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใŒ่Šฑ็ซใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ไฟบใฏ็„กๆง˜ใชๅงฟใ‚’ๆ™’ใ™ใพใ„ใจใ€็›ฎใ ใ‘ใง ใ€Œใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใซๅค‰่ฒŒใ‚’้‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใ€ ๅคง่ก†ใซๆผ”่ชฌใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฏไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใƒขใƒŽใซ้™ใ‚‰ใšใ€ไบบใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ใงใ™ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใง้™บๅ‘‘ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ ใฃใŸใ€ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒดใ‚ฉใƒซใƒ•้”ใซๆŒ‘็™บ็š„ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๅฝน็ซ‹ใŸใšใจใ„ใ†่ช่ญ˜ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใŒไฝฟใˆใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅธธ่ญ˜ใ€ใใฎๅ…จใฆใ‚‚ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใ†ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใปใฎใ‚ใ‹ใ™ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€Žไธ€ๅŒน็‹ผใ€ใฎๅ›ฃ้•ทใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใฎใ ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ€Žใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใจใ‚ใˆใฆๅฃใซใฏใ—ใพใ›ใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚ใตใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ ดใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใฟใชใ•ใ‚“ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๆฉŸใซ่ฆช็ฆใ‚’ๆทฑใ‚ใ‚ใ„ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ใพใ‚ใ‚Šใฏ้จ’็„ถใจใชใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏๅง‰ใซใƒ‰ใƒคใฃใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒƒใจๆบ€่ถณใใ†ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใงใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใฃใจใฃใจใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ้ฉšใ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใœ......ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎ ใƒ™ใƒณใƒ†ใƒณใ‚นใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ’ใซ็‹ฉไบบใฎใ‚ทใƒณใจไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ใใฎ้ก”ใซใฏใ•ใฃใใพใงใฎๆ†คใ‚Šใฏๆถˆใˆใ†ใ›ใ€ใฉใ“ใ‹ๆ„Ÿๆœใ—ใŸๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ‚‚ๆ€ฏใˆใšใซๆธˆใ‚€ใฎใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ไบ‹ใ ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจไฟบใฎๅฃฐใŒ้‡ใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ›žใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ไปฒใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅง‰ๅฆนใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ใƒ‹ใƒคไป˜ใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰็”Ÿใฌใ‚‹ใ„่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ‚’ใ€‚ไปฒใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๅง‰ๅฆนใงใ™ใชใ€ 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ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ใใ“ใพใงไบˆๆƒณใงใใŸใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ไฟบใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฎ‰ๅฆใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚NPCใจใ„ใˆใฉใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใฃใŸใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฑๅฎณใ‚’ๅŠ ใˆใ‚‹็Ž‹ใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆ†คใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฆšใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ฐ็Ž‹ใฏไธŠ็ฉบใฎๅตใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ญ”ๆณ•ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใชใฉๆ„ใซไป‹ใ•ใšใ€ไธๆ„ใซไฟบ้”ใธใฎ่ชžใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚’ๅ†ไผšใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฎดใจใฏใ™ใชใ‚ใกใ€่‡ณๆฅตใฎ้ฆณ่ตฐใ‚’้ฃŸใ—ใ€็พŽ้…’ใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซๆญฆๅ‹‡ไผใซ้…”ใ„ใ—ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ๅ‚พๅŸŽใฎ็พŽๅงซใฎ่†ๅ…ƒใงใ—ใฐใ—ใฎๅฎ‰ๅฏงใ‚’ๅคข่ฆ‹ใ€่ธŠใ‚Šๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™ใฎใ‹ใ€ ใซ่ฆ‹ๆƒšใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŸใกใธใจใ€็Ž‹ใŒๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ‚ญๅ…ต่ซธๅ›ใซๅ•ใŠใ†!ใ€ ่ฆ–็ทšใŒ้›†ใพใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใง็ฐ็Ž‹ใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใƒปใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใฏๆŒ‘ๆˆฆ็š„ใซๅฃ่ง’ใ‚’้‡ฃใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‘ใชๅ‚ญๅ…ตใฏใ€ๆžœใŸใ—ใฆๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚้›‡ใ†ไพกๅ€คใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใจใ€ 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ใ€Œไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‹ใจ็”ณใ›ใฐใ€่กๆ˜Žใช่ซธๅ›ใฏๆ—ขใซ็†่งฃใ—ใŸใจ่ฆ‹ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ ็Ž‹ใจ่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ ใ€Œใ™ใชใ‚ใกใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็Ž‹ใฏใ“ใ“ใซใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎ็Ž‹ใ‚’ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใŒใใฎ็Ž‰ๅบงใซใคใใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๆ”ป็•ฅใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใ‚‚ใชใใ€็Ž‹ใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’่ญฆ่ญทใ™ใ‚‹ใฏ่ฆ‹็ฟ’ใ„ ใใ†ใ€ไปŠใŒๅƒ่ผ‰ไธ€้‡ใฎใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไบบ้–“ใฎๅŠ›ใ€ ็ฐ็Ž‹ใƒขใƒผใƒ•ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ‚นใฏใƒ•ใƒƒใจใ›ใ›ใ‚‰็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€็žณใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไบบ้–“50ๅนดใจใฏใ‚ˆใ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ......ไธ‹ๅคฉใฎไธญใงใ‚ใŒใ็ถšใ‘ใŸไบบใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏใ€ๆ‚ ไน…ใฎๆ™‚ใฎไธญใงใฉใ‚Œใปใฉ่‚ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็ญ”ใˆใ‚’ไฝ™ใฎๅ‰ใง็คบใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ—ใฆ็Ž‹ใฏใ€ไฟบใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฆ–็ฒพๆฎฟใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ™‚ไปฃใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŸใจใˆใ€ๅฆ‚ไฝ•ใชใ‚‹่›ฎๆ—ใŒ่ฅฒใ„ๆฅใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ‚‚ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใฏๆ–ญใ˜ใฆๅฑˆใ›ใšใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒๅ‹ใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅˆใ„ใ€ๅฎˆใ‚ŠๆŠœใใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ™ใซใฏใใ‚Œใ‚’่ช“็ด„ใงใใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๅŠ›ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ใ“ใ“ใซ่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚ˆใ†ใžใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใงใฏใชใใ€ไฟบใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’้ฃ›ใณใพใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ™ใฎใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฏใ€ๆต…ใ็”Ÿใ—ใ‹ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใŠใ‚‰ใฌไบบ้–“ๅฆ‚ใใŒ็ตฑๆฒปใงใใ‚‹็จ‹็”˜ใใฏใชใ„ใ€ ็Ž‹ใฏๅ‰ฃใ‚’ใ€็ฐ่‰ฒใฎ็Ÿณ็•ณใซใ‚ธใƒฃใƒชใƒณใจ็ชใๅˆบใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚’็ช็ ดใ—ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใง่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚ˆ้›‘ๅ…ตๅ…ฑใŒใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใพใงใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใซๅˆบใ—ใŸๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ใซๅ€คใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ‹็ญ‰ใชๅญ˜ๅœจใฉใ‚‚ใซๅ‚™ใˆใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใชใฉใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ็Ž‹ใฎๆ„ๅฟ—ใฏใฒใ—ใฒใ—ใจไฟบ้”ใซไผใ‚ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ๅดใ‚‚่ƒŒไธญใ‚„ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้—˜ๅฟ—ใŒ่†จใ‚ŒไธŠใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ชฐใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่ƒธใฎ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚Šใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ็”ทใชใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‚ญๅ…ตใชใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๅ‚ฒๅฒธไธ้œใช็Ž‹ใซๆŒ‘ใ‚€ใพใงใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใ•ใใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่ชžใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใฏ็„กใ—ใ€‚ใใชใŸใ‚‰ใซใจใฃใฆใ€ ใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€่–„้’ใ้Žงใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸๅ…ตๅฃซใŸใกใฏใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚ใฃใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใŠใ‰ใŠใŠใŠใŠ!ใ€
50 50 Stories The Mercenaries' Ball In silence, he stares at his hand stretched out by his sister. Take this hand, or no. Not if you're thinking about making that choice. Even though it is a fairy ball, the venue is quiet, and she is bullish with the appearance of her sister until Yuki (Yuki), Shaking Night (Koya) and Mina, who came with her. Besides the fairies that were on both shoulders and heads, all three of them hiding on my back at the end. This is bad. The fairies are getting more and more scared of humans. I'm the only one who can handle this place, no matter what you think. Ugh. I tried to make my sister laugh, but because of the nervousness, my tongue didn't turn well, and the words caught on. "Mi?" My sister listened back to me gently. That look changed from a few moments ago, and it's flamboyant. I just want to know where the creepy Nobu face has lurked. Anyway, I'm pushed back by that usual sister attitude, and I rebel in my chest about what I want to say on this occasion. All right, it's okay. All you have to do is tell him. I suddenly breathed in, staring at my sister and hitting my honest feelings. "... Ami, we're all close! To my loud voice, my sister gets a kyotong look. They caught the perimeter, too, oh? All the while, I give you a whispering voice. "Sister (...)... because you don't need to intimidate everyone" To my belated scratch, Shaking Night (Koya) and Yuki look back at me and my sister with just alternating eyes. The mercenaries around you, too, say, 'Uh...' or 'Sister?', 'you mean my sister?' and solidify. "No, but Taro. Some of the guys here may be trying to use Taro." My sister, who passes through such a perimeter completely, will say why. From those two shadows, what about me? And Glenn is complaining about something with a somewhat abandoned puppy look, but I don't have time for you right now. Sorry. "My sweet Taro is even cuter now. If you're Okama and Mina, well acceptable, but as far as I can tell, I can't believe a boy who deserves more than a high school student approaches a character like Taro... asking me to trust a guy beside Taro like that? In my sister's words, small endorsements like 'Yeah...' 'Sure' and 'They're Loricons' are raised in various places. I sigh on it. "Sister, Yu and Koo know my real life." To that word, my sister seems to have finally pinned. That Yu and Koo are classmates at my school. "But... it's safer for me to escort Taro than a pair like that." Yes, yes, I'm happy with that feeling, and I sure hope so, and if you're rather the leader of a strong mercenary regiment (clan), this is as much as I'd like you to do. Before accepting the offer, there is something I must ask my sister to say. "Sister, there of course. I'd like to ask my sister, but first." My sister turned her body behind the venue with a motion that did not precipitate her and tried to walk out as if nothing had happened. I release a word on my sister's back like that. "Apologize to Yu and Koo? "Ah, uh..." Singh the hunter who stopped picking and moving. Somehow, I know it's undecided. After all those big cuts and snoring at my classmates. But Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) are important friends, and I miss the weird distance between them and my sister. To my repeated favors, my sister turned to me in such a giddy motion that she seemed to make too much noise. "Ha... uhh... hi..." It's a small voice, but I'm relieved that the acknowledgment came back. And I looked straight into the eyes of my two best friends as my sister stood next to me. "Yes, always, Taro takes care of you. I am Taro's sister. Earlier that..." But halfway through, his gaze began to swim in the direction of the day after tomorrow. Such a sister looked like she had crushed a bitter bug, quickly broke her hips deep and lowered her head slightly. "Oh... sorry" With my sister I bow my head too. "I should have said it sooner too." That my real sister is the captain of "The Neck Hunting Drunk Co". After receiving my clarification, Yuki and Koya grazed their shoulders deep and deep. "Ha-ha-ha... I wondered what would happen when Mr. Singh laid eyes on me... and I thought my future Clan Clan life was over." "An early story had to penetrate the irresistible..." Had it not been for the weird pranks, Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) would not have freaked out so far. I did something really bad. I also apologize and hold my hands wide open to the two of you. "Sorry." I get stuck around my hips right now, but I try my best to reassure my friends. Including an acknowledgement. "Tallo, that's just..." "Ooh, ooh," What are you surprised about? You do it all the time in school because of this evil entanglement. It's like putting your shoulders together. Looking up at the two of them, they're looking at me like I'm not falling. Seeing those two attitudes, I was trying to reassure them, and I was driven by anxiety the other way around. I... I want to prove that some things don't change even if they look different, and I can't help but stick to two people who can illuminate half the time. Then they looked at each other and lowered their brow butts as if they were frightened. The anxiety that was slowly lifting could disappear somewhere. After all, our friendship is immortal. The mercenaries around them say, "Sisters in reality? '' But not in that look... '' Like half-sisters? '' Don't pry like that, '' You're gonna lose your life, '' Hey, to those beautiful girls, '' Do that envy, '' Forgive me, seriously! 'And I'm putting out my unsolicited remarks as a piece of shit, but let's leave it there. I don't care about the field. "Taro, you didn't set up a sexual guard? For some reason, our grumpy sister's voice waters down our friendship. "I didn't set it up for a friend, though? And for some reason, he said, "Did you hear that? '" Jesus, Lolita! Go Touch!' 'If you do that, you'll be killed' 'But you were just watching. That hunter Singh was bowing his head, "his sister's strongest theory," and some others, the tension began to soar. "Cut all sexual guards but me now" My sister stuffed me with a face that didn't say yes or no, but I turned to her. George, who watched such an exchange up close, blew it out for some reason. Caught in bright air, the surrounding area also seems to have decided that this commotion has settled one case, and begins to resume each conversation with Gayagaya as if it had moved when it stopped. "Your sister needs to be better than your sister." "Oh, this is a masterpiece, huh? My sister's mercenary regiment members, Tom and Mr. Jerry, tease. "" It's my brother! (So! By the time my sister and I got hammered, the venue was completely back to normal. -------- Soon the venue was filled with celtic music played by buzooki (guitar), flute and Irish harp. Give yourself up to that cheerful tune, and the mercenaries have drinks and food coming and going in their hands. I was in such an atmosphere, literally fluffy (...) and bickering at the bottom of the venue. "Taro, if you were so hilarious, you'd be in a lot of danger" The special ability of the dress Mr. Misora gave me, the effect of making gravity a sixth, really floats me. It bothers me. Especially since my foot is in very good shape. "Sinn, you're overprotective, aren't you? Woman is charming, isn't it? Right now, I just don't think it's a bad idea to enjoy this ball with Mina in a set of two. Blonde japanese girl is the best. I feel exhilarated, too. "I asked you to keep an eye on Taro, but I didn't say a word about dyeing my sweet Taro into your values" Apparently, my sister had been in touch with George over the past few days, letting him guard my neighborhood. I'm also surprised that my sister and George were friends, but I appreciate my sister being more attentive around me than I could ever imagine. Half the time, half the time. But you're a really beautiful sister. "I can't help but notice my eyes." "I didn't know" Neck Hunting Madness "was related to such a beautiful child." "Humph. Damn, that's overprotective enough." Among them, should I still say? It was Wolf the 'lone wolf' who abruptly interrupted the conversation and whined about his disgust. I got eyes on a grey-haired boy, and I stare lightly. "Gahaha. Useless Mina's with us. Then we'll have to over-protect." As provocative and unpleasant as ever, there is also a long-length man, Vikin. Each mercenary regiment (clan) that was around their sister flaunts their statements. Particularly hostile was Mr. Bentens, dressed in a black suit. A big man like a mountain sends his angry gaze to Wolfe. However, his uninteresting prey is such a body as ignoring it, and he keeps staring at his sister. "Chitchitchy. Mercenaries (clans)," Drinking at dusk "and winning the" war "earlier, the boys are getting too well." Heh, did Mr. Bentens and the others lose to the 'lone wolves'? "I want to go to war with the" Hunting Out Madness "and put a foil on it, but it's a cheap provocation." "All I'm saying is that you're abusing the first-attack unattackable system, you cheating smart cowards. Mr. Singh, don't deal with him." I see. If I deal with this sister, there seems to be more stuff to lose. I guess that means I'm so confident. "More than that, Mr. Taro said he was acquiring alchemy skills? "When it comes to it, does the dwarf (...) who is drawn also have any involvement with alchemy? Whoa, was that fate? Around me, the fairies cheek on the sweets that were properly placed in the venue. I know I've been worried about these kids for a while now, but I guess I had a hard time waving this hand topic in front of my sister. "Humph... to unusable (...) skills like alchemy, impossible" Vikin agrees with that. Mr. Bentens, with his all-back on his hands, zoomed out before the two of them, wondering if he had broken his mind about their attitude like that. "You guys don't break your hips whichever way you talk. You're gonna do it? We haven't forgotten each and every one of the mean things you guys did to us." Mr. Bentens is giving Wolfe an eye (cancer) at a distance where he is going to round his back and stick his face together. The opposing Wolf had a cool grin on his mouth. "Hum. I can't remember the weak." The moment Mr. Bentens revealed his anger at the reaction and shook up his fist to get his hands on it. My sister's streamlined voice controls the spot. "Which is the price of getting information about the dwarf that Taro is attracted to, not free of charge? Wolf giggles when he sees his sister shelter me that way. "Humph. Fighting fanatics seem to be greedy too." "Watch your mouth, wolf. I can kill you in this place." My sister stares at Wolfe high pressure, but a long Vikin goes in between to block that gaze. "Mr. Hunter, are you willing to ruin the ball with your bragging sword moves? With that said, the vice president of "The Lonely Wolf", who turns a chilling eye to the Divine Soldiers (Deus) with a good face. My sister lays her hands on the pattern of the sword without being frightened by the presence of the Divine Soldier (Deus). "I'm going to join you, Mr. Singh." Even Mr. Bentens, who has a grudge against "The Lonely Wolf," was about to enter a state of battle following his sister. In response to that motion, Mina and George watching a series of flows around me, Yuki and Koya softly solidify around me. Oh, Glenn, you too. I've often said that my eyes speak more than my mouth. His eyes looking at me say, 'A guy with an alchemy he can't use can't do anything without being protected by a lot of people that way'. I regretted that insult-filled look and I accidentally stepped out in front of everyone. "Ladies and gentlemen, wait. And my sister." It's easy for my sister to impose sanctions on 'lone wolves' who sell fights anyway. However, whenever such students come out in the future, I don't intend to play with my sister's glory in the game on Kasasa. That's not my pride as a man. "Ladies and gentlemen, do you know the 'Uma Hum' of the material? The garbage material, 'Um Phew', which I've been so sparsely talked about, that I suddenly wondered if I'd asked, and the word that popped up would seem to be of no use. Suddenly, what do you come up with? And, a vortex of doubt stands around, but the grasp would be OK. "'Uma Fun' is such an unknown material, you just throw it away even if you pick it up, right? 'Ah', 'ooh', 'yeah', etc. and a strangely poorly toothed response, folks. That's a reasonable reaction. But I take the toy's magically sticky little cylinder out of the item storage. Use your alchemy skills to top convert the "Uma Hum" x3, and fail to create a "Black Chunk". Further from there, "Tutorial Art" enhances the fire resistance of "Black Chunks". And my only offensive item, Sniping Fireworks (Small), was created by combining a special, hot fuzzy "Black Lump" with "Red Lotus Stone" and "Crystal Flowers". "This cylinder was originally made of" Uma Fun "" I put a toy stick like the one my kids use straight up so everyone can see it. "You're just a toy stick." "Chitch chickens. Is that alchemy or something? Wait for the mercenaries to pay enough attention, and then I use "Shooting Fireworks (Small)" without any warning. Then, when I wondered if a shuddering little spark had popped out of the cylinder, the heavenly high and brilliant fireworks pounded and bloomed. To the sound of it, everyone who shows a uniform surprise and sets themselves up. The colors of the fireworks intersected sparkle with greenery and red, claiming the defeat and its presence in the blue skies of day, scattering much beautiful light. "Fireworks? "Is that an offensive item? "Like the signal at the beginning of the ball? "Or did you put that in alchemy? "Really, 'Uma Hum' is on such an item? "Never heard of it..." The fairies look at the beautiful fireworks and snap. As for me, I was supported at night. Because, although it was good that I managed to get pushed to the ground by the power of the fireworks, I couldn't contain the momentum, and the shaking night (or so) was taking me where I was stepping backwards. I'm glad I was launching straight up. If I had poorly pointed at people and used fireworks in the horizontal direction, I would have blown somewhere with my body unusually light, thanks to the special ability of the dress Mr. Misora gave me. While my surroundings were blinded by the fireworks, I quickly thanked them for shaking the night with my eyes alone and corrected my posture. "This is how you transform into a brilliant item, even in" Uma Fun. " I waved my hands up to speak to the masses. "It's not just things that change, people are the same. Even if we are now (...) friends with the dog monkeys (...), all of which could be patterns while we can have a better relationship? It was a risky attitude until earlier, with a provocative grin on Mr. Bentens and the Wolves. The perception that Mina is useless, the common sense that alchemy cannot be used, and the possibility that all of that can change. I gaze at the leader of The Lonely Wolf. "I wouldn't dare say that anybody from anywhere looks like 'Uma Hum', but it's a place full of smiles because of it. Ladies and gentlemen, let's take this opportunity to deepen our rapport." I make my sister smile when things get noisy around me. My sister also smiled at me with satisfaction. "Oops, this surprised me...... I'm still Mr. Singh's sister (...)" Mr. Bentens looks and squeals at the hunter Singh and me emotionally. Until just now the anger disappeared on that face, and it seemed to impress me somewhere. I'm glad you're calm and the fairies don't have to be scared. My sister and I have an overlapping voice. Besides, Yuki and Yuki laughed at the couscous and turned around, sending a raw gaze as they niggered at our mouths so that they could see us as good sisters. "Just kidding. You're a good sister." Someone's words echoed the venue. Then, we ignored the "lone wolf", which had grown up completely, and we were having a chat. I don't mean to have relieved them of their alarm when they pulled back lightly, but I'm satisfied that I, too, have been able to see the day with a little alchemy. : 'Fairy Ball' has begun: The log flowed. and at the same time opened the door to the royal castle, which was guarded by around 30 Divine Soldiers (Deus). The man walking leisurely between the Left and Right Divine Soldiers (Deus) wore a luxurious cloak, which was also dressed in graceful courtesy, his uncle. I was in my early forties when I was old, but I have a tough face that doesn't make me feel faded. I can imagine this man being a samurai from his horny physique with gray eyes, hair and beard. But there is a wand, not a sword, in his hand, with a great sword for liturgy on his waist. The crown was on the head of the approaching Oj as he snapped his wand to the ground. Mercenaries (players) in the venue boil down. "That's the king, isn't it? "The King." "You're the king of Michelangelo..." If you look closely, you can also see Lord Theary next to Odysama. In a constant audience, a grey-haired king softly raises his right hand. "The name of Yu is Kaguya Morpheus, the Ash King" Even though he didn't shout so loud, the king's name went through well as it sounded directly to his head. The same is true of everyone, who keeps silence all the time while the king is speaking. The Clan Clan, where information is important, is also where first-degree mercenaries (players) gather. Everyone was listening seriously to the king as he listened to every word. But for some reason the king looked up and stared out into the cloudless sky at what bothered him. Then the king lowered his voice. "... well. Have you had any strange guests?" Ash King looking up at sunny weather as it is. "Well, I don't remember sending you an invitation... which is good for my compatriots (...). Deus, be your opponent." Then four of the Divine Soldiers (Deus), with their sceptres, and the old man of Robe, who was beside the king, let him leap into the sky. To the flying soldiers, we are scaled from our eyes. Plus they start releasing blast flames, ice cubes, tornadoes, and lightning into the sky with nothing from the cane they each have in their hands. We, the mercenaries (players), who have witnessed the tremendous magic of different attributes in a row, could only look at the sight. Such oversized magic disappears distorted as if for some reason it had even hit an invisible barrier. But the sky is unnaturally shaking. It is as if the blue sky has become the surface of the water and is waving like a stone has been dropped. That swing is somewhere... Right, the identity of that distortion of space is the sky in the Missora Forest! The entrance to the gemstone-bearing forest (Kristiary) should also have been such a conjunctive magic. If so, it is likely that Mr. Misora is under attack. At the same time, I was concerned about Mr. Misora's safety. I also remembered my outrage at the king who would do harm to Mr. Mithola, who took care of him so much even though he was NPC. But the Ashes King inadvertently reunited his conversation with us, not through a magical attack like a storm in the air. "By feast, do you mean eating the ultimate treat and getting drunk on martial arts tradition with one hand? Or do you dream and dance at the knees of the beautiful princess of the incline?" The king inquired of the mercenaries who were in love with a series of magical soldiers (Deus) in the air. "Ask mercenaries! Where his gaze gathers, Ash King, Kaguya Morpheus, catches the corner of his mouth challengingly. "Can a mercenary like that ever fight? Is it worth hiring?" And the great sword decorated for the liturgy that had been offered on his hips is pulled out of his sheath strictly. Its grand deeds, one by one, have no gaps, just the king himself. Instead, he directed his cutting-edge toward the Divine Soldiers (Deus) dressed in blue armor. So the color of the armor was lighter than the usual Divine Soldier (Deus)? Reminds me of George and Mina's points in the carriage. "Normally, Yu never leaves the deepest part of the Royal Castle... and if this feast is over and you mercenaries step into the central area of the castle with your earthly feet..." At the same time that the king separated the words, the apprentice samurai (Deus) set up their weapons and shields in unison. Ashes King snorts at eagles as if satisfied with the movement of the growing Divine Soldiers (Deus). "So, from the mercenaries, would it be a highly challenging dungeon itself?" Everyone on this spot realizes. This is an exclusive quest given to the privileged. "If you say what you want to say, you can see that you've already understood." Confronting the King and the Apprentice Divine Soldier (Deus) are first-degree mercenaries (players) dressed in full armour. "That is, the king of Michelangelo is here" Kill the king of Michelangelo, and who shall take his throne? Without the need for a dungeon attack, only Apprentice Divine Soldiers (Deus) guard around the King. Yes, now is a thousand chances. "... human power, sexuality, desire..." Ash King Morpheus laughed furiously and closed his eyes. "50 Years of Humanity is a well said thing... how much of the possibility of those who kept rising in the Lower Heaven grew up in a long time. Let me show you the answer in front of you." And the king smiles at me. "Fairy lord, our time to be taken is over. Whatever barbarians strike, we will not yield, but we will take hands with our friends and defend ourselves. And let me prove here that I have enough power to pledge it." Apparently he was talking to fairies flying around me, not me. "The rest of Michelangelo is not sweet enough to be ruled by human beings who only walk shallow raw." The king stabbed his sword with Jarin on the gray cobblestone. Break through the Apprenticeship Soldier (Deus) and get to this point. Until then, I don't deserve to hold the sword I stabbed in this land. There is no need to prepare for the inferior beings. The king's will has been passed on to us. And this (player) side also feels the fighting spirit swell from his back and surroundings. Who will be able to suppress these chest highs? If you're a man, if you're a mercenary. Until I challenged this arrogant king. "Come on, no more words to speak. Then let's start a true feast." Were the soldiers wearing thin blue armor surrounding us for this time? "Wow. Ahh." "Whoa, whoa!
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222่ฉฑ ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟ ใŠ่Œถไผšใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใซใŠๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€็ตๆ™ถใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚€ๆฃฎใธไธ€ๆ—ฅใซไธ€ๅ›žใ ใ‘ใƒฏใƒผใƒ—ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผใฎใƒ–ใƒญใƒผใƒใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒ็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใซๅŒ…ใพใ‚ŒใŸใ‹ใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€็žฌใงๅฆ–็ฒพ้”ใŒไฝใพใ†็พŽใ—ใ„็ตๆ™ถใฎๆฃฎใŒ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใƒผ? ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“?ใ€ ๅฃฐใŒ้ณดใฃใŸๆ–นใธใจ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้€ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ…ญใคใฎ็พŽใ—ใ„ๅŠ้€ๆ˜Žใฎ็พฝใ‚’ๆŒใคๅฐไบบใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ ใ€Œใใตใตใƒผใ€ใŸใฃใ‚ใ‚Šใƒผใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏใ”ๆฉŸๅซŒใชใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใใฎๅฐใ•ใช่บซไฝ“ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ไฟบใฎ้ ฌใซๆŠผใ—ใคใ‘ใฆใ‚นใƒชใ‚นใƒชใจๅฏ„ใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ใ€‚็พฝใฎใฏใฐใŸใใŒ้ ฌใ‚’ใ‹ใ™ใ‚ใ€ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ‚ใ‚“~ไปŠๆ—ฅใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใฎใƒผ?ใ€ ใ‚ใฉใ‘ใชใ„่กจๆƒ…ใง็ตๆ™ถ็ด ๆใฎๆŽก้›†ใ‹ใจๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠๅ‘ผใฐใ‚Œใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใฉใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใƒผใ‚“โ™ช ใฟใ‚“ใชใƒƒใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฏใฉใ“ใƒผ?ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใ„ใ‚‹้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ็พฝใ‚’ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใคใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€Žใ“ใฃใก!ใ€ใ€Žใ‚ใฃใก!ใ€ใ€Žๅงซๆง˜ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใฃใก!ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใ“ใžใฃใฆ้“ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’่ฒทใฃใฆๅ‡บใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ๅ–œใณใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’็”Ÿใ‚€ๆฃฎใ‚’้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ไฟบใฏใใ‚Œใซ่ฟฝๅพ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฆ‹ใฌ้–“ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎๅฆ–็ฒพใฎไธญใงใฎ็ซ‹ใกไฝ็ฝฎใŒใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ“ใ†......ไธŠไฝ็จฎใฃใฝใ„ๆ‰ฑใ„ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใชใใจๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใƒผใ‚“โ™ช ใปใ‚“ใจใฏ็งใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใƒผใ‚“โ™ช ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใŸใกใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€็งใฎใŸใ‚ใซ~ไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใŸใใ†ใซใ‚ฆใ‚บใ‚ฆใ‚บใ—ใฆใŸใฎใ‚“ใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆกˆๅ†…ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ......ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใพใงใ“ใฃใใ‚Š่€ณๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใฎๆœฌ่ณชใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใญใฉ้ขจๆ ผใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚“ใฃใจไฟบใฎ่‚ฉใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ใ‚ใฃใกใซใ“ใฃใกใธใจใƒฆใƒฉใƒฆใƒฉๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ไป–ใฎๅฆ–็ฒพ้”ใซ้€ฒ่กŒๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆŒ‡็คบใ™ใ‚‹ๆŒ‡ๆฎ่€…ใฎๅฆ‚ใๅ„ช้›…ใ•ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏๅฆ–็ฒพ้”ใซๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒๅพ…ใคใ€Ž็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€ใซ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใŠๅŸŽ?ใ€ ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๅทฅๆˆฟใ€ใ€Ž็ฉบไธญๅบญๅœ’ใ€ใจๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ‘ผใถใใฎๅปบ็‰ฉใฏๆฏใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใ‚€ใปใฉใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใ“ใฎๆฃฎไปฅไธŠใซ็ถบ้บ—ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏใชใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏใใ‚“ใช่ฆณๅฟตใ‚’่ฆ†ใ™็จ‹ใซ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช็พŽใ‚’ไฝ“็พใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใช? 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ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠไฟบใฎไธŽใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใฌๆ‰€ใงใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎๅฆ–็ฒพๅ†…ๅœฐไฝใŒๅ‘ไธŠใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚็ขบใ‹ใซไป–ใฎ้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใจๆฏ”ในใŸใ‚‰ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅˆฅๆ ผใช็ฉบๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚€ใตใตใƒผใ‚“โ™ช ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ็›ธๆฃ’ใ ใ‚‚ใƒผใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ่‡ชๆ…ขใ’ใซ่ชžใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’ๆจช็›ฎใซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€Ž้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅ‹่จŠใ€ใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’ใพใŸไธŠๆ˜‡ใ•ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏ้€ฒๅŒ–ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใจใ‹่€ƒใˆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นใฎๅฎฎๆฎฟใธใจๅ…ฅใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅ†…ๅดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅปบ็ฏ‰ๆง‹้€ ใŒ็ญ’ๆŠœใ‘ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใใฎ้€ ใ‚ŠใŒๆ–ฐ้ฎฎใงใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅทกใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใชใ‚‰้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ใฉใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚ๆ‘‚ๅ–ใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ไพฟๅˆฉใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€‚้™ฝใฎๅ…‰ใจใชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ™ใ”ใ„ ใŠ่Œถไผšๅ‚ๅŠ ใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚‚ใใ“ใใ“ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ็ฐก็ด ใชใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸไธ€ๅฎคใธใจๆกˆๅ†…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ“ใพใงๅˆฐ็€ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅนพใคใ‹ใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธŠใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใ ใ„ใถๅฎฎๆฎฟใฎไธŠๅฑค้ƒจใซใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ›ใ€ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจๅฃใ‚‚ๅบŠใ‚‚ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚‚้€ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใๅฎฎๆฎฟๅ†…ใงใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎไฝ็ฝฎใŒๆŠŠๆกใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใงใŠ่Œถไผšใ€ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ็ด”็™ฝใฎใƒ†ใƒผใƒ–ใƒซใ‚ฏใƒญใ‚นใŒๆ•ทใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸๆœบใฎไธŠใซใฏๆ—ขใซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใจใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒใƒƒใƒˆใŒ็”จๆ„ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏไฟบใฎๅ•ใ„ใซใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจ้ ทใใ€ๆค…ๅญใซ็€ๅธญใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†่–ฆใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใพใซ็€ๅธญใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏๆ”นใ‚ใฆใŠ่Œถไผšใฎๅ ดใจใชใฃใŸๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ๅบƒใ•ใซใ—ใฆ20ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซๅ››ๆ–นใฎๅคง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ ใ€‚ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚‚้ซ˜ใใ€้€ๆ˜Žใชๆง‹้€ ใ‹ใ‚‰็ฉบใฎ้’ใŒใฏใฃใใ‚Šใจ่ฆ‹ใฆๅ–ใ‚Œใฆๆธ…ใ€…ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅฃใฎๅ››ๆ–นใซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹่‰ฒใฎๆค็‰ฉใŒๆคใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅฎ็Ÿณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸไธๆ€่ญฐใชๆค็‰ฉใŸใกใ ใ€‚ ่Šฑใ€…ใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆๅผทใ„่ผใใงไธปๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹็„กใใ€ๅ…จไฝ“็š„ใซใ‚„ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ—ใŸๅ…‰ใง้ƒจๅฑ‹ใ‚’ๅฝฉใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฟƒๅœฐใ‚ˆใ„็ฉบ้–“ใฎไธญใซไธ€้š›ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹็‰ฉไฝ“ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใฒใ—ๅฝขใฎใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใ‚‰ใ—ใ็‰ฉใงใ€ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใฏๅคงๅฐๆง˜ใ€…ใ€‚30ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใปใฉใฎๅฐใ•ใช็‰ฉใ‹ใ‚‰2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใใ†ใช็‰ฉใพใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใฏๅ…จใฆๅฎ™็ฉบใ‚’ๆผ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็พคใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆ็พŽใ—ใ„่‰ฒๅฝฉใ‚’ๆ”พใคๆตฎ้Šใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใ€‚ๅคฉไบ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Š้™ใ‚Šๆณจใๆ—ฅๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใ€ๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ–ฐใŸใซๅฎคๅ†…ใซ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž็ฉบ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ€ใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใจๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใซๆทนใ‚Œใฆใใ‚ŒใŸ็ด…่Œถใ‚’ๅทฎใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅ†ท้™ใชใƒ•ใƒชใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚ซใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๅฃใธใจ้‹ใถใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒ ใƒ•ใƒ ใƒ•ใƒ ใƒ•ใƒ ......ใ€Žๅคฉๅ‹•ใฎ็ฉบๆฐดๆ™ถใ€ใจใชใ€‚ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚Š้ŽใŽใ‚‹ใƒ‘ใƒฏใƒผใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใซใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎๅฐฝใใชใ„็‰ฉใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉ็”ทใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ€‚็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซๅฎใฎๅฑฑใ‚’......้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๅฝน็ซ‹ใกใใ†ใช่‡ญใ„ใŒใทใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใ™ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’ใ„ใใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ›ใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ€็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅคฑใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎ่ตทๆบใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใงใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใซใฏใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆกไปถใฃใฆ่ฉฑใชใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงไฝ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถโ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€็ด…่Œถใฏ็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€็ด…่Œถใฎๅ‘ณใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ไธๅฏๆ€่ญฐ็‰ฉไฝ“ใซๆ„่ญ˜ใฎๅคงๅŠใ‚’ๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใ‚‚่ฆ–็ทšใฏใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจๆจชๅˆ‡ใ‚‹ๅฐใ•ใชๆตฎ้Šใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใซ้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใฏใฃใ€ไฟบใจใ—ใŸไบ‹ใŒใ€‚ ใ‚ตใ‚ฏใƒƒใจใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’ๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆใ€ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎ่ตทๆบใ‚’่žใๅ‡บใ•ใญใฐ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใตใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใฏๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใจใ—ใฆๆฅใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ•ใ‚‚ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใช่จ€ใ„ใฃใทใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ใƒขใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒขใƒ‹ใƒฅใจ็ทฉใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใฏใƒใƒฌใƒใƒฌใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใ‚ณใƒ›ใƒณใ‚ณใƒ›ใƒณใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใซๆ‰‹ไผใฃใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„็งใฎ็ ”็ฉถใฏใญใ€ ๆ”นใพใฃใฆ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฏไฟบใซ็ ”็ฉถใƒ†ใƒผใƒžใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚้ญ”ๅฅณใฃใฝใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ—ใฆๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใฎใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใฏใ€็งใฎ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’ๅฎŒๆˆใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซ......ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใ‚’่พฟใ‚‹ใ€ใ€Ž ๆ˜Ÿ้บ็‰ฉ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ใญใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใฎ็†ฑๅฟƒใช็›ฎใฏๅฅฝใใ ใญใ€‚ๅ„ช็ง€ใชๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒๅพกๅฏŸใ—ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใจ้ญ”ๆณ•ใฏ้€šใšใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใปใ†ใปใ†ใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใ€‚ ๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใฎๆ€ๆƒ‘ใชใฉๅฎนๆ˜“ใซ็œ‹็ ดใงใใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใฏใใฃใจใ€็ฉบ้ญ”ๆณ•ใจ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจไฟบใ€ใใฎไธกๆ–นใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใจๆŽจๆธฌใงใใŸใ€‚
224 222 Stories Glass Palace When I call for a tea party, I use the item "Brooch of Christeries", which allows me to warp only once a day into the crystal producing forest. I wonder if my vision was engulfed by a dazzling light, and in an instant a beautiful forest of crystals populated by fairies spreads before me. "Um? Talo? If you send your gaze to those whose voices sound, the dwarf with six beautiful translucent feathers, The Wind Calling Princess (Garuda), will greet me as I dance with a circle. "Oh, fu." Hu is in this forest unless you call him by his skill 'Friends of the Wind Fairy'. If she puts a little face out of between the trees, she shows up like a bunch of fairies following her from around. "Kufu, Taro Rin" Hu seems in a good mood, pushing that little body all over my cheek and dropping in slippery. The wings blink blushes and tickles. "Tan ~ Do you want a sparkle today? I shake my neck sideways, whereas Hu asks me if I'm collecting crystalline material with an unusual expression. "I'm calling Mr. Missora today. Does Hu know where Mr. Missora is? "Hmm. Guys, where's Mithola? If Hu talks to the wind fairies around him, he'll happily pat his feathers and say, 'Over here!' "Over there! '" Princess, over here!' Oh, my God, this bought me directions and left. Are the Wind Fairies glad to be of service to Hu, or go on through the gem-producing woods with joy. Of course I follow that...... I feel emotional that the position among the hu fairies is something like this while I don't see it for a moment...... they treat me like a superior species. "Hmm. Really, I know where Mithola is. But those kids did something for me because of Taro. I was wussing like that." So when I let him guide me... I felt the essence of my personality changed so much that I snuck up on him until that happened. Hu sits on my shoulder for a moment and moves his fingers Yurayura this way. The figure is as elegant as the conductor who instructs the other fairies to show the direction of travel. This is how I was guided by the fairies and reached the "Aerial Garden" where Mr. Mithola waited. "Glass palace...... no, castle? Sage Missora's workshop, the 'aerial garden' and the building she calls it, was breathtaking and beautiful. Honestly, I didn't think there was a prettier place than this forest, but this place embodies a calm beauty enough to overshadow such a notion. "What do you think? This is my workshop." Smiling, Mr. Missora asks what he thinks of his workshop. By contrast, I was just overwhelmed. Although it is unclear what principle it is made up of, its palace does float in the universe. glass, is it built with pale, transparent material like, or is it blurry and transparent in the building as well? "Um... I didn't know there was such a splendid building in this forest" Yeah, well, I can only understand that it's above and beyond what I understand right now. "Sasa, it's tea party time, so go inside, go inside." The large double doors of the palace open so as to react to Mr. Mithola's voice. But if it is the entrance to the palace, it is more than five meters above it. Borrowing the wind of Hu, Mr. Mithola gently mumbles something next to him as he flies around to determine whether to let him in with the dress effect of "Wind Dancing Circle (Rondo)". "Toyoshi no Hakutoshi (Virgis), Toyoshi no Kaido (Road) -" Then countless grains of brilliant brilliance were scattered of sand and gold beyond the door. And, if you think about it, they didn't just fall to the ground, they turned into a smooth single ramp. Each and every one of the crystalline petals created a path to the palace with massive humor. It's floating... I admire the fantastic path by its mysterious, and hesitate to stick with it. You didn't see me like that, and the wise man presiding over the pale sky reaches out to me as I escort. "Think you need 'Flower Virgin's Sky Running Days (Virginia Road)' to welcome your assistant to the workshop, huh? Come on, come on. Let's go." As Mr. Mithola urges me, I walk the path colored with treasure crystal flowers. The sensation was wonderful with a fluffy feel spreading from my feet, just like it was going on over the clouds. "Nevertheless, when you were to invite Taro, did 'Candidate for Fairy Queen (Titallia)' come with you or not? Mr. Mithola gazes at Hu like a prank. Hmm? Looks like Hu's position inside the fairy has improved in my strange spot after all. Compared to other wind fairies, it does have some extraordinary air from the looks of it. "Mmm-hmm. Taro is Fu's partner. " Horizontally speaking hu proudly, I'll think about whether hu can evolve more if I raise the level of skill 'Friends of the Wind Fairy News' again. When I entered the glass palace, the architectural structure was still ripped out from the inside, and the construction was fresh and swept around my face. "You can take sunlight from anywhere here, you can do it. It's very convenient." I see. The light of the sun. "Thank you for inviting me to such an amazing workshop (atelier), Mithola" The greeting for the tea party will also be there, and I will be led to a room with a simple table. I went up several stairs to get there, so I can tell it's a lot in the upper level of the palace. At any rate, the walls, floors and ceilings are so clear that you can somehow grasp your position in the palace. "Here's the tea party, is it? Teacups and teapots are already available on desks with pure white tablecloths. Mr. Mithola nods nicely at my inquiry and asks me to take a seat in the chair. Sitting as prompted, I once again look out into the room that has become the venue for the tea party. It's a big room 20 meters wide. The ceiling is also high and the blue of the sky is clearly visible from the transparent structure and clear. Plants of all colors are planted on all sides of the wall, and of course they are strange plants as clear as gems. The flowers never claim with a strong glow, but overall colors the room with a gentle light. There are objects in such a comfortable space that are of immediate concern. It is a crystal-like object with a hinge, varying in size, from small objects of about 30 cm to objects that are likely to exceed 2 metres, all of which drift through space. A floating crystal that pulls out a group and emits beautiful colors. It reflects sunlight pouring down from the ceiling, creating new soft light indoors. That's the product of "Sky Magic," Mithola said, smiling and offering me tea brewed in a cup. I pretend to be calm and carry the cup to my mouth. Humm-hmm... "Sky Crystal of Heavenly Movements." What a overly worrying power word. There's too much stuff here to be interested in. But man, Shintaro, don't forget your purpose. Put a pile of treasure in front of you... and don't lose sight of your purpose no matter how much you can show off something that smells like it might help you with alchemy. I'm here to find out the origins of the Ignitol royal family, and I'm here on condition that I help Mr. Mithola with her research. "Mi, mr. misola. So what kind of research..." "Mmm, is tea tasty? Honestly, I am deprived of the majority of my consciousness by more incredible objects than the taste of tea. Even now, the gaze nails to a small floating crystal that slowly crosses in front of you. Ha, what I did. I need to help Mr. Sakuri Mithola research and find out the origin of the Ignitol royal family...... "Hehe, speaking of which, you asked Taro to come as your assistant. Yes, I did." And it was as full of words as I recall, but around Mr. Misora loosening his mouth with a monument, my insides seem to find out. "Uh Cohon Cohon. Taro, I need your help with my research." Alternatively, Sage Mithola tells me the subject of her research. Um, it's kind of very witchy. "And my assistant, Taro, wants me to do a study of" Star Relics (Astra) "to complete my research... by tracing the memories of the stars" Star Relics (Astra)... a legacy left by the stars? Relics? "Nice, fine. I like those enthusiastic eyes. Alchemy and magic, as your good assistant has always guessed." Um, that's right, Doctor. He said it was easy to break through his assistant's thoughts. Mr. Mithola, a sage with a flutter and a grin. I could have guessed that her words must be referring to both sky magic and alchemy, Mr. Mithola and me, those.
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็Ž„้–ขใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ใƒชใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฐใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใจๅง‰ใŒใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซ่…ฐใ‚’ใŠใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็„กไบ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใซใฏใ‚ซใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆใงใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใญใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ๆตด่กฃใฎ ่ตฐใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ‚ใ€‚่ชฐใ‹ใŒๅคช้ƒŽใซ่งฆใ‚ŒใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚‰............ใถใคใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ๅฑใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ†ใ‚“ใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅง‰ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚ŠไบŒไบบใซใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่ฉฑใ›ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใจใ€ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใ‚‚ๅง‰ใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€Ž ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ๆกˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใผใใผใใจๆ—ฉๅฃใงๅง‰ใŒไฝ•ไบ‹ใ‹ใ‚’ใคใถใ‚„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€ๅง‰? ไฝ•ใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใŸใ‚ใ€‚ไป–ใซใ‚‚็ง้”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅค‰ใชไบ‹ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบบใŒใ„ใฆใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒๅคช้ƒŽใฎ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฟƒๅผทใ„ใ‚ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใใ“ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใใ‚Œใงใ€ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใชใ„ไบบใจใฎ้•ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ—ใฆใชใ„ไบบใ ใจใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒ็พๅฎŸใงใ‚‚ๅๆ˜ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใƒ‹็‚นใ‚’ๅง‰ใซไผใˆใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใ•ใ„......ใ€ ๅง‰ใฏไฟบ้”ใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ต่ซ–ใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ ใ€Œใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚…ใƒผ......ใ‚“?ใ€ ๅง‰ใซไฟƒใ•ใ‚Œใฆใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใฎ็‰น็•ชใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ“ใ‹ใฎใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€ๆœ‰ๅใชๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ‚’็‰น้›†ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใใ‚ใ‚‹ ใซ่ฉฑใ™ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่€ณใจ็›ฎใ‚’็–‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“็”ป้ขใซ้ฃŸใ„ๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽ......ไปŠๅนดใฎๆฒณๅทๆ•ทใงใฎ่Šฑ็ซๅคงไผšใ€ๆœ€ๅพŒใซๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚นใ‚’่žใ„ใŸ?ใ€ ไฟบใฏ็”ป้ขใซ้›†ไธญใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๅง‰ใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไผšๅ ดใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฐ‘ใ—้›ขใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š่žใๅ–ใ‚Œใชใใฆ......ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜้€šใ‚Šใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใซใฏใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใซๆฅใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบใ€…ใŒ้™ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใงใ€ใ‚นใ‚ซใ‚คใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅคœ็ฉบใซ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใใฎๆ˜”ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใŒๅฝผใ‚‰ๅฆ–็ฒพใซ็Šฏใ—ใฆใพใฃใŸ็ฝชใ‚’ๆ—ฅๆœฌไบบใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใพใ›ใ‚“โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฃฐใ‚’ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ€ใ„ใง่žใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅคชๅคใซๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใ€‚็ง้”ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใฏใŸใ ไธ€ใคใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใซๆˆปใฃใฆๆฅใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€‚็ง้”ใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌไบบใซใฏ่žๅ’Œใจ่ด–็ฝชใฎๆ„ๆ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎๆ€ใ„ใ‚’่พผใ‚ใฆใ€ๅคœ็ฉบใซ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚Šใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฐŠใถใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ......ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฏ......ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฏไฟบใฎๅๅฟœใซๅŒๆ„ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใ‹ใ‚‰้€ธใ‚‰ใ™ใ“ใจใชใ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ„ใคใ‹ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒ็›ดๆŽฅใ‚ใŸใ—ใŸใกใซๅงฟใ‚’็พใ™ๆ™‚ใ‚’้ก˜ใฃใฆโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ‹ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใฎใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฏใ€็ฒ›ใ€…ใจใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‚่ข‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ€็ฉบใธใจๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ˆใใ‚ˆใ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‚่ข‹ใฎไธญใซ็ฎฑใฟใŸใ„ใช็‰ฉไฝ“ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒซใ‚จใƒƒใƒˆใŒๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚็ฎฑใฎๅ†…้ƒจใ‹ใ‚‰ๆทกใ„็ซใŒ็ฏใ‚Šใ€ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฏใพใ‚‹ใงใใฎ็ฎฑใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ‚‹ๅ…‰ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใŒๅฆ–็ฒพใ ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใช้ขๆŒใกใงใ‚นใ‚ซใ‚คใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใฎ่กŒๆ–นใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽไปŠๅนดใ‚‚ๆ—ฅๆœฌใซใ ใ‘ใ€ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจๅŒใ˜ใง่€ณใŒ้•ทใใ€ๅฐๆŸ„ใ€‚ ่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹็€็‰ฉใ‚„ใ€่…ฐใซใ•ใ™ๅˆ€ใ€ๆด—็ทดใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ซ‹ใกๅฑ…ๆŒฏใ‚‹่ˆžใ„ใพใงๅ…จใๅŒไธ€ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฎๅค็ฅญใ‚Šใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆๅŒๆง˜ใซใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ„ใ‚„ๅพ…ใคใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅงฟใฏ็พใ‚Œใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจ่ขซใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใŒ็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไปฎ่ฃ…ๅคงไผšใจใ‹ใ€ใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œ้•ใ†ใ‚ใญ......ใ‚ใฎใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฃใถใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌใฎไผ็ตฑ่กŒไบ‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ—ใ€‚็พใซๅœฐๅ…ƒใฎ่Šฑ็ซๅคงไผšใงใ™ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใฎๆ–นใ‚‰ไบบๆ—ใฎๆฐธใใซๆธกใ‚‹่ด–็ฝชใจ้ก˜ใ„ใ‚’่žใ้‚ใ’ใ€ไธ€ๅŒนใ ใ‘ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ้™่‡จใŒๆคœ่จŽใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใงใ”ใ–ใ‚‹ใงใ™ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฏๆœ€ๅพŒใฎๆœ€ๅพŒใงใ€็ˆ†ๅผพใ‚’่ฝใจใ—ใฆใใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฏ้ฉšๆ„•ใ‚’ๅ…จ่บซใง่กจใ—ใ€ๅ‹ขใ„่‰ฏใใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใธใจๆŒฏใ‚Šๅ‘ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใงใ™ใ‹!? ใฉใ“ใซๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹!? ใ„ใคใงใ™ใ‹!? ๅ…จๅ›ฝใฎใฟใชใ•ใพใ€ใŠ่žใใซใชใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ‹! ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅ†ๆฅใงใ™! ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใ€่ฉณใ—ใ„ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใ‘ใชใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹!ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ทใƒฅใƒผใƒซใชๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใชใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚จใƒชใƒผใƒˆใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅฟ…ๆญปใซใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใ•ใ‚“ใซใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฏ!?ใ€ใจๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ๅงฟใฏ็พๅฎŸใ ใ‘ใฉใ€็พๅฎŸใซๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ๅคง็œŸ้ข็›ฎใซใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่ฆๆœ›ใ‚’ๆ‹’ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ€ใใ†ใงใ™ใ‹! ใงใ™ใŒใ€็ขบใ‹ใซ! ใ“ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌใซๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅ†ๆฅใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ๆญดๅฒ็š„็žฌ้–“ใ‚’ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ€…ใฏๆ‰ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใŒใงใใพใ—ใŸ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ่ซธๅค–ๅ›ฝใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ใฃใ€ ๅคง่ˆˆๅฅฎใฎใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใ ใฃใŸใŒๆ”พ้€ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅฐบใŒ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“็”ป้ขใฏใถใคๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใจใชใ‚Šใ€CMใธใจ็งป่กŒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใŒไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒ–ใƒ„ใƒ–ใƒ„ใจ่ฆ‹่งฃใ‚’่ฟฐในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ CMใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹็”ป้ขใ‚’ใฒใŸใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏ้›ฃใ—ใ„้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฃใฆใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“......ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฎใฏใšใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใŒใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใซๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚CGๅŠ ๅทฅใ‚„็‰นๆฎŠใƒกใ‚คใ‚ฏใฃใฆ็ทšใ‚‚ๆจใฆใใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ใ‚ใ‚‚ๅคงไปฐใซใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใจใ‚“ใกใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚“ใช็™บ่จ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใฏใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๆœฌ็‰ฉใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚‚ใ†ๅฏใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†......ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ€็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ใ€ ใ“ใฎๅพŒใฏๅง‰ใซๆตด่กฃใ‚’่„ฑใŒใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใœใ‹ๅง‰ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๆˆปใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็›ฎใŒใ™ใ“ใ—ใ ใ‘ๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใฎใฏๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅง‰ใŒๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฝใƒฌใฏใใ‚Œใงใ„ใ„ใจๆ€ใ†ใ—ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ไธๅฎ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ๅง‰ใซใพใงใƒŠใƒผใƒใ‚นใซใชใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใง่ฆ‹ใŸๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใŒๅ–œๅŠ‡ใ‚’้€šใ‚Š่ถŠใ—ใฆใ€ไฝ™่จˆใซๆ€–ใๆ€ใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅฏใ‚‹ใ‹......ใ€ ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฏใƒผใง่ปฝใๆฑ—ใ‚’ๆตใ—ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’ใใฃใกใ‚Šใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏๅง‰ใซใ€ŽใŠใ‚„ใ™ใฟใƒผใ€ใจๅฃฐใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆ่‡ชๅฎคใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้›ปๆฐ—ใฎๆ˜Žใ‚Šใฏ็‚นใ‘ใšใซใ€ใใฎใพใพใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใธใƒ€ใ‚คใƒ–ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ‰€ใง้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใŒๆบใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹? ใ€Œ็ช“ใ€้–‹ใ‘ใŸใฃใ‘ใ€ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใฃใคใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใˆใŸๅ†ทๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅค–ใซๅ‡บใ™ใชใ‚“ใฆ็œŸไผผใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฏใšใชใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใŒๆ›ๆฐ—ใงใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใฆใŸใฎใ‹ใชใ€ ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆณขๆ‰“ใคใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใƒณใ‚’้–‹ใใ€ไฟบใฏ็ช“ๆž ใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅค–ใ‹ใ‚‰้’็™ฝใ„ๆœˆๅ…‰ใŒใ€ๆ‰‹ๅ‰ใซใ“ใผใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€็ช“ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ใจใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใจใฆใ‚‚่žใ่ฆšใˆใฎใ‚ใ‚‹้ซ˜ใ„ๅฃฐ้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅใ‚’ๅ‘ผใถใ€ๅฃฐใฎไธปใฏ......็พฝใฎ็”ŸใˆใŸๅฐไบบใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใฎ้•ท้ซชใฏ้ขจใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช้€ๆ˜Žๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŒใกใ€ๅคœ้ขจใซใชใณใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซใ„ใ‚‹็”Ÿ็‰ฉใŒใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็•ฐไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ๆง˜ใ€…ใชๅฝขใงใ€ๅนพ็™พใ€ๅนพๅƒใฎๅนดๆœˆใ‚’็ตŒใฆใ€‚ ไบบ้กžใฏใพใ“ใจใ—ใ‚„ใ‹ใซใ€ใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’ ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅถๅƒใฎ็”ฃ็‰ฉใจใ—ใฆใ€‚ ๅœจใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใใ€่ชžใ‚Š็ถ™ใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใใฎๅงฟใ‚’ใ€‚ ไบบใ€…ใŒๆๆ€–ใ—ใ€ๅผทใๆœ›ใฟใ€‚ ็ฅžๅŸŸใจใ€ไผๆ‰ฟใ•ใ‚Œใ— ไบบใŒๅคข่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ๅนปๆƒณไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒไปŠใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็พใ‚ŒใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฎ็›ธๆฃ’ใ€้ขจๅฆ–็ฒพใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏ็ช“ๆž ใซใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚“ใจ่…ฐใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ€่ถณใ‚’ใถใ‚‰ใถใ‚‰ใ•ใ›ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ใ ใ‚ˆใญ......?ใ€ ็œŸๅคใฎๆœˆๆ˜Žใ‚Šใ‚’่ƒŒๆ™ฏใซใ€ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใฃใจ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅงฟใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใใ‚Œใฏๅนปๆƒณ็š„ใงใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ€Ž็ถบ้บ—ใ ใชใ€ใจๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใ—ใใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้ฉšใใฎๆ–นใŒ้ฅใ‹ใซๅ‹ใ‚Šโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใฃใฆใ€ใ‡ใ‡ใ‡ใ‡ใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆใˆ!? ใชใ‚“ใง
I opened the front door and as I entered the living room my sister was sitting back on the couch turning on the TV. "Safe, looks like those two have been able to cum out. Still, Taro, it's so glossy to give you the hem of your yukata... you can't run like that." "Absolutely. I happen to see Taro running. If someone touches Taro............................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................ "Uh yeah, I'll be careful. But I could tell you both exactly what my sister said. And those two are suspicious of the Rainbow Goddess church, just like their sister, and they know what's happening in real life." Like devising something, my sister snaps something with a blur and a quick mouth. "Hmm, sister? What are you saying? "No, I'm relieved. There are other people who know something weird is happening like us. If that's Taro's best friends, that would be comforting." "Yeah, I'm really glad there...... so it's the difference between people who haven't noticed" If you are a person who does not have a real module, you cannot recognize the changes in reality. that your status in the game may also reflect in real life. I try to tell my sister this point (d). "Taro, wait. That... look at that..." My sister blocks (whispers) words trying to explain the conclusions we made and suddenly points to the TV screen. "Real too ju...... hmm? If my sister prompted me to watch TV, a special number for the news would have flown. It's a common seasonal (seasonal) feature featuring the famous Summer Festival. There are a lot of people on the screen, and I can see that it is several times bigger than the festival we had earlier. An elite reporter, who refreshingly divided his forehead into seventy-three parts, began to explain the festival's events in an effort to tell him how he was wrapped up in that enthusiasm. I suspect my ears and eyes when I hear what pops out of the mouth of a fluent reporter. I approach the TV screen like I'm eating in. "Taro...... did you hear the last announcement of this year's fireworks show at the riverbed? While I concentrate on the screen, I reply to my sister. "No, I was a little away from the venue, so I couldn't really hear you..." As my sister pointed out, the TV had quiet faces of people coming to the festival, flying sky lanterns and dots into the night sky. "Once upon a time, the Japanese will never forget the sins we have committed against them -" Keep listening to the reporter's voice with incredible thoughts. "The fairy who disappeared into Tai Ancient. There's only one wish for us, and I want them to come back. We, the Japanese, have the will to reconcile and redeem, and with that in mind, let us escort the fairies rising into the night sky. ' It's bad for a good-looking reporter who speaks seriously with a quiet (nasty) voice, like honoring something...... "This... reporter... what are you talking about? While agreeing with my reaction, my sister was concentrating that gaze without distracting me from the TV. "Hopefully one day, the fairies will show themselves directly to us -" The reporter, with a harsh atmosphere, solemnly took something like my sack and let it go into the sky. If you look closely, a silhouette with an object like a box in the waffle bag floats. A pale fire lights up from the inside of the box, and the reporter is following the whereabouts of the sky lantern with a serious face, as if the very light coming out of that box were a fairy. "Only in Japan this year is Elf's (...) Fairy Selling (...) coming out for me. Above all, enjoy the Summer Festival with each and every Japanese citizen aware that they have a closer relationship with fairies than any other country. ' Same as the game, long ears, small. Exactly the same kimono you're wearing, the knife on your hips, and even the sophisticated standing behavior. And like the Summer Festival event at Clan Clan, I can't believe you brought a fairy... No, wait. The fairy hasn't actually shown up. But this does have a game and a part to wear. "It's not a costume tournament or a festival surprise, is it? "No... from the mouth of that reporter, I think it's a traditional Japanese event. Even the local fireworks show now, right? "This year, we have heard the eternal redemption and desire of his people, and only one, the coming of a fairy, is being considered." At the end of the day, the elves seem to have dropped the bomb. Having heard the words, the reporter expressed his astonishment all over his body and turned to the elf with good momentum. 'Is that true!? Where will it come from!? When!? Ladies and gentlemen of the nation, have you heard! It's a fairy comeback! Mr. Elf, could you give me more information! What a surreal sight. An elite reporter desperately told Mr. Elf, 'What about the fairy!?' It's real to ask, but it doesn't seem real. Elf Martial Arts (Takeshi) is also refusing the reporter's request in great seriousness. 'Oh, really! But sure! We were able to capture the historic moment in Japan when there might be a fairy resurgence! Try this from foreign countries. " He was a reporter of great excitement, but whether the ruler of airtime had anything to do with it, the TV screen got bumped off and moved to CM. My sister will express her view with some bump. My sister looked difficult as CM kept staring even at the flowing screen. "Sister, what do you mean, it's me? "Ugh, yeah......" The way my sister said it was complicated. But that should be it too. Anyway, the elf was on TV. I can't throw out a line called CG machining or special makeup, but, alas, the fact that a TV reporter is making a really bad statement means it's likely to be real. "Taro, let's get some sleep today... I'm a little tired" After this, I had my sister take off her yukata, but for some reason, my sister seems to have regained just a little energy. You must be out of your mind to look at me and find my eyes only suspicious. If my sister's feeling better, I think that's fine. Anyway, I was just a little nervous too... if my sister nabbed me, the sight I saw on TV would go through the comedy and make me feel extra scared. "Go to sleep..." I sweat lightly in the shower and finish the hairdryer neatly, and I go into my room with a 'good night' voice to my sister. I find myself uncomfortable trying to dive straight into bed without turning on the lights. The curtains are shaking? "Window, did you open it?" Because there is. For that reason, I would never have imitated putting the accumulated cold air outside... "I wonder if my sister was even ventilating me." Open a fluttering curtain and I'll put my hands on the window frame. A blue and white moonlight spills out front. And I was just about to close the window... A very, very familiar high voice sounded. Calling my name, the Lord of Voices... a feathered dwarf. However, its long hair is as clear as the wind, making it snug in the night breeze. But the creature in front of me knows what I am. Different world. In various ways, after hundreds or thousands of years. Humanity has blinded itself to its existence. Or as a product of idols I don't even know. Because he was there, he told me about it. People fear and want strongly. Divine domains and one end of inherited reason (once). People dreamed, fantasy world. I felt like that had just appeared in front of me. My partner at Clan Clan, the Wind Fairy Hu, is sitting back a bit on the window frame and letting his legs hang out. "... Huh, right...? Against the backdrop of the midsummer moonlight, Nico's smiling fairy figure is that it's fantastic and she's going to admire it 'you're beautiful' unexpectedly. But more surprising than that... "What, yeah, yeah!? Why Reality!?
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134่ฉฑ ๅ •ใกใŸๅคงๅœฐ ใ€Œใ€ŽๅŒ่ชฟ่€…ใ€ใฃใฆ็งฐๅท? ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚่‰ฏใๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ“ใฎๅŠนๆžœใงใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ่€ƒใˆ? ใˆใ‡ใจใ€ๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆ€่€ƒใ‚’1ๅ›ž้™ใ‚Šใ€่ชญใฟๅ–ใ‚‹ใฃใฆๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใ€ ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎ่€ƒใˆใŒ่ชญใ‚ใŸใฎใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆ‰€ๆŒใ—ใฆใ‚‹็งฐๅทใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใ‡......ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซ2ใงใ‚‚ใ†่ƒฝๅŠ›ไป˜ใใฎ็งฐๅทใ‹ใใ€‚ใ†ใ‚‰ใ‚„ใพใ—ใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใใฎ็งฐๅทใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‹่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใฏใƒใƒจใƒณใƒใƒจใƒณใจใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็œŸๅ‰ฃใช็œผๅทฎใ—ใงใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ๆตดใณใ›ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚ŠไฟบใŒใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€Ž่€็ทดใŸใ‚‹ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ๅŒๆง˜ใ€่ƒฝๅŠ›ๆœ‰ใ‚Šใฎ็งฐๅทใฏ่ฒด้‡ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“......ใใ‚ŒใŒๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅ™‚ใซ่žใใ€ใ€Ž ใ€Œๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‚™ใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใงใ™ใ‹ใƒผใ€ ใŠใ€ใŠใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆ็™บ็พๆกไปถใ€่ฌŽใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ๅฟƒใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใคใ‚‚ ไธ€ๅŒใฏใชใ‚“ใจใชใ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ใฎใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆš—ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฏ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ในใๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅ›žใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Œใจใชใ็พ็Šถใซ็ชใฃ่พผใฟใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใฉใ“ใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ่’้‡Žใฃใฆ็จ‹ใ€ๆฎบไผใจใ—ใŸๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใงใฏใชใ„ใซใ—ใ‚ใ€่ตค่Œถใ‘ใŸ่‰ฒๅˆใ„ใฎๅœฐ้ขใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผ......ใใ‚Œใชใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ€Ž้œŠ็ฃใ€ใฎ้กžใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ๅ››่‚ขใ‹ใ‚‰็ดซใฎ็‚Žใ‚’ใกใ‚‰ใคใ‹ใ›ใ€็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ„ใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‰ใง็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็œผใจใ‹ๅ›žใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚......ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚‚่„…ๅจ็š„ใ ใ—ใ€็‚Žๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œ่ปŠ่ผชใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒชใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใซๅ‹•ใๅ›žใ‚‹ไบบ้–“ๅคงใฎ็ซๆ‹ณๆŒใกๅคง็Œฟใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใงใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅผทๆ•ตใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚ŒใŒ6ๅŒนใ‚‚ใงใ™ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅŽณใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ“ใฃใกใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใŒใ—ใชใ„ใชใ€ ไธๆ€่ญฐใชไบ‹ใซใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚ไธ€็™–ใ‚‚ไบŒ็™–ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผ้”ใŒๅพ˜ๅพŠใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‚ณใƒใƒฉใ‚’่ฅฒใŠใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใ€ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ  ๅค•่ผใŸใกใฎ่€ƒๅฏŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚‰่ฅฒใฃใฆใใใ†ใงๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ไธŠใซไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใฏใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎไธ€้ƒจใจใ—ใฆ่ช่ญ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใ€็‰ฉๅ‡„ใ„็™บ่ฆ‹ใ ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใงใ‹ใชใ‚ŠๅธŒๅฐ‘ใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใ ใ€‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ€ ไฟบใŒใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซๆ„Ÿๅฟƒใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ้šฃใงใƒŸใƒŠใŒใถใ™ใƒผใฃใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใงใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ฝใƒฌใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใซ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงใ‚ณใ‚ฝใ‚ณใ‚ฝใจ่ฉฑใ—ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใ€ๅฅฝใใชใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใƒผ?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ€ใใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใ€ใ„ใˆใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎไบ‹ใฏใŠๅ‹้”ใจใ—ใฆใ€ใ™ใ”ใๅคงๅˆ‡ใงใ€ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ€ใ™......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใ€ไป–ใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ไบบใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ๅฅฝใใฃใฆไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰......ไปŠใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ไธ€ๆฐ—ใซ็Ÿฅใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŸใถใ‚“ใ€ใ†ใ‚“......ใ™ใ”ใใƒขใƒคใƒขใƒคใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใพใ ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‹ใชใ€ ใฝใ‚ˆใ‚“ใฝใ‚ˆใ‚“ใฃใจใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹้Ÿณใซ้‚ช้ญ”ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅฐใ•ใชๅฃฐใฏใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใ„ๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ้ก”ใŒๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใใ†ใซๅ’Œใ‚‰ใ„ใงใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒ่‰ฏใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ไผใˆใŸใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใฏ......ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆ่ฅฟใฎ่พบๅขƒๅœฐใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ€Ž็„ผใ‘ๅ •ใกใ‚‹ๅคงๅœฐใ€ใ ใฃใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œ็„ผใ‘ใฆๅผทๅˆถ็š„ใซใ‚ญใƒซ็”ป้ขใธใจ่ฝใจใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅคงๅœฐใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ€ใใ‚Œใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ๆญฃๅผๅ็งฐใฏใ€Žๅ‘ช็ซใฎๅคงๅœฐใ€ใ ใฃใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€ ใŠใฃใจใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซๅฑฑๅœฐๅธฏใงใ‚‚็†ฑๅธฏๅœฐๅŸŸใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ใ‚„ใŸใ‚‰็‚Ž็†ฑ็ณปใฎๆŠ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใใ‚‹้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๅฏ†้›†ๅœฐใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ€ ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏใ€ๆ”ป็•ฅ็ต„ใฎ้–“ใง20ๅฐๅพŒๅŠใฃใฆๅ™‚ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่พบใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅผทๅŠ›้ŽใŽใฆใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆใซ้€ฒใ‚ใชใ„ใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฆ‹้–“้•ใ„......ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใชใ€‚ใ‚ใใ“ใซ่ตคใ„ใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใฟใŸใ„ใฎใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใชใ€ ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€็พฝใ“ใ็”Ÿใˆใฆใชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ๅ…จ่บซใ‚’ใณใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจๅ …ใใ†ใช้ฑ—ใซใŠใŠใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๅ››ใคใ‚“้€™ใ„ใฎใƒ‰ใƒฉใ‚ดใƒณใ‚‰ใ—ใใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใฎใฃใ—ใฎใ—ใจๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใใ€ๅฎถใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅคงใใ•ใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใƒ“ใƒ“ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฒใ‡ใƒผ......ใ€ ๅ‘จใ‚Šใงใ†ใ‚ใคใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒๆก้•ใ„ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ไฟบ้”ใฏไปŠใ€ใชใ‚“ใฎ้šœๅฎณใ‚‚ใชใ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚ทใƒณใ•ใ‚“......ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๅง‰ใซๅ ฑๅ‘Šใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ€ๅฑฑ็ฉใฟใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ๆƒ…ๅ ฑๅŽ้›†ใ€้ ผใ‚“ใงใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใชใใจใ‚‚ใ€ ใฉใ‚“ใชไบ›็ดฐใชไบ‹ใงใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹่ฝใจใ™ใ‚ใ‘ใซใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ใจใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบใฏใ€ŽๅคใณใŸใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ€ใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒ‘ใ‚ทใƒฃใจๅ†™็œŸใ‚’ๆ’ฎใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็ฝๅŽ„ใฎ่ทกๅœฐใ€ใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ€‘ ......่ฝใกใŸๅคงๅœฐใ€ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่ตค่Œถใ‘ใŸๅœฐๅŸŸใŒใ€ใ€Ž ๆ€ฅใซๅคงๅœฐใŒๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใฆใ€ๅฆ™ใช้œงใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ„้›ฒใฟใŸใ„ใฎใŒ็ซ‹ใก่พผใ‚......้™ใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใจๅด–ใ‚’ไธ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆˆปใฃใฆใใ‚‹ไปฒ้–“ใŒใ„ใชใใฆใ€ไป•ๆ–นใชใ็งปไฝใ—ใŸใฃใฆ่ฉฑใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ†™็œŸใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใซใฏใ€ไธ€ใคใฎๅ…ฑ้€š็‚นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž็ฅž็ฃใฎ็ฝๅŽ„ใŒๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸๅ‚ท่ทกใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใฎ็ฃใŒๆฎ‹ใ—ใŸ็‚Žใฏ่‰ฒๆฟƒใๆฎ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๅœฐใซ็”Ÿใใ‚‹็”Ÿ็‰ฉใฎ็”Ÿๆ…‹็ณปใซๅผทใๅฝฑ้Ÿฟใ‚’ๅŠใผใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚€......ใ“ใ‚Œใฏๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚่ฉฑใŒๅคงใใใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใ—ใ‹ใ—ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚็ฅž็ฃใฃใฆไฝ•ใ ? ๅ็งฐใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‹ใชใƒผใ‚Šใ‚„ใฐใใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹......ใ‚ใฎ็…™ใฎๆตทใฟใŸใ„ใฎใซ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ๆฐ—ใ˜ใ‚ƒ!?ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎๅซใณใงใ€ไฟบใฏๅ†™็œŸใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆๆ€่€ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ไธ€ๆ—ฆไธญๆ–ญใ—ใ€ๅ‰ๆ–นใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใฏใ€ใ™ใฃใฑใ‚ŠใจๅคงๅœฐใŒๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Šใซ็™ฝใ„็…™ใฎๅคงๅœฐใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฆใ€ใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใใ€ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจใ€้ขจใงๆณขๆ‰“ใกๅงฟใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€็„กๅฝขใฎๆตทใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้€ฒใ‚“ใ ใ‚‰ๅฑ้™บใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ใญ......ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใ‚‹้ ƒใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใฏ ใ ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใฏ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ€‘ใซ่กจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸ็‰นๆ€งใ‚’ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅผฑ็‚นๅฑžๆ€งใฏ้’ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒ•ใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซๆฏ”ในใฆ่€ๆ€งใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚ๆฐดใชใฉใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎ่บซใฏๅผพใ‹ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅ็™บใ—ๅˆใ†ใ€ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฎไบˆๆธฌใŒๆญฃใ—ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใฎ็งปๅ‹•ใŒๆญขใพใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒ็คบใ™ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ‚ใฎ้›ฒใฟใŸใ„ใช็™ฝใ„็…™ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ใƒ—ใ‚ซใƒ—ใ‚ซใจๅ็™บใ—ๅˆใ„ใ€ๆตฎใ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใจใ„ใ†็ต่ซ–ใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ๅ†™็œŸใฎๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใ......ใ‚ใฎ ้›ฒใŒไฟบ้”ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ๅœฐ่กจใจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„้ซ˜ๅบฆใง็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ไธ‹ใซๆฒˆใ‚“ใ ๅคงๅœฐใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใฐ......ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใชใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใ‚‹่ฉฑใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใใฎๅญใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ•ใ›ใฆใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎไน—ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅญใฏใ‚‚ใ†่งฆใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๅบฆใใ‚Šใ—ใ‹ๅ†…้ขใŒ่ชญใ‚ใชใ„ใ€ŽๅŒ่ชฟ่€…ใ€ใฏๅŠนๆžœใ‚’็™บๆฎใ—ใชใ„ใฎใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฎไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฐใƒปใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซๆ‰‹ใงใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎใพใพ้€ฒใ‚€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹! ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€้™ใ‚Šใชใ„ใจๅฑใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใฃ! ใ‚ใฎ็™ฝใ„็…™ใŒไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆ! ใ“ใฎใพใพไน—ใฃใฆ่กŒใ“ใ†!ใ€ ไฟบใฏใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆๆกˆใ‚’้ฎใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ!? ใงใ‚‚ใฃใ€ ใ€ŒใŸใถใ‚“ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„! ไฟกใ˜ใฆ!ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใจใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใฎไธŠใงๅบงใ‚‹่ฆชๅ‹้”ใฏใ€่‚ฉใ‚’ใ™ใใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ‚ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซๆฎฟใŒใใ†่จ€ใ†ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏใ€ใŠๅงซๆง˜ใฎ่จ€ใ†้€šใ‚Šใซใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎใŠ่จ€่‘‰ใฏ็ตถๅฏพใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰!ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใŒไฟกใ˜ใฆใจไปฐใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€ ๅฅณๅญใ€ไบŒไบบใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆ? ใˆใฃใจใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ้€ฒใ‚€ๆฐ—ใชใฎ? ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไฟก็”จๅบฆใฃใฆ......ใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใญใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใˆใฃใจใ€็งใ‚‚ใ“ใฎใพใพ่กŒใใญ?ใ€ ๅ›ฐๆƒ‘ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚็›ด้€ฒใ‚ณใƒผใ‚นใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ•ใฆใ€็ตๆžœใŒ ใƒ‰ใ‚ญใƒ‰ใ‚ญใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซ้จŽไน—ใ—็ถšใ‘โ€•โ€• ๅœฐ้ขใŒใชใใชใ‚Šใ€็™ฝใ„้›ฒใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใซ ใ€Œ............ใ€ ใ“ใฎไธๆ€่ญฐใช็พ่ฑกใซใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใฏ็„ก่จ€ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€็…™ใ‚’็ชใใฌใ‘ใฆไธ‹ใธใจ็œŸใฃ้€†ใ•ใพใจใ„ใ†ๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใƒ›ใƒƒใจใ—ใคใคใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ€Žใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚Šใ—ใชใ„ใงใ€ใจใ ใ‘ๆณจๆ„ใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้›ฒใฎๆณขใซๆบใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใŒ็ตŒใกใ€ๅฆ™ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆๅง‹ใ‚ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๅ‰ๆ–นใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใฟใ‚“ใชใซ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ฅžๆง˜ใฎใ„ใ‚‹ไธ–็•ŒใซๆฅใŸใฟใŸใ„ใงใ™ใ€ ่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใจ่จ€ใ†ใปใ‹ใชใ„็ซ‹ๆดพใงๅคงใใชๅ…ฅ้“้›ฒใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๅฑฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใใณใˆ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใช็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช้›ฒๅฑฑใซไธ€ๆœฌใฎ้“ใ‚’็คบใ™ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ฅž็คพใง่‰ฏใ่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ตคใ„้ณฅๅฑ…ใŒไฝ•ๆœฌใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธฆใณใ€้ ‚ไธŠใพใง็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใฏใ€ไธ€็•ชไฝŽใ„ไฝ็ฝฎใซใ‚ใ‚‹้ณฅๅฑ…ใฎๅ‰ใงๆญขใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใฎ้›ฒใ€ๅ …ใ„ใžใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใŒใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใซไน—ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅœฐ้ขใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ„้›ฒใซๆŽŒใ‚’ไน—ใ›ใ€ไฝ“้‡ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ•ใฃใใพใงๆŽดใ‚€ใ“ใจใ™ใ‚‰ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใปใ‚“ใจใ ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ้™ใ‚Šใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ณฅๅฑ…ๅ‘จ่พบใฎ้›ฒใชใ‚‰ใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใ‹ใ‚‰้™ใ‚Šใฆใ‚‚ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชใฎใ‹? ใใ†็ต่ซ–ใ‚’ใ ใ—ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ็œŸใฃ็™ฝใช้›ฒใฎไธŠใซๅปบใค้ณฅๅฑ…ใฎๅ‰ใซ้™ใ‚Š็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚Šใ‚ƒ!? ไบบ้–“ใฉใ‚‚ใŒ ็ฅž้“็ณปใฎ็ด”็™ฝใช่ขดใ‚’็€ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒไบŒไบบใ€‚ ้‡‘้ซชใจ้Š€้ซชใจใ„ใ†็›ธ้•็‚นไปฅๅค–ใ€ๅ…จใ้ก”ใฎไฝœใ‚ŠใŒไธ€็ท’ใชๅŒๅญ? ใŒ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€้ ญใฎไธŠใซใ‚‚ใฃใตใ‚‚ใตใใ†ใชใ€็Œซ่€ณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใŠๅฐปใฎ้ƒจๅˆ†ใซใฏใ€ใตใ•ใตใ•ๆฏ›ใฎๅฐปๅฐพใพใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚‚ใฟใฟๅทซๅฅณ!?
136 134 Stories Fallen Land "The title 'Toner'? I wonder if that's what you mean. I'm not sure...... with this effect, the idea of a monster? Well, it says," Read the thought of the monster you came into contact with only once. " The idea of Big Slime could be read, apparently thanks to the title in Mr. Twa's possession. "Heh... a title with abilities already at level 2. I'm proud of you." "Mr. Twa, can I ask you how you got that title? Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) are shaken by Poyong Poyong and Slime, while seriously looking at Mr. Twa and asking questions. After all, like the "Skilled Girl" I have, the title of Ability seems invaluable. "Mmm... that's what happened from the beginning..." "Rumor has it, you're a genius." "Is he equipped from the beginning?" Oh, whoa. "That's a mysterious expression condition." "Mr. Twa, do you have any idea? "Always real (over there)... because it just fits around...? Together we somehow stopped going in. Sometimes it was so subtly dark that I decided to go into the current situation while looking around to change the subject. "By the way, where are we headed?" As far as the wilderness was concerned, it was certain that it was moving to an area with lots of reddish-colored ground, even though it was not a slaughtered view. "Uh... I guess" "Hmm, wait... isn't that like 'Spiritual Beast'? He flickers purple flames from his limbs and travels at great speeds. I wonder if it won't turn my eyes or something? "Wow... those guys are threatening speed, and you're a high level monster with a flame attack" "Even if you break the wheel, you have to deal with a big human firefisted monkey who moves around tricky, and you're talking about a pretty strong enemy." "Is that as many as six..." "It's a little harsh..." "But I don't see any sign of you coming this way." Strangely enough, although there are other monsters wandering around like both monogamous and bipolar, they don't even show a bare gesture to attack the cochlea. I wonder why. "Maybe it's because you're on the slime? "Are we slime riders? As Evening Fai and the others have discussed, I do fear it will strike me when I get off the top of the slime. If you're recognized as part of a monster as long as you're on top, it's a tremendous find. Pretty rare information was obtained under Mr. Twa's title. "Thanks to Mr. Twa's title. Wow." When I admired Mr. Twa, she smiled happily. I'm a little concerned that Mina was staring at Mr. Twa with a bumpy face next to him. Mr. Twa also seemed to notice Sole, and somehow began to smile at her and talk to Kosokoso. "Mina, you're gonna be okay" "You like Talo, don't you? "Oh, no, the Heavenly Master thing is very important as a friend, su, su, su..." "It's okay. Me, there are other people I care about, maybe I like... and now I'm a little confused that I know things I don't know all at once, but I guess, yeah... it's so mocking, but I'm still worried, I guess." Po Bing Po Bing is interrupted by the swinging sound of the slime, and the two little voices are cancelled. I wondered what they were talking about, but Mina's face seemed relieved, so something Mr. Twa must have told her good. "The fact that there's a Train Monkey (Mela Ape)... isn't this the western border? "Oh, was it 'Burning Fallen Land'? "Burned and forcibly dropped to the kill screen, that is, the land to be killed" "Yes, that's it. No, I think the official name was" The Land of the Curse. " Oops. "Even though it's not a volcanic or tropical area, it's also said to be a dense area of high level monsters that would use inflammatory moves if they did..." "Recommended mercenary (player) levels are rumored to be in their late 20s among the offensive team." "We talked about the monsters around here being too powerful to move on..." "Wrong look...... that's not it. There's like a red dragon over there." If you look at it, although it's the wings that haven't grown, there's a dragon-like monster on all fours walking around in a scale that looks amazingly firm. It was about the size of a house, so we freaked out. "Hih..." The level of monsters wandering around is different. But we are now pushing without any obstacles. "This is Mr. Singh... there's going to be a pile of things I have to report to Talo's sister..." "Talo. Can I ask you to gather information? "Oh, even if you don't tell me." You can't overlook anything trivial. If that's the case, I'll start taking pictures with Pasha Pasha in one hand with the 'old camera'. "The Site of Disaster" [Photo] ... the fallen earth, huh? Are you sure this reddish area was Fantasma? The earth suddenly sank, and a strange mist, like a cloud, stood in... even down a cliff trying to get off, but there was no companion to come back from it, and you said you had no choice but to migrate. Every photo description has one thing in common. That is the scar left by the scourge of the Divine Beast. The flames left behind by his (or his) beast remain colorful and strongly affect the ecosystem of living organisms in the land, it seems. Hmmm...... I only have a feeling this is going to be a bigger story than I thought. What's a god beast in the first place? Based on the name, there is an atmosphere like that. "Hey, no way... you're going in there like that smoky ocean!? With a shouting night, I stopped looking at the pictures and thinking once and looked forward. There, the earth disappears completely. The earth of white smoke had appeared instead. No, the intangible sea was spreading, fluffy, changing waves with the wind. "Um, doesn't it look dangerous if we keep going? "Right...... maybe it's time to get off the slimes? Mina and Lily agree. But I do. the characteristics that were represented in the [photo] of Big Slime. "The weakness attribute is blue, but more resistant than tough slime. When you touch water or something, you rebel against each other to be bounced ' I mean, if my predictions are correct. There are no signs that the Big Slime boys will stop moving. What it shows is, maybe even in that cloudy white smoke, it rebels against Pukapuka and keeps floating? That concludes. Furthermore, if we combine the information in the photographs, perhaps... beneath that cloud sea (yeah kai), there is a fantasy town (fantasma)... a sunken earth hidden. I've never heard of clouds occurring at an altitude that's no different from the surface we're on, but if there's a sunken earth down there... a story that could be in the game world. "Uh, Mina. Let her touch me. I've already touched my riding child, so only once can I read the inside," The Toner "doesn't work." That's what Mr. Twa says, touching Mina's riding Big Slime with his hand. "I'm saying keep going! Guys, we gotta get down or we're in danger! I don't know what that white smoke is! "No, wait! Let's keep riding! I block Mr. Twa's suggestion. "Huh!? And." "Probably, it could be okay! Believe me!" My best friends, sitting on every slime of my statement like that, giggle bitterly, shrugging their shoulders. "Oh, if our alchemist says so, so be it" "Shall we do as the princess says?" "Because the Heavenly Master's words are absolute! "If Taro wants you to believe me, you have no choice." Women, they both apparently agreed. "Huh? Uh, guys, are you going to keep going? Taro's credibility is... amazing. Okay, so, uh, I'm gonna keep going, too, right? Though confused, Mr. Twa also attended the direct course. Well, let's see how it turns out. It's so exciting, we keep riding the slime... The ground is gone, and a white cloud-like area falls with the sound of topun (...) and water falling... and we are drifting over the clouds with the slime. ............ Everyone becomes silent about this strange phenomenon. Apparently, there wasn't the worst pattern of poking smoke down and upside down. While I was heartbroken, I just cautioned, 'Don't get off the slime or anything' for now. It's been a few minutes since I was rocked by a wave of clouds, and I start to see strange things, I tell everyone, pointing forward. "I think I've come to a world with God." Not to say brilliant. A splendid and large entrance cloud. It stands like a mountain. There were many red birdhouses lined up and continued to the top, as if to show a single path to such a bright white cloud mountain, as you would often see in the shrine. And the Slimes stopped in front of a birdhouse in the lowest position. "Hey, Taro. Clouds here, they're tough." While the shaking night rides the slime, he claps his hands on the ground, on the clouds, making sure he weighs in and touches them. "Is that it? I couldn't even grab it earlier, really. Could you possibly come down? Apparently, if it's a cloud around this birdhouse, is it okay to get off the slime? To conclude, we stepped down in front of a birdhouse on a bright white cloud. "What the hell!? The humans are coming in! There are two girls dressed in pure white pigeons of Shinto descent. Twins with all the facial creation together except the difference between blonde and silver hair? is amazed to see the cochlear that it was done on the other side of the birdhouse. That's because things were growing like cat ears, like muffled over my head. Besides, there is even a blocked hairy tail on the buttocks. Kemomi Witch!?
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2่ฉฑ ใ‚ฌใƒผใƒซใ‚บใƒปใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ ใ€Žใƒ”ใ‚ณใƒณใƒƒใ€ ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณ็‰นๆœ‰ใฎ้ŸณใŒใ€็œ ใฃใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใฎ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸๆ„่ญ˜ใฎใพใพใ€ๆž•ๅ…ƒใซใŠใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚Šๅฝ“ใฆใ€ใ‚ใใณใ‚’ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้€ใ‚Šไธปใฏ ใ€Ž้€š่ฉฑใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใใฃใจๅ‘Š็™ฝใฎไปถใงๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใ‚ธใฎใพใพๅฏใฆใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใ€็€ๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰้€š่ฉฑใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ™ใ“ใ—ๅพ…ใฃใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใใ†่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใ€้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ๅฆ™ใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใŒๆ‰“ใกใฅใ‚‰ใ„ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใฆใ€็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๆŒ‡ใงใฏใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใซใใ„ใ€‚ๅฆใ€ใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚?ใ€ ใใ—ใฆ้ฉšใใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใฏใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ…Œใฆใฆ็ซ‹ใจใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚บใƒœใƒณใฎใ™ใใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใง็››ๅคงใซใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ปขใ’่ฝใกใŸใ€‚ ้ ญใ‚’ๅบŠใซใถใคใ‘้ˆ็—›ใซ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ใ‹ใ‚ใคใคใ€ไฟบใฏใชใ‚“ใจใ‹็ซ‹ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ†ใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใ€‚ ็€ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใŒไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ใถใ‹ใถใ‹ใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่…•ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€่ข–ใ‚’ใพใใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฎ่บซ้•ทใฏ175cmใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใŒใ€่ฆ–็‚นใŒใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ•ฐๆฎตไฝŽใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใใ—ใฆๆ›ดใชใ‚‹้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆฐ—ใชใ็™บใ—ใŸไฟบใฎๅฃฐใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใ€‚้ˆดใฎ้Ÿณใ‚’่ปขใŒใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆพ„ใ‚“ใ ้Ÿณ่‰ฒใ€ใ‚Šใ‚“ใจ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๅฃฐใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏ!?ใ€ ไฟบใŒๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅฃฐใ ใจใฏๅˆฐๅบ•ไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€็ถšใ„ใฆๅ‹•ๆบใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใŸ้Ÿณใฏใ€ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ไฟบใŒ็™บใ—ใŸๅฃฐใซ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ‚ขใ‚กใƒผ............ใ~?ใ€ ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹็™บๅฃฐใ—ใฆๅˆ†ๆžใ—ใฆใฟใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ๅฐๅญฆๆ กไธญๅญฆๅนดใซ็›ธๅฝ“ใ™ใ‚‹ใใฎๅนผใ„ๅฃฐใฏใ€ไฟบใฎใƒŽใƒ‰ใ‚’ๆŒฏๅ‹•ใ—ใฆ็™บไฟกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใถใ‹ใถใ‹ใฎๅˆถๆœใ‚’่ฆ‹ใพใ‚ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅบƒใ’ใฆใ€ไปŠไธ€ๅบฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่ฆ–่ชใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๆœ€ใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€้ก”ใฎๅทฆๅณใ‹ใ‚‰็››ๅคงใซๅž‚ใ‚Œๆตใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ่…ฐใพใงๅฑŠใใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ้•ทใ„้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซ้’ใฟใŒใ‹ใฃใŸ้Š€้ซชใ€‚ ่ข–ใ‚’ใพใใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ใฒใจๆˆฟใคใพใฟใ€็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ไบบๅทฅใฎๆฏ›ใงใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ใ€ใใ‚ใฎ็ดฐใ‹ใ•ใ€็Œซใฃๆฏ›ใฎ้ ‚็‚นใ‚’ๆฅตใ‚ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใตใ‚ใฃใ‚ตใƒฉไป•ๆง˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใŒๆ‚ชใใชใฃใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ๆ…Œใฆใฆ้›ขใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ็ธฎใ‚“ใ ไฝ“ๆ ผใ€‚ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฃฐใ€‚่บซใซ่ฆšใˆใฎใชใ„้•ท้ซชใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงๆฅใ‚Œใฐ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใ“ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ‚“ใชใซ้ˆใ„ๅฅดใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็†่งฃใฏใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚“ใชใฎใฏใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ ใ€‚ ็ดๅพ—ใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใงๅ ฑ้“ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๅŽŸๅ› ไธๆ˜Žใฎๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–ไบ‹ไปถใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅ็ช็„ถใ€ๆ€งๅˆฅใŒ่ปขๅŒ–ใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅนดๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆœ€่ฟ‘ไฝ•ใ‹ใจ่ฉฑ้กŒใซใฏใชใฃใฆใฏใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅพ—ใฆใ—ใฆใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใฎๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใงๅ ฑ้“ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใชใ‚“ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใŒไธ–้–“ไธ€่ˆฌใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ ใ€‚่Šธ่ƒฝไบบใฎใ‚ดใ‚ทใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใงใ€ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฎ่บซใซ่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็พ่ฑกใฏๅคขใ ใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‚‚่„ˆ็ตกใฎใชใ„่€ƒใˆใ‚’่‡ชๅˆ†ใงใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใŠใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅงฟใซใชใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใฃใจๅคขใ ใ€‚ ็™ฝใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹ใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใงๅค‰ใชๅคขใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใฆใจใฃใ•ใซ้ ฌใ‚’ใคใญใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ข–ใŒ้•ทใใฆๆ‰‹ใŒๅ‡บใ›ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใพใใ‚‰ใญใฐใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅพ…ใฆ็—›่ฆšใ€ใคใพใ‚Š่งฆ่ฆšใฏไฟก็”จใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใœใชใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใปใฉใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ปขใ’่ฝใกใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏใ€็—›ใฟใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใ‚ธใฎ่กฃๆ“ฆใ‚Œใ‚„้‡้‡ใ‚‚ใ€ใพใŽใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใ„็พๅฎŸใฎใƒœใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใ€‚ ่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚‹ใจๅ—…่ฆšใ ใ€‚ ่กฃ้กžใ€ไธปใซๆ™ƒๅคœใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ€Ÿใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ธใƒฃใƒผใ‚ธใซ้ผปใ‚’่ฟ‘ใฅใ‘ใฆใ‚ฏใƒณใ‚ซใ‚ฏใƒณใ‚ซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใดใ‚Šๆฑ—่‡ญใ„ใ€‚ ๅคใ ใ—ใชใ€‚ๅˆๅคใ ใ—ไป•ๆ–นใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ็ถšใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Š็•ฐ่ณชใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใฎๆทกใ้’่‰ฒใซ่ผใ้Š€้ซชใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใคใพใ‚“ใ ้‡ใ‚ˆใ‚Šๆ›ดใซๅคšใ‚ใซๅ–ใ‚Šใ€้ผปใธใจใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚ใใ‚ˆใ•ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ใใ‚ˆใ‚ˆใ€‚ ใ€Œใธใฃใถใ—! ใ†ใฃใใ—ใ‚‡ใƒผใ„ใ€ ๆฏ›ๅ…ˆใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใตใ‚ใ—ใ™ใŽใฆใ€้ผปใฎ็ฉดใซ็จ‹่‰ฏใ„ๅˆบๆฟ€ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ€ใใ—ใ‚ƒใฟใธใจไฟบใ‚’ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ€‚ ่ด่ฆšใ€่งฆ่ฆšใ€ๅ—…่ฆšใพใงใ‚‚ใŒใ“ใ“ใŒ็พๅฎŸใ ใจไธปๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹......ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฑบใ‚ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใพใ ๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ใ‚‹ใฏๅ‘ณ่ฆšใ€‚ ้ฃŸในใ‹ใ‘ใฎๆ „้คŠ้ฃŸๅ“ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ซใƒญใƒŸใƒผใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซๅฃใซๆ”พใ‚Š่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅฏ่ตทใใฎใŸใ‚ใ€ๅฃใฎไธญใŒๅคšๅฐ‘ไนพใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใใจๅ’€ๅšผใ—ใฆใฟใฆใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏใ€ๅ‘ณใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚้€šใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไบ”ๆ„Ÿใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎ็ ฆใฏ่ฆ–่ฆšใ€‚ ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ ฌใซไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ ไฟบใŒไฟบใงใชใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆๆ€–ใŒใ€ๆœ€็ต‚็ขบ่ชใ‚’่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‚‚้ฃฒใพใšใ€ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใƒœใƒผใฃใจใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใตใจใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใŒ็‚นๆป…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€่ปฝใใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€้€š่ฉฑใฏใพใ ? ใจใ„ใ†่ฟฝๅŠ ใฎใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆฅใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ไปŠใฏใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็„ก็†ใ ใจไผใˆใฆใŠใใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ›ใ“ใฎๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅฃฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฝใก็€ใใพใงไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใซใฏใชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€VRMMOใ€‚ใคใพใ‚Šใฏใƒใƒผใƒใƒฃใƒซใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใŒใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ‹ใ‚‰้–‹ๅง‹ใ ใจใ„ใ†้€ฃ็ตกใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ VRMMOใจใฏใ€ไฝ“ๆ„Ÿๅž‹ใฎ3Dใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซ่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ€่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒๅ‘ณใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ๆœ€ๆ–ฐใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅคงใใชใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒˆใƒซใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€่ฃฝไฝœใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ไผš็คพใ‚‚่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใฎใชใ„ใ€Žใ‚ซใ‚ฐใƒคใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไผš็คพใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ŒใปใฉๆœŸๅพ…ใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€่ฃฝ้€ ่ฒฉๅฃฒใŒๅคงๆ‰‹ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใƒกใƒผใ‚ซใƒผใซๅง”่จ—ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ“ใจใงๅฐ‘ใ—่ฉฑ้กŒใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใฃใŸใใ€‚ ใงๆฐ—ๅˆ†่ปขๆ›ใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใฎๆ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ‚Šใซๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠฑใใคใคใ€ใพใฃใŸใ้€ฒๅฑ•ใ—ใชใ„็พ็Šถใ‚’ๆ”พ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚้ฃฝใใŸ้ ƒใ ใจ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚’ ไฟบใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ€้ซชๅž‹ใƒใ‚งใƒƒใ‚ฏ็”จใฎๆ‰‹้กใ‚’ใ€้ซ˜ๅบฆใฎใ‚ใŒใฃใŸๆœบใฎไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠใใ‚‹ใŠใใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใซๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ€ๆ„ๅฟ—ใฎๅŠ›ใง็„ก็†็Ÿข็† ใใ—ใฆใ€่‡ช่บซใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ๅŒ—ๆฌงใซใ„ใใ†ใชใ€่‰ฒ็™ฝใฎ้Š€้ซช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎ้ก”ใŒ้ฉšใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ€ใŠใ‚ŒใŒ......็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใŒใชใ„......ใ€ ็พๅœจใฎๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏๅคœใฎ10ๆ™‚ใ€‚ ็ต‚ๆฅญๅผใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใŒๅˆๅ‰11ๆ™‚ใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฎถใซใคใ„ใŸใฎใŒๅˆๅพŒ2ๆ™‚ๅ‰ๅพŒใ ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๅคœใฎ7ๆ™‚ใใ‚‰ใ„ใซ็›ฎใŒ่ฆšใ‚ใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰่‡ชๅˆ†ๆŽขใ—ใฎๆ—…ใซๅ‡บใŸใจๆŽจๆธฌใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใจใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไฟบใฏ่‡ช่บซใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’้š…ใ€…ใพใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ๅฅณใฎๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใพใŽใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅนด้ฝข็š„ใซใฏ9~11ๆญณใฎๅฐๅญฆไธ‰ๅนด~ไบ”ๅนด็”Ÿใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใŸใ€‚ ่บซ้•ทใ‚‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใง่จˆใฃใฆใฟใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€135cmใ—ใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚ธใ‹......ใ€ ่‚Œใฏ้™ถๅ™จใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็™ฝใๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใงใ€็žณใฏ ๆญฃ็›ดใซ่จ€ใ†ใจใ€ใพใ”ใ†ใ“ใจใชใๅคฉไฝฟใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๆฑบใ‚ๆ‰‹ใฏใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้›ปๅ…‰ใซใ™ใ‚‰ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆ็…Œใณใ‚„ใ‹ใซ่ผใ็ฉบ่‰ฒใฎ้Š€้ซชใ€‚ ่‡ณไธŠๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ€ไฟบใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€่ญฆๅฏŸใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€่ฆชใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ‹ใ€ๅง‰ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ในใใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฏ่ฟทใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฎไธก่ฆชใฏๅ…ฑๅƒใใงๆตทๅค–ใซๅ‡บๅผตไธญใ ใ€‚ๅฆนใฏ็ˆถใจๆฏใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใใ€ๅ…ฑใซๆตทๅค–ใ‚’็‚นใ€…ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅง‰ใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌๅœจไธญใ ใŒใ€ๅคงๅญฆ้€ฒๅญฆใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซไธ€ไบบๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ€้€šๅญฆใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰็ซ‹ๆดพใซไป•ไบ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใชใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏใ“ใฎใ‚ขใƒ‘ใƒผใƒˆใงๅฎŸ่ณชใฎไธ€ไบบๆšฎใ‚‰ใ—ใ‚’ๆบ€ๅ–ซใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ช็”ฑใชใฎใฏใ™ใ”ใใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใŸใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅฎถไบ‹็‚Šไบ‹ๆด—ๆฟฏใ‚‚ๅ…จใฆไธ€ไบบใงใ“ใชใ•ใชใใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ‚ญใƒ„ใ‚คใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใจใใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใŸใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒ่ตทใใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๅง‰ใซ้€ฃ็ตกใ™ใ‚‹ในใใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใจๅฟ™ใ—ใ„ๆฏŽๆ—ฅใ‚’้€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ—......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏ้ †ๅฝ“ใซ่€ƒใˆใฆๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใชใฎใ‹? ใใ†้€กๅทกใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใปใฉใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใฎ้€š็Ÿฅใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅฑŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚ฆใ€ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฎๅˆๅ‰11ๆ™‚ใซใ€Œๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใฎๆ•™ไผšๅ‰ใญใ€ ใชๅ†…ๅฎนใŒๅฑŠใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‹ใ‚‰็œผใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่บซๅ†…ใณใ„ใใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎๅง‰ใฏ็พŽไบบใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚้Ž่จ€ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใจใใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆ็†่งฃใฎ็ฏ„็–‡ใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใ‚‹็™บ่จ€ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ็Ž‰ใซ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณไธใชใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚’็šฎๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใซใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ•ใใชใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซ็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚‹ไธ€ๆ—ฅใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซใ‚‚่‚‰ไฝ“็š„ใซ็–ฒๅผŠใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ็ต่ซ–ใซ่‡ณใ‚‹ใพใงใ€ใใ†้•ทใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏๆ˜Žๆ—ฅ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆ€ใฃใŸๅพŒใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใฏๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝœใ‚Š็ฝฎใใฎ่ปฝ้ฃŸใ‚’ ใฉใ“ใ‚’ใ€ใจใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ใซใฏๅฝ“ๅˆ†ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅฐใ•ใชใŸใ‚ๆฏใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใ€ใ—ใ‚“ใฟใ‚Šใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใงใƒˆใ‚คใƒฌใธใจๆˆปใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅคไผ‘ใฟ1ๆ—ฅ็›ฎใ€‚ ๅฏ่ตทใไธ€็™บ็›ฎใฎใ‚ทใƒฃใƒฏใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ ใ‚’ๆ•ข่กŒใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใƒใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซไธ€ๆžšๅงฟใง็‰›ไนณใ‚’ไธ€็“ถ้ฃฒใฟๅนฒใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆœไธ€ใฎ็‰›ไนณใฏใ„ใจ ใ€Ž็ตถๅฏพใซใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ‚ˆ~ใ€ใ€Žๅพ…ใกๅˆใ‚ใ›ๅ ดๆ‰€ใฏ13ๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ€Œๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใฎใ€Œๅคฉ็ƒใพใ‹ใ›ใชๆ™‚่จˆๅฐใ€ๅ‰ใงใ€ ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญ......? ......ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใ€ๅง‰ใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฃใฆใฎใฏVRMMOใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎ็”บใฎไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใฏใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚ŠใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไฟบใซ็Œ›็ƒˆใƒ—ใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ—ใฆใใŸใฎใฏใคใ„ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใชๆ™ƒๅคœใŒใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚„ใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกใ€ใƒžใƒณใ‚ฌใซ็†ฑไธญใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅค•่ผใพใงใ‚‚ใŒไธ€็ท’ใซใชใฃใฆ่–ฆใ‚ใฆใใŸใจใใฏ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฆใ‹ใ€ๅง‰ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚‚ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ€‚ ใ€Žๅ‚ทๅฟƒไผšใ‚‚ๅ…ผใญใฆใ€ใƒ‘ใƒผใฃใจๆฅฝใ—ใ‚‚ใƒผ!ใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใชใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒๆฅใŸใฎใงใ€ๅณๅบงใซ ใ€Žไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚„ใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใ ใ‘ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง่ปฝๅฃใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€ŽไปŠๅ›žใฏๅปบๅ‰ใฎใชใ„ๆœฌ้Ÿณใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฟ”ไฟกใŒใใŸใฎใง ใ€Žใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใช......ใ€ ๆฐ—ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€่จ€ใงไผใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–‡ใ‚’ไฝœใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚้€†ใซใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใพใใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‚’ใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๆ”พใ‚ŠๆŠ•ใ’ใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็™ฝใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆœ€้ซ˜ใซใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใฎใใ„ใŸๅ‘Š็™ฝๆ–นๆณ•ใ ใฃใŸใชใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใง็ฌ‘ใ„่ฉฑใซใงใใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใฎใ€ใ‚ฆใƒฏใ‚ตใฎๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–ใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใซ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใฏไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ไฟ็•™ใซใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ€ๅฟƒ้…ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใฉใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚่บซไฝ“ใŒๆˆปใฃใŸๅ‰ไพ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ้‡ใ„ๆๆ€–ใŒไฟบใซใฎใ—ใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใปใ‚“ใจใ€็ฌ‘ใˆใชใ„ๅ†—่ซ‡ใ ใ€‚ ๅ‘Š็™ฝๅคฑๆ•—ใ‚’ๅ˜†ใใ€ๅ‚ทๅฟƒใฎใƒ’ใƒžใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใฎๅค•่ผใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชๅงฟใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใชใฎใ‹? ๆฌกใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฌกใธใจๆนงใใ‚ใŒใ‚‹ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใฎใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใธใจๆ€่€ƒใ‚’็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจ้Šใถใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใ„ๆฐ—ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏๅˆๅ‰ไนๆ™‚ๅŠใ€‚ๅๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎๆญฃๅผใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€ๆด—ๆฟฏ็‰ฉใ‚’ๅนฒใ—็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ˜ใ‚่ฒทใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’้–‹ๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚ฝใƒ•ใƒˆใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸ็ฎฑใฏใ€็›ดๅพ„15cmใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ๅคงใใ•ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅฐ‘ใ—ใ‚ดใƒ„ใ‚ใฎUSBใƒ•ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใƒกใƒขใƒชใƒผใจใ‚คใƒคใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใซไบŒใคๆŠ˜ใ‚Šใฎ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ›ธใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใ€ ใŸใฃใŸใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒ่ฉฑ้กŒใฎไธ€ใคใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ—ขๅญ˜ใฎVRMMOใฏ้ก”ใ€้ ญใ‚’ใ™ใฃใฝใ‚Š่ฆ†ใ†ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎใƒ˜ใƒƒใƒ‰ใ‚ฎใ‚ขใ‚’่ฃ…็€ใ—ใฆใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ€ใฏ้•ใ†ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ่„ณๆณขใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใซ็›ดๆŽฅๅ…ฅใ‚Šใ“ใ‚“ใงใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ๅ‘ณใ‚ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏไป–ใฎVRMMOใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใŒใ€ๆฑบๅฎš็š„ใช้•ใ„ใฏๆ…ฃใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คไธญใซใ‚‚็พๅฎŸใฎไธ–็•Œใงๆ™ฎ้€šใซ็”ŸๆดปใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ€ใคใพใ‚Š็พๅฎŸใฎไธ–็•Œใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰VRMMOใŒๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ›ใจ่„ณใŒๆŒ‡ไปคใ‚’ใ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ‚‚ๆ‹˜ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅŒๆ™‚ใซ็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใงใ‚‚ๅˆฅใฎๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅฎŸ็พใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๆžœใŸใ—ใฆๅฏ่ƒฝใชใฎใ‹? ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎไธ€ใ‚ปใƒณใƒๅผฑใฎใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใซไบบ้กžใฎ็ง‘ๅญฆๆŠ€่ก“ใŒ็ต้›†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ใ€ไปŠใพใงใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใŸใ“ใจใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ ใพใใ€ๅ‰็ฝฎใใฏใ“ใ“ใพใงใซใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚น้–‹ๅง‹ๆ™‚้–“ใพใงไธ‰ๅๅˆ†ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ—ใ€็™พ่žใฏไธ€่ฆ‹ใซใ—ใ‹ใšใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใพใšใฏUSBใƒ•ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใƒกใƒขใƒชใƒผใ‚’ใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใซๅฐ‚็”จใฎ็ซฏๅญใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆๆŽฅ็ถšใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใƒ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใƒญใƒผใƒ‰ใ€ใ‚คใƒณใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎๅฎน้‡ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅคงใใ„ใฎใŒๆฅตไธ€่ˆฌใฎ่ฆ‹่ญ˜ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏไพ‹ๅค–ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒ—ใƒชใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ไธฆใฟใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟ็ท้‡ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใซใ€ใ‚คใƒคใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ‚’ไธก่€ณใซ่ฃ…็€ใ—ใ€ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒฌใƒณใ‚บใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไฝœๆฅญใซๅคšๅฐ‘ใฎๆ™‚้–“ใ‚’่ฆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹่ฃ…็€ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’่ตทๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ้ซ˜้ณดใ‚‹่ƒธใฎ่ˆˆๅฅฎใ‚’ๆŠ‘ใˆใคใคใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใ‚ฟใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒ’ใƒˆใจใƒ’ใƒˆใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใŒๅ…ฅใ‚Šๆททใ˜ใฃใฆ่ฆ‹ๅขƒใชใไบ‰ใ„ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ไธ–็•Œใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใธใ‚ˆใ†ใ“ใใ€ ๆฉŸๆขฐ็š„ใชๅฅณๆ€งใฎใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚นใŒไธก่€ณใซ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏๅฐๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€็œŸใฃๆš—้—‡ใฎไธญใง่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰็ฉบไธญใ‚’ใŸใ ใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ€‚ ๆฅตๅฐใฎใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใ‚’ๅช’ไป‹ใซใ€ไบบ้–“ใฎ่„ณ็ฅž็ตŒใซ้–“ๆŽฅ็š„ใซใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ‚’ไฝ“ๆ„Ÿใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ฉฆใ—ใซๅณ่…•ใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—ใŸใจใŠใ‚Šใ€็พๅฎŸใงๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใจใ™ใ‚“ใถใ‚“้•ใ‚ใšใ€ๅณ่…•ใฏไธŠไธ‹ใซๆŒฏใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใฎไฟบใฏใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใซๅบงใฃใŸใพใพใงใ€ๅณ่…•ใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ„ใฆใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒฌใƒณใ‚บๅ†…ใฏ็„ก้™ใซๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๆผ†้ป’็ฉบ้–“ใ€ๅคงๅฐใ•ใพใ–ใพใชๅ…‰็‚นใฎๆ•ฐใ€…ใŒ็œผๅ‰ใซๆตฎใ‹ใถ้ขจๆ™ฏใ€‚ ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆ่ถŠใ—ใฏไฝ•ใฎๅค‰ๅ“ฒใ‚‚ใชใ„่‡ชๅฎคใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ปฝใ€…ใ—ใ„ไธ€่จ€ใงๅฝขๅฎนใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚VRMMOใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‚‚ๆ˜Ž็ขบใซ่ช่ญ˜ใงใใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅ…จใๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ใ€ใ„ใ‚ใฐๆ–ฐๅขƒๅœฐใ ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงไบŒใคใฎไธ–็•ŒใซๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใ“ใฎใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚่จ€่‘‰ใซใ—้›ฃใ„ๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใ€‚ ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใกใฃใ“ใ„ใ‚ณใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ฏใƒˆใƒฌใƒณใ‚บๅ†…ใงใฉใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซ้ซ˜ๆ€ง่ƒฝใชใƒขใƒŽใ‚’ๅŸ‹ใ‚่พผใ‚€ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใง่„ณๆณขใซๅนฒๆธ‰ใ—ใฆใ€3Dใฎไธ–็•Œใธใจ่ช˜ใ†? ไบบ้กžใฎ็ง‘ๅญฆใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใพใง้€ฒๆญฉใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹? ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ€ไบบ้–“ใจใฏ่„ณใฎๅคงๅŠใฎๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ‚’ๆดป็”จใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„็Šถๆ…‹ใงใ€ใใฎๆดปๅ‹•็Ž‡ใฏ10%ใซใ‚‚ๆบ€ใŸใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ€‚ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใฏใชใใ€ไบบ้–“ใฏ100%ใƒ•ใƒซใซ่„ณใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่ชฌใŒๅผทใ„ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ๅฎŸ้š›ใซไฝ“้จ“ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ™‚ใจใ„ใˆใฉไบบ้–“ใฎ่„ณใฎๆดปๅ‹•็ฏ„ๅ›ฒใ‚’20%ๅข—ๅŠ ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใŸใ€ใชใฉใจๅ›ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚้ ทใ‘ใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใใ‚“ใชๅคข็‰ฉ่ชžใ‚’็œŸใซๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใชใปใฉใ€่กๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ ใฎ็›ธไบ’่ช่ญ˜ใŒๆญฃๅธธใซใƒชใƒณใ‚ฏใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ€‚ไบ”ๆ„Ÿใฎๅๅฟœ่‰ฏๅฅฝใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ......ใ€ ใ€Ž้Ÿณๅฃฐ่ช่ญ˜ใ€ๆญฃๅธธๅ‹•ไฝœ็ขบ่ชใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚จใ‚คใƒˆใซ็งป่กŒใ—ใพใ™ใŒใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€็™บๅฃฐใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚่„ณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใธใจๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใ€่ช็Ÿฅใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆๅผใงใ‚ณใƒŸใƒฅใƒ‹ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ไบ†ๆ‰ฟใฎๆ„ใ‚’็คบใ™ใจใ€AIใƒ—ใƒญใ‚ฐใƒฉใƒ ใซใฎใฃใจใฃใŸ้Ÿณๅฃฐใ ใ‘ใฎใƒŠใƒ“ใ‚ฒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใฏใ€่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’็ถšใ‘ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใงใฎใ€ใŠๅฎขๆง˜ใฎๅค–่ฆ‹ใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚’ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณใ—ใ€่ช่จผใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฎ่บซไฝ“ใซ้’็™ฝใ„ใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใŒๆ˜Žๆป…ใ—ใ€ๅ…‰ใฏ้™ใ‹ใซๆถˆใˆใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ญใƒฃใƒณ็ต‚ไบ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎ้ชจๆ ผใŠใ‚ˆใณใ€่ฆๆ ผใฏ็พๅฎŸใฎใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใจ่ชคๅทฎ5ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใพใงๅค‰ๆ›ดๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ€‚ใพใŸใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฎๆ€งๅˆฅใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ—ใ‹ไฝœๆˆใงใใพใ›ใ‚“ใ€‚ๅฎนๅงฟใ€ใใฎไป–ใฎ้ƒจไฝใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏใ€ใ„ใ‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚‚ๅค‰ๆ›ดๅฏ่ƒฝใงใ™ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใฏใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚จใ‚คใƒˆใŒ็ต‚ไบ†ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŠๅ‘ผใณใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใจใฎ่บซไฝ“ใฎๅคงใใ•ใฎ่ฆๆจกใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใจใฎๅทฎใŒๅคงใใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚ขใ‚ฆใƒˆๆ™‚ใซๆ„Ÿ่ฆšๅทฎใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใ™ใŽใฆใ€็พๅฎŸใงใฎ่บซไฝ“้‹ๅ‹•ใซๆ”ฏ้šœใ‚’ใใŸใ™ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ‹ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใŒใ€ๆ€งๅˆฅใ‚„้ชจๆ ผใฏๅฝใ‚Œใชใ„ใฃใจใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠใฎไฟบใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎๅค–่ฆ‹ใฏ็พๅฎŸใฎ่ถ…็ตถ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใใฎใพใพใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ‚ใ„ใ˜ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅคง้‡ใฎใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒžใ‚คใ‚บ้ …็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใใฎใƒใƒชใ‚จใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎ่ฑŠๅฏŒใ•ใซ้ฉšใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็žณใฎ็จฎ้กžใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€200็จฎไปฅไธŠใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚่‰ฒใ‚‚ๅŒๆง˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฆใ‚งใ‚นใƒˆใ‚„ใƒ’ใƒƒใƒ—ใ€ๆžœใฆใฏใƒใ‚นใƒˆใฎๅพฎ่ชฟๆ•ดใ€้ก”ใฎ้ธๆŠž้ …็›ฎใ‚„ใƒ‘ใƒผใƒ„ใฎ็จฎ้กžใฎๅคšใ•ใฏๅบฆใ‚’่ถŠใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใฏใ‚„่พŸๆ˜“ใจใ„ใ†ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ—ใ‹ๆนงใ„ใฆใ“ใชใใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใฃใŸใฎใŒ้ซช่‰ฒใฎ็จฎ้กžใ ใ€‚็™ฝ็ณป็ตฑใซ่ฟ‘ใ„่‰ฒใฏ้ธๆŠžใงใใšใ€ใƒ‘ใƒƒใจ่ฆ‹ใ€ไธ‰ๅ็จฎ้กžใใ‚‰ใ„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใช้ …็›ฎใ‚’็œบใ‚็ถšใ‘ใฆๆ•ฐๅˆ†ใ€ไฟบใฏใจใ‚ใ‚‹้‡ๅคงๆกˆไปถใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใชใ†ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚‚ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใฎใพใพใ€‚ ๆ€งๅˆฅๅค‰ๆ›ดไธๅฏ= ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆฉŸๆขฐใฎ่ชค่ชใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ”ใพใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใ‚ชใƒณใƒฉใ‚คใƒณใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚น้–‹ๅง‹ๅฝ“ๅˆใฏใ€ใ„ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใƒใ‚ฐใ‚„ไธ้ƒฝๅˆใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ˆใ่€ณใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’็ฅญใ‚Šใจ็งฐใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚‚็ฅญใ‚Šใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใงใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ‹ๆŠผใ—้€šใใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ๆฑบๆ„ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏใจใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒจๅˆ†ใ ใ‘่ปฝใใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒžใ‚คใ‚บใ—ใฆใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใจๅŒใ˜ใ€ใใฎใพใพใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๅคงใƒœใƒชใƒฅใƒผใƒ ใชใ‚ซใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒ ้ …็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰ไธ€ใคไธ€ใคๅŸๅ‘ณใ—ใฆใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒชใŒใ ใ‚‹ใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚จใ‚คใƒˆ็ต‚ไบ†ใงใƒผใ™ใ€ ไฟบใฎๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€ๅ†ใณใƒŠใƒ“ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใƒœใ‚คใ‚นใŒ็ญ”ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็•ใพใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚็พๅฎŸไธ–็•Œใจใฎ่ชคๅทฎใ€ ใƒŠใƒ“ใ‚ฒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซๅฑ…ๅฟƒๅœฐใฎๆ‚ชใ•ใ‚’ๅคšๅฐ‘ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŠชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ€ไฟบใฏใปใ‚“ใฎใ™ใ“ใ—ใ ใ‘ใ€่ƒธใซ้–ขใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ๆ „ใ‚’ใฏใฃใฆใฟใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ•ใ™ใŒใซใบใฃใŸใ‚“ใ“ใฏใ‚ขใƒฌใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎใ™ใ“ใ—ใ ใ‘ ใ€Ž็พๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏๅˆๅ‰10ๆ™‚3ๅˆ†ใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ๆญฃๅผใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚น้–‹ๅง‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจใฎ็ด„ๆŸใฏ11ๆ™‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้š›ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ…ˆใซใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใ€ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Žใงใฏใ€็ฅžไบบใŒๆ”ฏ้…ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใ€Œใƒ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใƒ†ใ‚ขใ€ใ‚’ใŠๆฅฝใ—ใฟใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€‚่ฒดๆ–นใฏใ“ใฎๅบƒๅคงใชไธ–็•Œใ‚’ใ•ใ™ใ‚‰ใ† ้•ทใ„่ฌณใ„ๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’่จ€ใ„็ต‚ใˆใŸใƒŠใƒ“ใ‚ฒใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใฏไธ€ๅŒบๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Ž่ฒดๆ–นใฏ่‡ช็”ฑใ ใ€ ๆœ€ๅพŒใซใใ‚“ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒๅˆๅ›ณใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ไฟบใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใฏ็œฉใ„ๅ…‰ใฎๆธฆใซๅ‘‘ใฟใ“ใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚
2 2 Stories Girls Online "Picomp." Line-specific sounds depressed my ears when I was asleep. Find the smartphone that will be on the pillow while still trying to be conscious, and check the contents as you yawn. The sender came from Yuki. 'Can I make a call? I'm sure you're worried about the confession. In the meantime, I remember falling asleep in the jersey I borrowed from Shaking Night (this way), and I decided to change my clothes and then make a call. "Wait a minute." When I replied, I noticed discomfort. It's oddly hard to get a response. The smartphone is too big to tap with just one finger to be exact. No, I can't. "Ah?" And the surprise streak came from here. When I tried to stand in a hurry, I stepped on my pants and fell off the bed grandly. Hit my head on the floor, blunt my face, while I manage to get up. This is that one already. The size of the clothes you are wearing is too rash for some reason. Even if I stretch out my arm, I can't get my hands on it without turning my sleeve around. My height should have been 175cm or my point of view is a few steps lower than usual. "What? And even more uncomfortable. My voice is high when I speak casually. The tone was as clear as rolling a bell, a clear voice with a rind. "Ha!? I can't believe it's the voice I made. But then the sound that came out of the upset must be the voice I made, even when I saw the timing. "Uh, ahhh... ahhh?" After several vocalizations and analyses, that young voice, equivalent to junior high school, seems to be vibrating and transmitting my nod. Spread your hands around your rash uniform and now, once, see your body firmly. One of the things that bothered me the most was the hair that was draining from the left and right sides of my face. Long enough hair to reach your hips. Plus, subtly blue silver hair. I'll roll up my sleeves and manage to pinch one room and stare at it in front of me. Impossible with artificial hair, fine meticulousness, fluffy sarah specifications like the apex of cat hair. I get creepy and rush my own hair away. "What is this..." Shrinked physique. A voice like a girl. Long hair I don't remember. What would have happened to me if I had come this far? No matter how dull he is, I can tell. I can understand that, but that's fantasy. You can't be convinced. unexplained cases of sexual transformation that were reported in the news. One day, suddenly, there had been some recent talk of having a boy or girl with a transformed gender. However, it seems to the public that there is no way that the content as reported across the news has anything to do with me. It felt the same way as watching entertainers gossip, watching it like any other HR. So the phenomenon that's happening to me is a dream. Yeah. I can recognize that I have an idea without context, but this is fantasy. I can't be like this. It must be a dream. Un sue (co) You must be dreaming even in shock and weird dreams by white. I think so and try to stick to my cheeks, but my sleeves are long and I can't get my hands on them. It must be curly. No, wait. I don't trust pain, I mean tactile. Because earlier, when I fell out of bed, didn't I feel pain? The volume of the jersey's garment rubbing, weight, and unmistakable reality. Calm down. When it does, it's sense of smell. clothes, knocking his nose close to jerseys borrowed mainly from shaky nights. I don't know, it smells a little sweaty. Summer. It's early summer and you won't have a choice. It is followed by this pale, blue, shining silver hair that is still heterogeneous. I take more than the amount of pinch I just pinched and take it to my nose. It's refreshing. It's refreshing. "Heb! Ugh." My hair tips were too fluffy, which caused a good irritation to my nostrils and lured me to sneeze. This is bad. Even auditory, tactile and olfactory sensations claim that this is the reality...... No, it's too early to decide. What remains is taste. Throw your calomy mates into your mouth, which is a near-eating nutritious food. To wake up, although my mouth is somewhat dry, what I found in the first place after trying to chew was that the taste was as usual. Last five senses. The last fort is visual. Put your hands on your cheeks. But if you look at this (or this). The fear that I'm no longer me makes me hesitate to make the final confirmation. How many hours have passed? I didn't drink anything and was boggling while sitting in bed. I notice the futon flashing and tap gently. Have you heard from Yuki yet? I'll tell him that I still can't do it now because an additional message was coming that Whatever this girl's voice is. I don't feel like doing anything until I calm down. He said we'd do it together since the summer break, VRMMO. In other words, I heard that the virtual online gaming service will start tomorrow. VRMMO is a somatosensory 3D online game. It's the latest game where you can actually get into the game world and feel like you're moving your body. I wasn't expecting that much because it wasn't such a big title or because it was a company called 'Caguya' that I had never even heard of the gaming company making it, but the fact that manufacturing and sales were commissioned by a major gaming manufacturer is a little topical. Not at all. She worries about me at Yuki and encourages me to change my mood at night. While I am grateful for the compassion between the two of them, I scold myself when I am tired of leaving the status quo, which has not progressed at all. I'm ready, and I take a hairstyle check mirror from the top of my sophisticated desk. Shivering hands are forced to withstand by the power of the will, and only spit of tension. And peek into your own face. The face of a beautiful white silver-haired girl, who seemed to be in Northern Europe, had a surprising look on her face. "Oh, I... can't be a beautiful girl..." The current time is ten o'clock at night. Since it was about 11am when the closing ceremony ended, I can assume that I woke up around 7pm at night and embarked on a journey to find myself from there, as it was around 2pm when I got home. Since then, when I've become a girl, I've checked every inch of my body. Unfortunately, it was a girl. Perhaps without a shadow. Besides, I was able to determine that I was about three to five graders in elementary school aged 9-11. I also measured my height myself and it was only 135 cm. "Seriously......" Skin is white and smooth like ceramic, eyes blue (sapphire blue), long eyelashes of pale silver accentuate the larger eyes, nose beams high through. It is accompanied by a shaped rose pink lip along with a rounded silhouette due to its infancy. To be honest, he looked like an angel with no deception. The decision-maker is a brilliantly brilliant, empty silver hair that even reflects on the room's electric light. It was me, the best girl in the world. I was wondering if I should contact City Hall, the police, my parents, my sister. My parents are working together and traveling abroad. My sister follows my father and mother and dots overseas together. My sister is in Japan, but she started living alone at the same time as going to college, and she also does a fine job while going to school. So, I'm enjoying living on my own in this apartment. Freedom is greatly appreciated, but sometimes I feel tight because I have to do all the household cooking laundry on my own. Also, I don't know what to do when things like this happen. "Should I still contact my sister..." But she has a busy day... Is this city hall with due regard? As I was cruising, I received a line notification message from my sister at a better time. "Tallow, tomorrow at 11: 00 a.m. in front of the church in the pioneer city of Michelangelo." I missed my eye from my smartphone because it received a wave (starch) content. I'm not snoring inside, but my sister is not exaggerating when she says she's beautiful. Sometimes, however, there is a flaw in the balls that makes statements that go beyond comprehension. And the scary part too. Somehow, it's getting hard to think of meaningless lines from my sister as skinny and various. It's been a really tiring day. I was mentally and physically exhausted, and it didn't take that long to come to this conclusion. You just have to figure out what to do tomorrow. After I thought so, I acted fast. Eat snacks for making and use the toilet in an unfamiliar manner.... I'm not saying where. It's going to take me a while to get used to this body. I spilled a small sigh and went back to the bathroom in a somber mood. Summer vacation day 1. Having dared to finish shower time the first time I woke up, I drink a bottle of milk in a single bath towel. The first milk in the morning is still delicious. "Absolutely. In." "The rendezvous point is at 13: 00, in front of the" celestial clockstand "in the" pioneer city of Michelangelo "." Pioneer city Michelangelo......? ... Yesterday my sister said that the pioneer city of Michelangelo was about VRMMO online game, the town of Clan Clan? Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) were playing this game from the beta test, and it was pretty funny, it was the other day that they were pushing me so hard. It wasn't uncommon for glasses shaking nights to be passionate about games, cartoons and cartoons, but I was surprised when even Evening Fai came together to recommend them. Oh, my sister. Were you doing it too, Clan Clan? "It's a heartbreak, and par fun! I received such a message from Yuki, so I immediately "You just want to play games with me" Knock your mouth lightly because it feels like it. "This time it's true, it's not pre-built." And I got a reply from Shaking Night. "I know, thanks......" Because I'm embarrassed, I make sentences that are conveyed in one word. I thought this was kind of embarrassing, too, but well. I throw my smartphone in bed, and I think of their faces. Un sue (co) white. That was the most punchy way for me to confess. Can it be made into a laugh like that? Let's put it on hold so far to tell them about the subsequent sexual transformation of Uwasa. Sometimes I don't want to worry about it any more, but I don't even know what this is. Is there a precedent for the body returning, or something? Heavy fear strikes me. Really, it's a joke that's not funny. I mourn my confession failure, and I have no heartbroken hippos. Reminds me of Yesterday's Evening Fai words. But is that what you can tell me if I look like this? Forced to switch his thoughts to Clan Clan so as to push the anxiety that springs from next to next. I'm sure it's going to be a good distraction to play with the two of them. The time is 9: 30 AM. Since the official Clan Clan service starts at ten o'clock, after I finish drying my laundry, I open the pre-bought Clan Clan. The box containing the game software was less than 15 cm in diameter. And a little bit of goth USB flash memory and earphones. Plus only bi-fold instructions. "Ooh." That's all. Yes, this is also one of the topics. Existing VRMMOs were all about wearing and playing with the type of headgear that completely covered your face, head, but this' clan clan 'seems different. It seems like other VRMMOs can respond to an EEG and feel like they are entering and playing directly into the game, but the decisive difference is that they can normally live in the real world even during game play, which means they can enjoy VRMMO while moving their bodies in the real world. Is it possible to achieve another movement in the real world at the same time, even though the brain is directing you to move your body in the game world? Shaking Night (the guy) says that human science and technology converge on these less than a centimeter contact lenses. I've never played online games before, so it's a rare and exciting way to say, "It's a revolution in the game world!," he said in Australian, but he didn't pin it. Well, that's it for the foreground, and we're off thirty minutes to the start time of the Clan Clan service, and the Hundred News is only at first sight. Let's set up the game and create your own character. First connect the USB flash memory to the smartphone using a dedicated terminal, download and install the game. It is extremely common knowledge that the capacity of these online games is quite large, but Clan Clan seems to be the exception. It was a total amount of data like app games. Next, attach earphones to both ears and apply contact lenses. It took me some time to work on making unfamiliar contacts, but I managed to wear them. All you have to do is start the game, from the smartphone. I tap Clan Clan while suppressing the excitement of my squeaking chest. "Welcome to Clan Clan, a world where humans and humans, demons mix in and fight without sight" The mechanical woman's announcement echoed in both ears. And I wandered through the air with my body floating in the dark, like I was associating with a small universe. This is Clan Clan. It mediates extremely small contacts and is indirectly linked to the human cranial nerve, giving a sense of feeling in the game. I'll try to move my right arm. As I imagined, my right arm swung up and down, probably not unlike the feeling of moving in reality. The reality is I'm sitting in bed, and my right arm isn't moving. Inside the contact lens is an infinitely sprawling pitch-black space, a landscape with a wide variety of light points, large and small, in front of you. Beyond contact is a private room with no weirdness whatsoever. This is nothing to describe in a mild way as amazing. It's a whole new, so to speak, new frontier that you can clearly recognize yourself in the real world while playing VRMMO in the first place. This unspeakable feeling, as if it existed simultaneously in two worlds. Come on, fantasy. How can you embed such a high-performance thing within such a tiny contact lens? Now you're gonna interfere with the EEG and invite me into the 3D world? Has the science of mankind advanced so far? Originally, human beings are not able to take advantage of most of the functions of the brain, and their activity rate is said to be less than 10%. That's not the case these days, and there's a strong theory that humans use their brains 100% full. But I can tell by actually experiencing this clan clan. It also snorted at rumours that it succeeded in increasing the range of human brain activity by 20%, etc. I can be sure that this is such a shocking game (Shiloh Thing) that I'm likely to truly get such a dream story. "Check that the mutual recognition between Clan Clan (here) and Reality (there) is successfully linked. Five Senses React Well ' "Ha ha..." "Speech recognition, confirmation of normal operation. Are you sure you want to move to Character Creative? Apparently, even the utterance can be converted from brain to game and cognizable. It doesn't seem to be a chat-style, communicating game. "Oh, yes." Upon acknowledgment, the voice-only navigation system in the AI program began to explain. "Scan and authenticate your appearance data in the real world" For a few seconds, a blue and white effect blinked in my body, and the light quietly disappeared. "Scanning is over. The character's skeleton and, the standard can be changed up to 5 cm in size and error of reality. Also, you can only create the same characters as your gender in reality. Regarding appearance, and other areas, it can be changed as well. Then when the character creator is finished, please call ' Did I just say that if the size of the body from the real world is too large a difference from the characters in the game, there will be too much sensory difference at game logout, which will interfere with physical movement in real life? I can change my appearance freely, but I can't falsify my gender and skeleton. Apparently, the look of my character now remains the super beautiful girl of reality. That's why I'm messing with a lot from here. I stared at a large number of customized items and was amazed at the variety. There are more than 200 types of eyes alone. The same goes for the colours. The number of waists, hips, end of bust fine-tuning, facial selections and parts types is beyond degrees, and I can only feel like I'm no longer pioneering. The only thing that was normal was the type of hair color. I couldn't choose a color that was close to the white lineage, and I looked at it painfully, and it was about thirty different. After a few minutes of watching all kinds of items, I notice a serious project. Me, be a girl. I mean, Carakli stays a girl, too. Gender change is not possible = If we meet within the clan clan clan that there has been a sexual transformation in Yuki-hye (Yuki) or Shaky Night (so on), it will be a shake. No, do you mean to deceive me about the misidentification of the machine? When online gaming starts, you often hear of various bugs and inconveniences. Shaking Night called this a festival, but I also meant a festival, so let's push it through somehow. When I was so determined, I customized only a certain part lightly and left it looking the same as it did in real life. Honestly, I bargained from one big volume of custom items at a time, and the characters that created my characters became sloppy. "End of Character Creation" Based on my signal, the navigation voice answers me again. 'I'm in awe. Error with the real world, other than the chest (...) Nothing in particular. It's clear.' While feeling somewhat uncomfortable pointing out navigation, try not to worry about it. Yes, I was just trying to look good about my chest. That's right, the pepper was allergic, so I put on just a few uneven shavings. 'The time now is 10: 03 AM. Log in? Finally, the official service begins? My promise to my sister started at 11: 00, but at this time, let's log in first and get used to it. "Yes, I log in" "Now enjoy Tuquinothea, the world of clan clans ruled by divine men. You can become a mercenary (hey) who will expose this vast world, organize a mercenary regiment, form an army, build a nation, target the treasures left behind by the Dragons, and challenge the Divine Men." After complaining a long time, navigation is separated. "You're free." I left those words at the end. Was that the signal, my vision swallowed by the vortex of dazzling light?
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ใ‚ตใ‚คใ‚บใ‚‚ใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅคงใใ‚ใงไธ€ๆœฌ3ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใปใฉใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ€‚ไธญใซใฏ็ดฐใ‹ใชๆฐ—ๆณกใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉใŒใŸใใ•ใ‚“ๆตฎใ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆใ€ๅ…‰ใŒๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Œใฐใ•ใž็ถบ้บ—ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ€้’ใ„ใƒขใƒซใƒ•ใ‚ฉ ๅคขไธญใซใชใฃใฆ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใงๆ‰‰ใŒใ—ใพใ‚‹้ŸณใŒ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใฟใ‚Œใฐใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚จใƒซใŒ้–‰ใ–ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใตใตใ€ใ‚จใƒซใ‚‚ๆŽขๆฑ‚ใ‚„ๅฎŸ้จ“ใฎๆฅฝใ—ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‰ใ‚ใฆๅฎŒๅ…จใชใ‚‹ๆš—้—‡ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ€ๅก”ๅ†…้ƒจใซไฝ•ใ‹ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ใ„ใ„็€็œผ็‚นใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒๆ—บ็››ใช่กŒๅ‹•ใฏๅ…„ใจใ—ใฆๆŽจ้€ฒใ™ในใใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ชฟๅญใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใŒใฆใฏใ‚จใƒซใซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๆ‰‹ใปใฉใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ—ฅใ‚‚้ ใใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ใจๅ†…ๅฟƒใงๆœŸๅพ…ใŒ่†จใ‚‰ใ‚€ใ€‚ใใ†ใ ใ€ๅง‰ใซใ‚จใƒซใ‚’ๆˆฆ้—˜็‹‚ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใซไป•็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚่ตทใใชใ„ใ€‚ใคใพใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ใใฃใ€‚ ใ“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅฆนใฎ้–ขๅฟƒใŒๆˆฆ้—˜ไธ€ๆŠžใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ไฟบใฏใใ‚“ใชๆ‚ฒๅŠ‡ใ‚’้˜ปๆญขใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€้ข็™ฝใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใจๆ”นใ‚ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใ‚’่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅก”ๅ†…้ƒจใฎใฏใ‚‹ใ‹ไธŠ็ฉบใซๆทกใ„้‡‘่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’็ฏใ™ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ”ใ‚‰ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฎใŠใ‹ใ’ใงใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏ็œŸใฃๆš—้—‡ใซใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ใชใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰่ฟ‘ไป˜ใ„ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ€ ็พฉๅฆนใฎๅฅฝๅฅ‡ๅฟƒใ‚’็…ฝใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฏๅฃ้š›ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นๆฟใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๅทฎใ™ใ€‚ใ‚จใƒซใŒไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ณใ‚ฏใ‚ณใ‚ฏใจ้ ทใใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ๅ ชใˆใ‚‹ใฎใŒ้›ฃใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใตใ€‚ๆ…Œใฆใšใซใ„ใ“ใ†ใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฆๆฅใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฏๆ…Ž้‡ใซใ‚ฌใƒฉใ‚นๆฟใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธ€ๆฎตไธ€ๆฎตใจๆ˜‡ใฃใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ใ‚ใฎ้‡‘ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸ็‰ฉไฝ“ใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹...... ใงๅŠใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ......ใ‚ใ‚Œใฏๅทจๅคงใชใƒšใƒณใƒ€ใƒณใƒˆ?ใ€ ็ƒ็Šถใฎๅคงใใช้’ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ไธญๅฟƒใซใ€็ดฐใ„้‡‘ๅฑžใŒๅ–ใ‚Šๅทปใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆ็ตกใฟๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ่ฃ…็”จใฏๅˆ†ๅบฆๅ™จใฎๅ†…ๅดใ‚’ใใ‚ŠๆŠœใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใงใ€็ดฐใ‹ใชๆ–‡ๆง˜ใŒใณใฃใ—ใ‚Šใจๅˆปใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆš—้—‡ใฎไธญใซใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ”ฏไธ€ใฎๅ…‰ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ‹็ดฐใใ‚‚็ขบใ‹ใช่ผใใ‚’ๅฎฟใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ๅคฉไบ•ใŒ......ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใซ้‡ฃใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๅก”ใฎใ•ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‹ไธŠใธใจ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅคงใใชๅคฉไบ•ใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒใ€้ซ˜ใ•ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใจๅฐใ•ใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ไธธใ„ๅคฉไบ•ใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใšใคๆจชใซใšใ‚Œใ€ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซ้’ใฟใฎๅซใ‚“ใ ้ป’ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใฏๅคœ็ฉบใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚‚ๅคœใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ†ใฃใ™ใ‚‰ใจๅ…‰ใ‚ŠใŒๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใŒใ‚‚ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‚ใฎใชใฎใ‹ใ€่–„้—‡ใฎๅคœ็ฉบใซใฏๅฐใ•ใชๅ…‰็‚นใŒใ‹ใ™ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒƒใƒƒ!ใ€ ใใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏๅŠ‡็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅก”ๅ†…้ƒจใซๅŠใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็ตๆ™ถ็‰ฉใฎๆง˜ใ€…ใŒใ€ๆ˜Ÿใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆตดใณใŸ็žฌ้–“โ€•โ€• ๆง˜ใ€…ใช่‰ฒๅฝฉใ‚’ๆ”พใกใ€ๅค‰่ฒŒใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ๆณกใฏๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ผใใ€ใ‚ฆใ‚ฃใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใ‚คใƒ ใฏใพใ‚‹ใงๅคฉใฎๅทใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๆœจใฎๆ นใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใฏๆ˜Ÿ้›ฒใฎใ”ใจใ็…Œใ‚ใใ‚’็ฏใ—ใ€ๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚ๆ˜Ÿๅ…‰ใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงใ‚†ใใ€‚ ็ต„ใฟ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆ˜Ÿๅบงใ€ๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ ใใ“ใซใฏไธ€ใคใฎๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใŒ......ใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๆ˜Ÿใฎๅ…‰ใ ใ‘ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซใ€ใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใŒ็”Ÿใพใ‚Œใ€่ตฐใ‚Šใ€ๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ไธ–็•ŒใŒ็ฏ‰ใไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ......ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ‰ตใฃใŸไบบ็‰ฉใฏๅคฉๆ‰ใจใ—ใ‹่จ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅก”ใฎๅคฉไบ•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ—ใๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใฏๆ™‚้–“ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ๅทฎใ—่พผใ‚€ๅ…‰ใฎ่ง’ๅบฆใ‚‚ๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซ......ใใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€ๆŠŠๆกใ—ใฆ......ๅˆปไธ€ๅˆปใจๅก”ๅ†…้ƒจใซใงใใŸๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใฎๆจกๆง˜ใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‹......ใ€ ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ่ตทใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹่ฑกใฏใ€ใพใ•ใซๅฎ‡ๅฎ™ใฎๅ‰ต้€ ใ€‚ๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใฎ่ฃฝ้€ ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ็…Œใ‚ใใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใซใ€ๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใฎใ‚ใพใ‚Š้ ญใŒ่ฟฝใ„ใคใ„ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ€Žไธ–็•Œใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚‹ใ€......ๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ€ ๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎไธ€็ซฏใซ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใพใŽใ‚Œใ‚‚ใชใใ€ๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใŒ็ตกใ‚“ใ ไธ€ไปถใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ€‚ ่กๆ’ƒใ‹ใ‚‰็ซ‹ใก็›ดใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใใฎ็พŽใ—้ŽใŽใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใŸใ ๆฃ’็ซ‹ใกใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ไธ€ไบบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจใ—ใฆ่ฆณๅฏŸใจๅˆ†ๆžใ‚’้–‹ๅง‹ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๆ€ใ„็ซ‹ใกใ€ๅ…‰ใฎๆตใ‚Œใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใŒๆณจ็›ฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ้Ž–ใงๅŠใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใƒšใƒณใƒ€ใƒณใƒˆใ ใ€‚ใ“ใฎ็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’่ตฐใ‚‹ๅ…จใฆใฎๅ…‰ใŒไธ€ๅบฆใฏๅฟ…ใšใ‚ใใ“ใซ้›†ๆŸใ—ใ€ใใ—ใฆๅ†ใณๅ‘จๅ›ฒใธใจๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ใใฎๅ…‰ใฎ้“็ญ‹ใŒๆ›ดใชใ‚‹่ผใใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€ๆ–ฐใŸใชๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใ‚’็”Ÿๆˆใ—ใฆใ‚†ใใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ใจๆ€ใ„ใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚จใƒซใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰้šŽๆฎตใ‚’้ง†ใ‘ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใใฎๅทจๅคงใชใƒšใƒณใƒ€ใƒณใƒˆใŒๅŠใ‚‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‚ใจใธใจ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ‘ใฐใ€ๆกˆใฎๅฎšใจใ„ใฃใŸใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ :ใ€Žๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ™ใ‹?: :ใฏใ„ or ใ„ใ„ใˆ: ไฟบใฏ้ธๆŠž่‚ขใ‚’็œบใ‚ใŸๅพŒใซใ€ใจใ‚ใ‚‹่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€Ž้’ใ่ณข่€…ใฎ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใ€‚ใใฎๅฃฐใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ„ใคใซใชใ้™ฝๆฐ—ใงใฝใ‚„ใฃใจใ—ใŸๅฃฐใŒไฟบใฎ่„ณ่ฃใซ้Ÿฟใใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ไฝฟใˆใฐNPC่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใจ้€š่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใฏใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใงใ™ใ€‚ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒไปฅๅ‰ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’้›†ๆŸใ™ใ‚‹่ฃ…็ฝฎใ€‘ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€‘ใฃใฆ่ฃ…็ฝฎใงๅˆใฃใฆใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใ•ใ™ใŒใ ใญใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใ ใ‚ˆใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใใ†ใงใ—ใŸใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Žใฉใ†ใ‹ใช? ใฉใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใช? ใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใŒๅ‰ตใฃใŸๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบ่ฃฝ้€ ๆ‰€ใฏใ€ ใ€Ž......ใ™ใ€ใ™ใ”ใ„ใจๆ€ใ„ใพใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใฎใ€ๆ‰‰ใซใฏใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒจใƒซใƒ‰ใฃใฆๅๅ‰ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Žใปใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใฏใƒŽใ‚ขใฎๅญฆ้™ขๆ™‚ไปฃใฎๅๅ‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎๅใ‚’็ฅžๆ™บใ‚ˆใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘็ถ™ใ„ใงใ€ๆ”นๅใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใฎๅใ ใญใ€ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใฏใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ๆœฌไบบใŒๅ‰ตใฃใŸๆ–ฝ่จญใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ ดใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆไฝ•ใฎ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚่ฆ‹ใŸๆ‰€ใ€็‰ฉ่‰ฒใงใใใ†ใชๆ–‡็Œฎใ‚„ใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚„่ฃ…็ฝฎใชใฉใฏใ€Žๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€ไปฅๅค–ใซใฏ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้€†ใซ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ“ใฎ่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’ๅฟ…่ฆใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€็ถบ้บ—ใ•ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€Žๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€ใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žๅญฆ้™ข......ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒŽใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆใฉใ‚“ใช้–ขไฟ‚ใชใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใปใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใŸใ ใฎๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿใ•ใ€ๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไบˆๆƒณๅค–ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅใซ่žใ่ฆšใˆใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใคใ„ๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅใ‚’ๅฃใซๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚“ใ‚“......ใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰? ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใตใƒผใ‚“......ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ใฃ! ็ฅžๆ™บใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ธใƒปใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใฎๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ใฎ้’ๅนดใ‹ใช? ใ ใ‚ˆใญ? ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๅ„ช็ง€ใงใฏใชใ„ใฃใฆๅฐ่ฑกใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใช? ใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใงใ™ใ‚‰ๅ‡บๆฅใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใจ......ใ™ใ”ใ„้ซ˜ๆฌกๅ…ƒใชไพกๅ€คๅŸบๆบ–ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใใ†ใจๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹็‚นใŒไธ€ใคใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ€Žๅ‰ตไธ–ใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅใฏ่ฅฒๅๅˆถใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅ‰ไปฃใŒ็ฅžๆ™บใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ธใƒปใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใ€‚ไปŠไปฃใŒใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ใƒŽใ‚ขใฎ่ฅฒๅๅ‰ใฎ็งฐๅทใฏไฝ•ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹่žใ„ใฆใฟใŸใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใฎใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใƒŽใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€ๅ‰ตไธ–ใ€‘ใฎๅใ‚’็ถ™ใๅ‰ใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ ใฃใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไบบ็‰ฉใŒ......ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚็พŽใ—ใ„็ฉบ้–“ใ‚’ๅ‰ตใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......? ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€‘ใจใ„ใ†่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ€Žๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบ่ฃฝ้€ ๆ‰€ใ€ใฏๆฉŸ่ƒฝใ—ใชใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŒใ“ใ“ใฎไธญๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ๆ†Žใ—ใฟใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ไบ‹ใŒๅพ—ๆ„ใ ใฃใŸใƒŽใ‚ขใ•ใ‚“ใŒ......่ชฐใŒ็›ฎใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบใ‚’ๅ‰ตใฃใŸใฎใซใฏใ€ใใฃใจไฝ•ใ‹ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒ่พผใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฃŠใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใจใ€ไฟบใฎไธญใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใใ†ๅซใถใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏใƒ€ใƒกๅ…ƒใงใ“ใฎไพ้ ผใ‚’ๅ‰ๆใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ†ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆๆกˆใ‚’ใ—ใŸใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใฎ......ใ€ๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€‘ใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŒใกใ ใ™ใฎใฏใ€ใƒ€ใƒกใชไบ‹ใ‹ใจใ€‚ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใฎใ€ๆ˜Ÿ็ฉบ่ฃฝ้€ ๆ‰€ใ€‘ใŒ......ใ“ใ“ใฎ็พŽใ—ใ•ใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใชใ‚‰ใใ†่จ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€ๆ€ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซ้ ผใ‚“ใ ใ€ใจ่จ€ใ†ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใŒใ€ไฝฟใ„็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใฎ่ฃ…็ฝฎใ‚’ๅ…ƒใฎๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆˆปใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‹ใช? ใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใชใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€ ใใ†็ญ”ใˆใŸไฟบใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๆบ€่ถณใใ†ใชๅฃฐ้ŸณใงใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€ๆ—ฆใ‚จใƒซใซใฏไฟบใฎ้ ˜ๅœฐใธใจๆˆปใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใ€Žใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚นใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผใฎใƒ–ใƒญใƒผใƒใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใซไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žๆ˜Ÿใ€…ใฎ็ต‚ๆฏๅœฐใ€ใ‚’ๆธกใ›ใฐใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใใ†ใซๅ—ใ‘ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจใ€Žใ‚ˆใใงใใพใ—ใŸใ€ใจ่ค’ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใงใฏใŠใคใ‹ใ„ใฎๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใชใ„ใจใ ใญใ€ใ‚ใ’ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚€ใตใ‚€ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใƒŽใ‚ขใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใƒŽใ‚ขใ‚’่ฟฝใ†ใฎใซใใฃใจๅฝน็ซ‹ใคใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ€ๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใคใ‚ˆใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใˆใฐใ€ๆ–ญใ‚‹็†็”ฑใŒไฟบใฎไธญใง้œงๆ•ฃใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ใƒŽใ‚ขใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใฏ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๅฅฅ็พฉใซ่ฟ‘ใ—ใ„ใ“ใจใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ–็•Œใฎ่ฌŽใ‚’่งฃใใซใฏใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใฏๅฟ…้ ˆใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ้’้ซชใฎ้ญ”ๅฅณใฏไบˆ่จ€ใ‚ใ„ใŸๅฃ่ชฟใงใจใ‚ใ‚‹็‰ฉใ‚’ๆธกใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ็‰ฉใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็™ฝใจ้ป’ใฎใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒชใƒŠใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใŒๆŒใคไธๆ€่ญฐใช็ฌ›ใ€‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใŒ่พฟใ‚Š็€ใ็‹‚ๅœฐใฎๆžœใฆใ€ใ€ ใ€Žๅ‰ตไธ–ใ€ใ€‘ใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹็ ”็ฉถๅฎคใธใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใใŸใ‚ใฎ 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258 255 Stories The Star'S Rest Place "Big, dark, far away... is this the abyss of alchemy? "Starry Sky Manufacturer," I often say, gets an exclamation when I see the sight in front of me. The identity of a giant tower stretching upwards all the way to heaven, its interior is a cylinder wrapped in pitch black. Whether the tower itself embodied the night sky, there was so much darkness that it could not grasp the vertical, horizontal, depth and distance. "A faintly shaking light...... glass? Sunset enters through our open doors, trying to illuminate the black world. I notice many thin plank-like pieces sticking out along the wall, glittering and glowing in the flow. Apparently it's a staircase for a spiral ascent up the giant tower. Something colorless and transparent is often observed crumbling apart from the wall, but a number of them are fishing down. If you look at them with a one-handed telescope, it can be a large disc with a surprising digging of geometry... crystals strewn irregularly, some like giant tree roots. "Brother, Windchime? Instruments lined with dozens of golden extension bars and suspended by yarn. If you touch it with your hand, Shara Sharer sounds much more comfortable, finding something very similar to such a lovely instrument, with Elle staring at it. "The one in the music room or something, you sure look alike. But it's not gold metal, or... it's transparent too." The size is also quite large and seems likely to be about 3 meters a bottle. There are a lot of fine bubbly objects floating inside, and if the light hits you, you'll look beautiful. There are countless other beautiful and unknown objects hanging, such as crystals with blue morpho butterflies trapped in them. When I'm obsessed and observing, the door sounds behind me. Looking back, apparently Elle closed it. "... nothing, it doesn't change" "Hehe, has El also figured out the fun of exploring and experimenting? Did you think there would be any change inside the tower if the doors were closed to bring about complete darkness? It's also a good point of view, and that curious behavior should be promoted as a brother. At this rate, expectations grow inside that eventually it may not be far away to give Elle the alchemy tricks. Yes, something that would tailor Elle to some kind of war freak. "Hmm, nothing happens. Boring." Come on. As it is, my sister's interest becomes a battle choice. I look around again to see if there's anything interesting to stop such a tragedy. Then I found something that would light a pale golden light far above the inside of the tower. "El. Look at that one. Because of that, it's not gonna be dark in here." "That, what? "I don't know. If you care, let's get close." As I incite my sister-in-law's curiosity, I point to the glass slab staircase jumping out of the wall. It's hard to laugh because it's something Elle snorts at over and over again. "Hehe. Let's not panic, it's our first time here." "Yeah." We carefully ascend the glass slab stairs step by step. What the hell is that golden object... leading by holding Elle's hand while suppressing his feelings of yi (haya). "Hanged in chains... Is that a giant pendant? It is intertwined around a large, spherical blue gem so that the thin metal surrounds it. The fitting is designed to slip through the interior of the indexer, and the detailed text is surprisingly engraved. The only light in the dark. It lived a fine but definite glow. "Brother, the ceiling..." Fished by Elle's allegations, I look further up the tower. It would really be a pretty big ceiling, but it looks small from here because of its height. The round ceiling shifts slightly to the side, from which a slightly blue-containing black spreads. Probably the night sky. "At some point, Clan Clan was at night too" The light plugs in from there. Is that brought about by the stars, or the dim dark night sky looks faint with tiny light points. "Huh!" The change from there was dramatic. The moment all the crystals hung inside the tower were exposed to the light of the stars... It emitted various colors and transformed them. The bubbles glowed like stars, and the windchime was like a river in heaven. Crystals, which were like roots of a tree, lit up the brilliance of a nebula and carried multiple stars. Constellations to be assembled, spreading stardust (not wanting). Flowing heavenly rivers, fumbling nebulae. The light does not linger inside the crystal, but is scattered into the void, turning into stars drifting in space. There is one universe... relying only on the light of a few stars, and a new world is built when many stars are born, run, and reflected. ... The person who created this can only be described as a genius. "The starry sky peeking from the tower ceiling should vary with time. They say the angle of light that plugs in also changes... even that change, grasp it... and change the pattern of the universe that was made inside the tower momentarily..." The events that are happening in front of us are precisely the creation of the universe. Manufacture of starry skies. I can't really keep up with the touching changes in my mesmerizing brilliance. "This is' Creating the World '... Genesis Alchemist" Touch one end of Genesis. This was rarely the case, and I was convinced it was one in which Genesis alchemist Noah World was involved. When I recovered from the shock, I stopped just standing in front of that overly beautiful sight. I think I need to start observation and analysis as a single alchemist and follow the flow of light. Then I realized there was. That's the pendant that was suspended in the chain we were watching earlier. All the light that runs through this space is bound to concentrate there for once, and it is emitted to the surrounding area again. The path of light creates more radiance and creates a new starry sky. I thought maybe I'd run down the stairs while I took Elle's hand. Once the giant pendant was hung, logs such as the identification flowed. : Do you get 'The Star's Rest Place'? : Yes or No: I activate a piece of gear after looking at the options. It's "The Grace of the Blue Sage" [Ring]. "Hello, Mr. Missora? "There is, that. That voice is Taro, isn't it Taro? A cheerful, pompous voice echoes behind my brain at no time. With this gear, you can call NPC Sage Mithola. 'Yes, it's Talo. Does Mr. Mithola's previous reference to a [device that focuses the light of the stars] fit with a device called [the star's resting place]? 'That's right, that's right, Taro. You've already found it.' 'Did you after all...' 'What do you think? How'd it go? The starry sky mill created by Noah World.' '... su, I think it's amazing. Um, the door had the name Noah Fjord...' "Hohm. That's Noah's college name. You inherited the name of Genesis from divine wisdom before you changed it." Was this still an institution created by Noah World himself? But I wonder what kind of research you were doing by creating a place like this. From what I've seen, I don't see any literature, data, items or devices that might be able to be traced, other than "The Star's Rest Place". Conversely, as if Sage Mithola had known she needed this device, all she had left was a beautiful refreshing 'resting place for the stars'. "College...... what is the relationship between Mr. Mithola and Mr. Noah? "Hohm. I'm just a classmate, a classmate." Classmates! This is a little unexpected. 'Oh, um... Damon, does the name sound familiar? It bothers me, and I put Master Richie's name in my mouth. "Mmm... Damon? Hmm, hmm...... oh, ah! Is that the young man who was the assistant to the Alchemist of Divine Wisdom, New Age Saint-Germain? Right? Were you under the impression that you weren't very good? Yes, I did. ' From Mr. Mithola, even Master Richie needs to be able to do well... it's an awesome high dimensional value standard. That was one thing that bothered me. The name 'Genesis' seems like an assault system. New Age Saint Germain, an alchemist whose predecessors are divine wisdom. Noah World is the modern era. If so, I wanted to ask what Noah's pre-assault title was. "Um, Mr. Missora. What an alchemist were you before Noah inherited the name of [Genesis]? Such a person... can create such a beautiful space...? Perhaps, but if I take this [star resting place] device from here, 'Starry Sky Manufacturing' is going to stop working. That's definitely the heart of it here. Noah, who was good at creating hatred... I felt that creating a starry sky that would impress whoever saw it must have something important in it. Something in me screams like that when you shouldn't break it. So I wanted to make a suggestion that I would override this request from a premise. "I was wondering if it would be a bad idea to bring [the stars' resting place] from here. Because of this [Starry Sky Manufacturing]... I feel like the beauty here should not be lost ' "I thought Taro would say that." That's why I asked Taro, says Misora. "When I'm done using it, Will you put that device back where it belongs? You will, won't you? "If that's the case, of course." Mr. Mithola has thanked me for answering that question with a satisfactory voice. Then, once Elle returned to my territory, I went to see Mr. Mithola using "Brooch of Christeries". Pass me "The End of the Stars" and Mr. Mithola will compliment me on "Well Done" when I receive it emotionally. "Then I'll give you your reward, I'll give it to you." "Hmm. But Taro seemed interested in Noah. This will definitely help you chase Noah, it will help you." Honestly, if they say it that way, the reason I say no will be misty in me. It's also about Noah, that is, being close to the depths of alchemy. "This would be a must for Taro to solve the world's mystery." The blue-haired witch gives you something that is a prophetic tone. If you look at what they gave you, it was a white and black ocarina. [A strange whistle held by the new star responsible for "Genesis". At the end of the frenzy that the Alchemist reaches, he can play locks to open the door to the laboratory on [Secret Society (Secret Society) "Genesis"]. love first or bring destruction first, it will vary from player to player] Opening the door to the lab......? [Activation condition: Intelligence 500 +] Is this... a substitute for doing something about the unopened doors that were in Master Richie's workshop? There were half-sides where my chest burst into anticipation, and some points where I could remember to scratch. I think of Master Richie, who destroyed the 'Giant Kingdom of the East (Giga Makina)' to revive his beloved, and I stare at that ocarina. "I need to give my assistant a gift like this." The grinning misola was as clear as a clear blue sky.
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ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใซๆฅใฆใ„ใŸไปถใซใคใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅคงๆ–นใ€ไฟบใฎไบˆๆƒณ้€šใ‚ŠใงไบŒไบบใฎใŠ็ฏ€ไป‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใ‚นใชใ‚ขใ‚ทใ‚นใƒˆใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅŒ–ใ•ใˆใ—ใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ“ใฃใกใ“ใใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰......ไบŒไบบใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใ›ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ ใจใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏไธ‰ไบบใง่ฌใ‚‹็ฅญใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅ†ท้™ใง้ฉšใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ€‚ไฟบใชใ‚“ใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ่บซใซ่ตทใใŸไบ‹ใ ใฃใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ๅˆใ‚ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่Œซ็„ถ่‡ชๅคฑใซใชใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใฏใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชไปฐๅคฉใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็›ฎใ‚’็–‘ใฃใŸใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ•ใซ้ฉšๅคฉๅ‹•ๅœฐใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใ ใฃใŸใžใ€‚ใพใ•ใ‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎใ‚ใฎๅงฟใจๅŒไธ€ใ ใฃใŸใชใ‚“ใฆใช......ใ€ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚ŠไบŒไบบใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใซๅ‹•ๆบใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใŸใ ใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹้–“ใซใ“ใ‚“ใŒใ‚‰ใŒใฃใŸๆ€่€ƒใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซไธๅบฆใ‚ˆใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใ€ใจไบŒไบบใฏ่จ€ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใ‚ขใƒผ............ใใฎ้Š€้ซชใฏๆœฌ็‰ฉใชใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใ‚ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎ้ ญ้ซชใซ่ˆˆๅ‘ณใ‚’็คบใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใง่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€็ถบ้บ—ใช่‰ฒใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ใใ‚Šใซไฟบใฎ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใ ใ™ใ€‚ ไปŠใฏๅ…‰ๆบใŒ่Šฑ็ซใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใŸใ‚ใ€ใใ‚Œ็จ‹ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒช่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใซใ€็†ฑๅฟƒใซ่ฆ‹่ฉฐใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ใใ‚“ใชใซ่ฆ‹ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ„ใชใ€‚ใคใ„ใ€้Š€่‰ฒใจใ‹็ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใชใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ—่งฆใฃใฆใฟใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“? ๅˆฅใซใ„ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ ใŒๅพฎๅฆ™ใซๆธ‹ใ„้ก”ใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ€ๅค•่ผใ€ใฉใ—ใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใƒผใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ๅค•่ผใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚่งฆใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๆ€ใฃใŸไปฅไธŠใซ่‰ฏใ„ๆ„Ÿ่งฆใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใžใ€ 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ใ“ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใ‚‚็พๅฎŸใฎๅงฟใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใงใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆ่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŸใ ใชใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ไฟบ้”ใฟใŸใ„ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ๅ–ใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซใ€ไฝ•ใฎๅฏพๅฟœใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใฏใช......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใฎๅ‹•ใใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏใ€ๅ…ˆๆ—ฅใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ‚ฒใƒชใƒฉใƒฉใ‚คใƒ–ใ‚’่กŒใฃใŸ็พๅฝนใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ‰ใƒซใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใฎใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใซใคใ„ใฆๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆœ‰ๅไบบใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใใฎๆญฃไฝ“ใ‚’ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใง ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€่ฒก้–ฅใฎใŠๅ‰ใ„ใ•ใ‚“ใ€ๅคงไผๆฅญใฎ็คพ้•ทใ•ใ‚“ใชใฉใŒ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใจใ„ใ†ๆœ€ๅคงใฎใƒ—ใƒฉใ‚คใƒใ‚ทใƒผใ‚’ไฟก็”จใงใใชใ„ใƒใƒƒใƒˆไฝๆฐ‘ใซๆ™’ใ™ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ 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ใ€ŒๆจฉๅŠ›่€…ใจใ‹ใฃใฆใ•......ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใงไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใ€่บซใƒใƒฌใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ†ใกใฎๅง‰ใจใ‹ใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ๅฃฒใ‚‹ใฎใŒไป•ไบ‹ใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅนณ็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฃใฆใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ๅฑ้™บใชใ‚ทใ‚นใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€็ขบใ‹ใซใใ†ใ ......ใชใ‚‹ใปใฉใชใ€‚ๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€็คพไผšใซๅคงใใชๅฝฑ้ŸฟๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸไบบ็‰ฉใŒใ€ไธ€้€ฃใฎๅค‰ๅŒ–ใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ€่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™็ขบ็Ž‡ใฏไฝŽใ„ใฃใฆใ“ใจใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญ......ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใŒๆ•ฐไบบใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ‚’ๅฏŸ็Ÿฅใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€่ญฆๅ‘Šใ‚’ไฟƒใ—ใฆใ‚‚้ ญใฎใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„ๅฅดใงไธ€่นดใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใ‚ชใƒใ ใ€‚ ๅฎŸ้š›ใซๅง‰ใฏๅคงๅญฆใฎๅ‹้”ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ€ ใŒๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–็—…ใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰? ๅพŒ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใ€‚ใ“ใฎๅงฟใซใชใฃใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใงใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‚ˆใญ......ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆ€ง่ปขๆ›ใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใŒใ€ๅพ…ใฆใ‚ˆ? ๆ€ง่ปขๆ›ใฎใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใŒๅ ฑ้“ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฃใฆใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใŒ้–‹ๅง‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅใจ่ฟ‘ใใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ๆ™‚ๆœŸ็š„ใซ่ขซใ‚‹ใญ......ใ€ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–็—…ใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใจไฝ•ใ‹้–ขไฟ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅ•็ฌฆใŒๆตฎใ‹ใถใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†ใฏๆ€ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏใƒใƒƒใจไฝ•ใ‹้‡ๅคงใชไบ‹ๅฎŸใซๆ€ใ„่‡ณใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๆ—ฉๅฃใงไฟบ้”ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใŠใ„......ไฟบใจๅค•่ผใŒใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใซๅฝ“้ธใ—ใŸใฎใฃใฆ็ฌฌไธ‰ๆฌกๅ‹Ÿ้›†ใฎๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใช......ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไธ‰้€ฑ้–“่ฟ‘ใใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฏไฟบ้”ใŒใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰็จผๅƒใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–็—…ใ‚‚ใใฎ่พบใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰็™บ็—‡ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ ๆœŸ้–“ใซ่ตทใใฆใ„ใŸใ€ไปŠใพใงใฎๅธธ่ญ˜ใ‚’่ฆ†ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ไฝ•ใฎๅ•้กŒใ‚‚ใชใๅ—ใ‘ๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใฆใŸ......ใ€ ไบŒไบบใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ“ใจใฏใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใชใ„ใจใ€ใ“ใฎใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใฎๆตธ้ฃŸใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใชใ„? ใใ—ใฆใ€้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๆŠฑใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใฎ ไฟบใฎๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ต่ซ–ใซใ€ไบŒไบบใฏๅ†ใณ้ป™ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅฆๅฎšใงใใ‚‹ๆๆ–™ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ฝใƒฌใฏใใฃใจใ€ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ“ใจใฏๅ›ฐ้›ฃใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ—ใ‹ใ€่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใŸใ ใ€็ดๅพ—ใงใใชใ„ใฎใฏ......ใชใœใ€ไฟบใŒๆ€ง่ปขๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏ็พฉๅฆนใจไผผใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใ ใ‘ใฏใ€ไธๆ˜Žใชใพใพใ ใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใ‚‚ๆ•ขใˆใฆใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใ‚’ๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€ๅŽŸๅ› ใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ใงใ€ไฟบใ‚’ไธๅฎ‰ใซใ•ใ›ใŸใใฏใชใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—ใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใพใงใŠไบ’ใ„ใฎ่ช่ญ˜ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€็‰นใซ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใŸใกใฏใ€ใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅค•่ผใŒๅผ•ใ็ถ™ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎไปŠๅพŒใฎ่ชฒ้กŒใจใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ในใ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใชใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ไธ€ไป‹ใฎ้ซ˜ๆ ก็”Ÿใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ไธ–็•ŒใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใชใ“ใจใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใŸใ€ ใ€ŒใใฎๅŽŸๅ› ......ไธ€็•ชๆ€ชใ—ใ„ใฎใฏใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใซๅ‡บใฆใใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใจใ—ใใ‚Šใซๅ”ธใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใ€‚ ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ€ใงใใ‚‹ใ“ใจ......ใ€‚ ็‰นใซๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ใฐใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใฉใ‚Œใ‚‚็พๅฎŸๅ‘ณใฎใชใ„ๅฏพๅ‡ฆๆ–นๆณ•ใงใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ไบˆ็ฟ’ใจ่€ƒใˆใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€ ใใ“ใงๆ™ƒๅคœใŒใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใจใ„ใฃใŸ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใงใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŸใกใ‚’็ดๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซๅฐŽใๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็ญ”ใˆใŒใ€Žไบˆ็ฟ’ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒ็พใ‚ŒใŸใจใใจใ‹?ใ€ ๅ†—่ซ‡ใซใ—ใฆใฏใฒใฉใ็พๅฎŸๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใช ใ ใ‘ใฉๅฆๅฎšใ—ใใ‚Œใชใ„ๆ€–ใ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใช......ใงใ‚‚ใ€็พไปฃใซใฏ็ง‘ๅญฆๅ…ตๅ™จใจใ„ใ†ๆ–‡ๆ˜Žใฎๅˆฉๅ™จใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒไฟบ้”ใฎๅ‡บ็•ชใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ๅฏพๅฟœ็ญ–ใŒใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏใƒžใ‚ทใ ใชใ€ ็ตๅฑ€ใฏๆœ€ๆ‚ชใฎใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใซใชใฃใŸใจใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบ้”ใซใงใใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅฐ‘ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใฎๅ‡บๆฅไบ‹ใŒใ€ ใ€Œๅฐๅญฆๆ กใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๆ™‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใช......ๅคšๅฐ‘ใ‚ใใ‚ใใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠ......ใฉใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใŒ่ตทใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„......ใ€ ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏใ€ๆฐ—้ฃใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใจใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใ€‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใฆ็ขบไฟกใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใŒ......ใ€ ใ€Œ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€่ถณใŒ้€Ÿใ™ใŽใชใ„?ใ€ ใ•ใฃใใฏใชใœใ‹ใ€ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚ŠใจไบŒไบบใ‚’ใพใ„ใฆ้€ƒใ’ใŠใŠใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใใ“ใพใงไฟบใฎ้‹ๅ‹•็ฅž็ตŒใฏ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใ€‚ 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ใ€Œใงใ ใชใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‹ใจใ„ใ†ใจใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ใŽใ‚ŠใŽใ‚Š็Ÿณ้€ ใ‚Šใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃ! ใŠใ„! ๅค•่ผใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใ‹!? ๆ™ƒๅคœใ€ๆ€ฅใซใชใซใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใ„ใใชใ‚Šใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ‚ˆใ€ ใ ใŒใ€ไฟบใฎไบˆๆƒณใซๅใ—ใฆใ€ๅนณ็„ถใจ่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ๆททใ˜ใ‚Šใงๆ–‡ๅฅใ‚’ใŸใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅค•่ผใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใญใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏๅŠ›? ๅพฎๅฆ™ใซไฝ“ใ‚‚่ปฝใใชใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚้˜ฒๅพกๅŠ›ใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใช......็ฌ‘ใˆใ‚‹่ฉฑใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๆฎดๆ‰“ใŒ็—›ใ„ใซใฏ็—›ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆˆ‘ๆ…ขใงใใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใ‚ใƒผใ€ใ„ใฃใŸใ„ใชใใ‚‚ใ†ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใŒๅพŒใ€10ๅ›žใ‚‚ใใŸใ‚‰ใƒœใ‚ฏใ ใฃใฆๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใฆ้ ฌใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใชใงใ‚‹ๅค•่ผใ€‚ ็Ÿณใ‚’็ •ใใƒ‘ใƒณใƒใ‚’10ๅ›žใ‚‚่€ใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€ใƒŠใ‚คใƒ•ใ‚’ๆŒใฃใŸๆ•ฐไบบใฎ็”ทใŸใกใŒไธ€ไบบใฎๅฅณๅญใ‚’่„…ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใช......ใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใƒคใƒใ„้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็”ท้”ใ‚’่ปฝใๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใฟใŸใ‚‰ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่ก€ๅๅใซใพใฟใ‚Œใฆๅคงๅค‰ใชใ“ใจใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚็ตๆžœใฏไฝ•ใ‚ซๆ‰€ใ‚‚้ชจๆŠ˜ใ•ใ›ใŸ......่ญฆๅฏŸใ‚„็—…้™ขๆฌ้€ใงๅคงไบ‹ใซใชใฃใฆใชใ€ ใชใซใ—ใฆใ‚“ใฎใ€ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ทใƒใƒฅใ‚จใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซใŸใพใŸใพ้ญ้‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใฉใ‚“ใ ใ‘ๆฒปๅฎ‰ใฎๆ‚ชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚’ๆญฉใใพใ‚ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ๅคšไบบๆ•ฐ็›ธๆ‰‹ใซ็„กๅŒใ—ใฆๅฅณๅญใ‚’ๆ•‘ใ†ใจใ‹ใ€ไธปไบบๅ…ฌใงใ™ใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใใฎ้‰„ๆ‹ณใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ‚ฑใƒญใฃใจใ—ใฆใ‚‹ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใๅˆใ„ใซๅ‡บใ™ใฎใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ„ใคใ€ใ‚ใฎไฝ“ๅž‹ใงๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจใฎใƒฌใ‚ฎใƒฅใƒฉใƒผใฃใฆๅฐ‘ใ—ใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๆฌ ใ‹ใ•ใš็ทด็ฟ’ใซๅ‡บใฆใ‚‹ๅŠชๅŠ›ใฏ่ชใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ•ใ€‚ใ†ใกใฎ้ซ˜ๆ กใฎๆฐดๆณณ้ƒจใฃใฆใ‚ฝใƒฌใชใ‚Šใซใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฏ้ซ˜ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใฃใฆ่‰ฒใ€…่ชฟในใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ“ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงๆง˜ใ€…ใชใ‚นใƒใƒผใƒ„็•Œใงใ€ๆ–ฐ่จ˜้ŒฒใŒๆฌกใ€…ใจๆ›ดๆ–ฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใซ่บซไฝ“็š„ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ? ๆ™ƒๅคœใ‚„ๅค•่ผใฎ็พ็Šถใ‚‚่ธใพใˆใ€ใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใƒปใƒขใ‚ธใƒฅใƒผใƒซใ‚’ใ—ใฆใชใ„ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใ‚‚ไพ‹ๅค–ใงใฏใชใ„? ใ€Œใใ—ใฆใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ไป–ไบบไบ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใฎใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ€ไฝ•ใซๆŒฏใฃใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€็ŸฅๅŠ›ใจ......็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใ ......ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ€‚่ฉฑใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ‘ใฉใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ€่ถณใŒ้€Ÿใ™ใŽใ€ ็ด ๆ—ฉใ•ใ€ใคใพใ‚Š่ถณใŒ้ซ˜ๆ ก็”Ÿใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚้€Ÿใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงๆŒฏใฃใŸใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใŒ้–ขไฟ‚ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใจ? ใ ใจใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่บซไฝ“ใซใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ๅฝฑ้ŸฟใŒ......ใฃใฆใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใ“ใ‚“ใชๅงฟใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸไฟบใŒใใฎๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฎๆœ‰็„กใซใคใ„ใฆใ€ไธ€็•ชใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹็ต่ซ–ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ‹......ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚นใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใจใซใ‹ใใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้•ๅ’Œๆ„Ÿใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ‚‹ๅฅดใ‚‰ใฏไป–ใซใ‚‚็ตถๅฏพใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“้ขใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใฏใใ“ใ ใญใ€‚ๆ•ฐใ‚’ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚’้›†ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบ้”ใฏๅฝ“้ขใฎ็›ฎ็š„ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ่Šฑ็ซใฎใ‚ญใƒชใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚็ต‚็›คใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒŠใƒผใƒฌใ‚‰ใ—ใๆดพๆ‰‹ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆ‰“ใกไธŠใŒใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชไธญใ€ๆ€ฅใซ่Šฑ็ซใŒๆ‰“ใกไธŠใŒใ‚‰ใชใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใฉใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‹ใ€ๅ•้กŒใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใช่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไธๆ„ใซ้›‘้Ÿณใพใ˜ใ‚Šใฎใ‚ขใƒŠใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚นใŒๆตใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ‚Œใงใฏโ€•โ€•ใจใ—ใ‚‚โ€•โ€•ๅฆ–็ฒพโ€•โ€•ใ— ใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—่ท้›ขใŒใ‚ใฃใฆไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹่žใ“ใˆใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ่žใๅ–ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸ......ใ€ ใใ‚Œใžใ‚Œใฎๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ—ใคใคใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏ่Šฑ็ซใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒŠใƒผใƒฌใŒๆฅใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใฃใฆๆฅใŸใฎใฏใ€ๆทกใๅฐใ•ใช็ฏใŸใกใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใตใ‚ใ‚ŠใจใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šไผšๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้”ใฎๆ‰‹ใ‹ใ‚‰็„กๆ•ฐใฎๅ…‰ใŒใ€ๆผ†้ป’ใฎ็ฉบใธใจ่งฃใๆ”พใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆ......ไปŠๅนดใฎใŠ็ฅญใ‚Šใฏใ‚„ใ‘ใซใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‚ใฎ่ข‹? ใฟใŸใ„ใฎใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบบ้”ใŒๅคšใ„ใชใƒผใฃใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ŒใฃใฆไปŠ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒฌใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ๅค•่ผใฎ็™บ่จ€ใซใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚......็ขบใ‹ใซใ€ใ‚ใŸใ‚ใ‚ใฎ่ข‹ใฃใฝใ„ใฎใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบบใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ดใƒ„ใ‚ใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใฃใŸ?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใŠ็ฅญใ‚Š็‰นๆœ‰ใฎใ‚ขใƒ‹ใƒกใฃใฝใ„็ตตๆŸ„ใจใ‹ๆใ„ใฆใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใ€็‰นใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ†่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใจใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๆตใ— ไปŠใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใจๅ‹˜ใใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ขบใ‹ใ€ใƒใƒผใƒฉใƒณใƒ‰ใจใ‹ใงใ‚ใƒผใ„ใฃใŸๅฐๅž‹ใฎ็†ฑๆฐ—็ƒใซ็ฏ็ซใ‚’ๅ‚™ใˆใŸใ€ใˆใƒผใฃใจใ‚นใ‚ซใ‚คใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฟใƒณใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ไปŠๅนดใฎไฟบ้”ใฎ่Šฑ็ซๅคงไผšใฏใ€ๅคœ็ฉบใธใจ่ˆžใ„ไธŠใŒใ‚‹็พŽใ—ใ„ๆฐ—็ƒ็พคใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅนปๆƒณใŒๅŠ ้€Ÿๅบฆ็š„ใซใ€ๆตธ้ฃŸใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ€‚
Suddenly, Akane explained to me that she was coming to the festival. Daimyo, it was a nice assist to take care of the two of you as I expected. If I hadn't even been girly. "No, I didn't see a smartphone or anything this way... sorry I let you both care" and a festival for the three of us to apologize for a while. "Even so, you two were so calm and surprised. Even though it happened to me, I suddenly lost myself for a while at first." "No, no, because the inside was a surprise. You doubted your own eyes? "It was just amazing. I can't believe it was the same as Clan Clan..." After all, they both seemed quite upset. It's just that I had just the right amount of time to put together these thoughts while they were chasing me, the two of them say. "But ah............... is that silver hair real? "Huh? Oh, yeah" Most of the time, shaking nights has shown interest in my hair. "You look prettier than you see in the game." On top of that, Yuki will observe my hair. Since there are only fireworks in the light source now, I was eagerly staring at it, even though it would not look so clear. "Eh, you don't have to look so much" I don't know, it's embarrassing. "Oh, that's terrible. I thought silver was unusual. Can I touch you for a second? "Yeah? I don't mind." When I answered the question of Shaky Night as usual, Yuki looked at me with a subtle and sinister face. "Hmm, Evening Fai, what's up? "No, I don't know what." "Hey, Evening Fai. Touch me, too. It feels better than I thought." "No, that hey shaking night. Yeah, well, I'll touch it, too. Come on." "I let you go earlier, Evening Fai." When I asked Evening Fai with a strange attitude, he slowly answered my hair like this. "A little too defenseless, I guess. For once, you look like a girl now. Easy forgiveness for other boys can also lead to misunderstandings..." With all that said, there is no sign that Riko will stop at Evening Fai. "Huh? You've decided to only allow this evening glow and night shake." "... Sarah, you're gonna say something to me." "Ooh. You know, that's the place..." Oh, my God, I felt kind of good to see the illuminated faces of my best friends blushing just a little bit. It's just the right retaliation to write off your earlier tease. Then, for a while, we gave each other a status report. "Well, your sister's right, if you change the way you look at it, you can act spitefully, but come on..." "Isn't that dangerous? They keep their mouths shut, and they're afraid. "But not unlike the two of us, the only way to go to the same school was through sole... because at that time, I thought it was minor religion... there were no commandments or anything at all, and it was a choro atmosphere..." "Hmmm... but Shintaro's choice is situational, right? Even we never dreamed of the disappearance of Christianity." "Do I have to support your sister's policy around here?" "Collecting information is important..." The two make conclusions about the status quo with a mysterious face. "When it comes to gathering information, Early on, I knew it was clear in real life." My best friends still look at me with silver hair. You're right, I proved with this body that I play games with the same characters as I do in real life. "It's just, at least some of them must be feeling the change like us. Yet I didn't expect to see any response..." "It shouldn't be weird if there's some movement." So I remember Luluz, an active idol Clarus who played guerrilla live at Clan Clan the other day. If you are a celebrity like her, is it dangerous to expose (Sara) who you are in the game by real modules? They're idols, so I guess that's acceptable, as part of work and publicity. For example, would the great treasurer, the president of a large corporation, etc. expose the greatest privacy of their own appearance to an untrustworthy online resident? I feel too risky in a way. Even if you are a politician with a face in the press, don't you want to play your position in reality or not mind throwing away your decency? Even so, Clan Clan is a world where interpersonal fights can take a wide walk. Resentment, jealousy, and conflict are breaking out everywhere. That's why the more celebrities you become, the more "he was doing this in the game" and the more (dull) the line can be flushed, and the more reputational damage that affects real life activities can occur. We cannot deny the possibility of even getting involved in kidnappings where exaggerated stories and ransoms are demanded. When I gave it to you about the dangers of real modules, I didn't feel like I had any chili. Then, wouldn't there be a real module for celebrities and other people in power as risk mitigation measures from the beginning? "Something about a power guy... in case you find out in a real module, it's going to be a big deal... my sister or something is flat out because selling her face is like a job, but was this such a dangerous system? "Oh, I sure do... I see. Quick story, you mean people with a lot of influence in society are unlikely to notice a series of changes and take action..." "That's what happens... when you do, you're stuffed..." A few ordinary citizens like us have detected a change, and even if they encourage warnings, it's a crazy guy who gets kicked in the ass. In fact, my sister is dealing with college friends, and Evening Fai (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya) have been proven to my family. "Hmm... Was Shintaro suffering from sexually transmitted diseases before playing Clan Clan? After?" "Before you do. He's been playing games in real life since he got here." "Right... then, Shintaro's sexual transformation isn't caused by Clan Clan, is it? "But wait, okay? Isn't it close to the day Clan Clan beta testing started? "Sure, you wear it at times..." No way, does sexual transformation disease have anything to do with Clan Clan too? That question mark comes to mind, but I don't think so. However, Shaking Night began to explain to us quickly whether or not it was a serious fact. "Whoa whoa whoa... it was time for the third recruit when me and Evening Fai won the Clan Clan beta test... I mean, the Clan Clan has been up and running for almost three weeks before we played, and sexually transmitted diseases have developed from around there. And now we know (...). Thus a good friend named Shintaro noticed this strangeness in front of him." "There was nothing wrong with accepting what was happening during the period when we hadn't played the game (...) that would overshadow our previous common sense..." What the two of you are trying to say, that is. "Maybe if I hadn't played the game, I wouldn't notice this fantasy erosion? And only Real Mod Mercenaries (players) are uncomfortable too? To my conclusion, they shut up again. I guess I'm looking for a deniable material. But I'm sure Sole, so far, is hard to find. "That's all I can think about." I'm just not convinced... why I've sexually transformed. Besides, he looks similar to his sister-in-law. Only there, it remains unknown. Neither of you dared to point me out there. Perhaps you don't want to make me nervous because you don't know what caused it. "All right. We've been able to understand each other so far, and we don't know that this is happening. If, hypothetically, the story of what happened in Clan Clan or that matter affects reality..." "I wonder what we can do." Make sure Evening Fai takes over the words of Shaking Night, and drop some (more) questions that should also be called our future challenges. "That's it, but so far there's not much we can do as a one-time high school student. But I realized something was wrong with the world." "The most suspicious cause of this is the Church of the Rainbow Goddess (Arco Iris), which appears in the Clan Clan." Um, and we roar. What you can do, what you can do.... I can't think of anything in particular, and they're all just unrealistic ways to deal with it. "Just think of it as a preview." So the shaking night was the word for now, and the answer we derived to convince ourselves was' preview '. "Like when a monster shows up? I don't think so, to Yuki's opinion, which seems very realistic. But there was also an undeniable fear. "Well... but in modern times we don't have a monster opponent because we have a civilized instrument called a scientific weapon. But it's better than no response." Even if it turns out to be the worst case scenario, there's not much we can do. "What happened in the game is real." "If it was about elementary school, I might have enjoyed this situation... it would be somewhat exciting. But Shintaro is more than this... I don't know what will happen..." Chirali and her best friends turn a caring gaze. "And one more thing. I was chasing Shintaro and I was convinced..." "Shintaro, aren't your feet too fast? Earlier, for some reason, I was able to leave you two alone and run away. My motor nerves aren't good that far. Instead, it was about the top of the middle and high physiometry in a good subject. "Are you out of our motor nerves? "Oh, sure... and my body now..." Elementary school girls, right? I was impressed by myself that I managed to escape from both of them... but from the mouthfeel of the shaking night, something seems to happen once in a while. "Me, you've gotten so powerful lately... see" That being said, Shaking Night suddenly struck a staircase made of stone. Then, what do you think? It was just missing a little bit. "Huh!?... fist, are you okay? I didn't feel like I was getting stronger. "Oh... it hurts pretty bad, but it's not as much as I can stand. More than that, see, the stairs are just a little bit, aren't they shredded? "Oh yeah... wow..." "So, what are you trying to say? Maybe smashing a fragile staircase and smashing a fraction of it is a level that humans can do. But it's not something you can do sooner. You're supposed to hurt your bones first, but you're gonna be okay." "Hey! Hey! Evening Fai, are you okay!? What are you doing at night? "... hey, stop it all of a sudden" However, contrary to my expectations, there was Evening Fai who could complain about a plain mix of bitter laughter. "Something, power at night? They subtly lightened my body, too, but I guess I should say defensive too... funny story, but the beating just now hurts me, but it's enough to put up with it. Uh, the hell with it already. After that, after 10 times, I'm tough..." What an evening glow to cheek over and over. Can you stand a stone crushing punch 10 times...... "By the way, yesterday (dude), I saw a couple of guys with knives threatening one girl... it was such a lousy vibe that I tried beating the guys up lightly and they got all bloody reflexed and it was a big deal. The result was fractures everywhere... police and hospital transports took care of it" What are you doing, shaking night? How insecure are you walking around running into situations like that by chance? Besides, are you the protagonist of saving a woman by being unmatched by a multitude of opponents? I mean, who's Yuki-san, who's got that iron fist and he's so queasy? "It's a bad idea to bring up Yuji, but isn't it a little strange that he's a regular in the swimming department in that shape? "Admittedly, I'm in practice. Our high school swimming club can be sophisticated." "I've been doing a lot of questioning and it seems that the new records have been updated one after the other in various sports these days." I mean, you think there's been a physical change in who's playing the game? Based on the current situation of Shaking Night and Evening Fai, isn't Yuji, who doesn't have a real module, an exception? "And Shintaro. You're no other HR, either. You, your status on the clan clan, what were you swinging at?" "Well, intelligence and... speed..." "That sort of thing. Back to you, you, your legs are too fast." Fast, I mean, you think the fact that your legs were faster than your high school students had to do with the stats you shook in the game? If so, there is also a great effect on my body... so now that I look like this, I came to the conclusion that I know the most about the possibility. "Right... status..." "Anyway, there's got to be someone else who's uncomfortable like us." "That's the purpose for the moment. Gather your people." This is how we set out our immediate purpose. Was the fireworks kiri good, it looks like it's time to start getting to the end, and the finale and flashy stuff keeps launching. In the meantime, the fireworks suddenly stopped launching. "Is that it? I wonder what happened." "Something wrong, too? Announcements around the murmurs accidentally flowed, as answered the questions of such best friends. "Then - if - the fairy - and the lantern - - I'm here. Ladies and gentlemen, please - our - with - ' Not from here, I can't hear what you're saying with a little distance. "What?" "Didn't hear you very well..." We were waiting for the fireworks finale to come along as we brought our own thoughts. But instead it was launched... no, it was the light and the little lights that floated up. Fluffy, fluffy and innumerable lights emanating from the hands of the people in the festival hall are unleashed into the pitch-black sky. "Maybe... my sack this year's festival? I thought there were a lot of people who wanted to see it, but isn't that what you're flying right now? Speaking of which, I realize what Evening Fai said. "Ah... Sure, a lot of people had that bag of wah, but it felt a bit like a goth? "But it had a festival specific animated pattern or something, and I didn't particularly care." "Don't you want to see a fairy flushing lantern? If they say that right now, I'll think of it as something that really isn't. "Sure, it was a sky lantern with a light on a small hot air balloon like that in Poland or something? Thus, our fireworks show ended this year with a view of a beautiful group of balloons rising into the night sky. that the fantasy is accelerating, eroding.
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่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚‚ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใฎไฝœๆˆฆใซ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒซใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹? ใใ‚“ใช็–‘ๅฟƒใŒใ‚ใใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€ฃ็ตกใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใญใ€‚ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€็ถ™ๅญใ‚‚ๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใพใ‚‹ใงๆ—ง็Ÿฅใฎไปฒ้–“ใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฟใŸใ„ใซใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆ่ฆชใ—ใ’ใซ่ฟ‘ใฅใ„ใฆใฏใ€ใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ2ไบบใซใฏใ€ๅˆๆตๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’้€ฃ็ตกใ—ใฆใŠใ„ใŸใฎใ€‚ใใฎๆ–นใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใชใฃใฆใ€ ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅ‰ใงใฏ่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„็ด„ๆŸใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใงใ‚‚ๆญฃ็›ดใซ?ใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚Šใฏ่€ณใ‚’็ด ้€šใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆถผใ—ใ็ฌ‘ใ†ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใซไฟบใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใฏ้‡˜ไป˜ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅคงๅค‰ใชไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๅฅดใ‚“ใจใ“ใ‚ใซๅ…ฅๅ›ฃใ™ใ‚“ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅ…ฅๅ›ฃใ—ใŸๆ–นใŒไธธใๅŽใพใ‚‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใ‘ใฉใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใฏใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ„?ใ€ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅ†ท้™ใชๆง˜ๅญใฎ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ......ใ€‚ ๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆจชใซไธฆใถ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹่ฃๅˆ‡ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ใใ‚“ใช้Œฏ่ฆšใซ้™ฅใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใฎใ ใ€‚ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏใจใฃใใซ็พๅฎŸใฎๅค‰้ฉใ‚’ๅฑๆƒงใ—ใฆๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ๅฎšใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใจใ„ใ†ใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏ1ไบบใงใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚‚ใ‚„ๆ‚ฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใฆใ€ใใ‚ŒใŒ้ฆฌ้นฟใฟใŸใ„ใซๆ€ใˆใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไธๆบ€ใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใคใ„่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใซๅซใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใชใซใŒใƒƒใƒƒโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•!ใ€ ๅซใ‚“ใงใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒ้€”ๆ–นใ‚‚ใชใใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใใ•ใ„ๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ......ใ€‚ ้ก”ใŒ็‡ƒใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็†ฑใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ณใ‚ฆ......ไธŠๆ‰‹ใใ‚„ใ‚ใ†ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ€ ่…น้ป’ใฎใใ›ใซไบบๅŠฉใ‘ๅคงๅฅฝใใฎใ—ใ‚‡ใƒผใ‚‚ใชๅค•่ผใซๅ›ใ‹ใ‚Œใ€ไฟบใฏ้ ทใใ€‚ ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ€ๅคง้™ใฎๆ„›ๆƒณใ‚’่พผใ‚ใŸ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ŽๅทจๅƒใŒๅ‹•ใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅ ฑ้“ใ‚’่ช็Ÿฅใ—ใ€ใ™ใใซไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ–น้‡ใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใซใฏๅ‹ๅฅฝ็š„ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ‚ใฎ2ไบบใฏ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅง‰ใ‚„ใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ100%ไฟก้ ผใงใใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญใฎ็ตฑๆฒปใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž็„กๅ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€ใซ่‡ชใ‚‰ใฎๅ›ฃๅ“กใ‚’ๆ•ฐ็™พใจๆฝœใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใพใŸไฝ•ใ‹ใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใŸๆ™‚ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ๅญ้พใŸใกใฎๅ‘ณๆ–นใงใ‚ใ‚Š็†่งฃ่€…ใ€‘ใ ใจ่ช่ญ˜ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ–นใŒใ„ใ„ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎๆ–น้‡ใŒไธŠๆ‰‹ใไฝœ็”จใ—ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใŒใ•ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไธๆธฌใฎไบ‹ๆ…‹ใซใ‚‚ใ€็ถ™ๅญใ‹ใ‚‰ๅˆๆตๅœฐ็‚นใ‚’่จญใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใงๅ‘ผใณใ ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ไปฒใซใฏใชใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใฏ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆ„ๅฟ—่กจ็คบใ‚’ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใจ่žใ„ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€่ซธใ€…ใ‚’ๆฑบๆ–ญใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใŒไฟบใจๅค•่ผใฎ่€ƒใˆใ€‚ ๅ†ท้™ใซใ€ๅˆ็†็š„ใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฏๅˆคๆ–ญใงใใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚’ๅฎŸ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใฎๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉโ€•โ€• ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ€ๅฃฐใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ—ใฆๅซใถใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใจใฃใ€ใ€Žๅคงๅ›ฃ็ธใ€ใจใ€็พๅฎŸใจใ€......ใชใซใŒไธ€็•ชใ€ๅคงๅˆ‡ใชใ‚“ใ !?ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅฟ…ๆญปใฎๅฝข็›ธใงใ€ไปŠใซใ‚‚ๆณฃใใใ†ใงโ€•โ€• ไธๅฎ‰ใช้ก”ใ—ใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ€็†ๅฑˆใจใ‹ใ€็†ๆ€งใจใ‹ใ€ๅŠน็Ž‡ใจใ‹ใ€ใใ†ใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅ…จ้ƒจๅนใฃ้ฃ›ใ‚“ใ˜ใพใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ€ ใŠๅ‰ใฏไฝ•ใ‹ๅ‹˜้•ใ„ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใซใ•ใ›ใŸใฎใฏๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‹......? ๅค•่ผใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใฐใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏไฟบใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‰ใฎ่ฟ”็ญ”ใซใ€้ก”ใ‚’็œŸใฃ่ตคใซใ—ใฆใฏใƒใ‚ซใƒณใจใ™ใ‚‹่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ ใใฎๅพŒใ€ๆ•ฐ็ง’้–“ใฏ่จ€่‘‰ใŒๅ‡บใšใซๅฃใ‚’ใ‚ใ†ใ‚ใ†ใจ้–‹้–‰ใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‹ๆœซใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ€ใŠๅ‰ใฎใใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚Š็พŽๅนผๅฅณใŒ้ง„ใ€…ใ‚’ใ“ใญใŸ่‡ช่ฆšใŒใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚Œใซ็พžๆฅๅฟƒใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฟใŸใ„ใช้ก”ใ—ใ‚„ใŒใฃใฆใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใงใ‚‚ใƒƒ......ใ€ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใชใ‚“ใง2ไบบใฏใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€ŒใพใฃใŸใใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใฏๅˆ‡็พฝ่ฉฐใพใ‚‹ใพใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ใชใ‹ใชใ‹่จ€ใˆใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€‚ใ†ใ˜ใ†ใ˜่€ƒใˆใ™ใŽใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ ใใ€ใใ‚Œใฏใ‚ฆใƒณๅ‘Š็™ฝใฎใ“ใจใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹? ๆผใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใง่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใใ‚ƒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ๅใๅ‡บใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจ......? ใ“ใฎใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใงใใฎใ„ใ˜ใ‚Šใฏใ‚จใ‚ฐใ‚คใชๅค•่ผใ‚ˆใ€‚ ......ใ‚“ใ‚“ใ€ๆˆ‘ใ‚‰ใŒ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ•ใพใฏใ‚ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใจๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใฆใชใ„ใชใ€‚ ๆฝคใ‚“ใ ็žณใงใ“ใฃใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใŒใชใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€‚ ใพใใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€‚ไฟบ้”ใจใฏๆ„่ฆ‹ใŒๅˆใ‚ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€ ใ€Œๆ‚ชใ„ใญใ€ๅญ้พใ•ใ‚“ใซ็ถ™ๅญใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใฏใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใจ่กŒใใ‚ˆใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฎๅฐ่ฉžใ‚’ๅˆๅ›ณใซ่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใซไผใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใจใ‚ทใ‚บใ‚ฏใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚’ๆŠฑใˆใŸ็ถ™ๅญใซๅฅ‡่ฅฒใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ๅŒๆ™‚ใซๅค•่ผใจไฟบใงๅญ้พใธใจๆฎดใ‚Šใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ€ใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใซใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใƒƒ!? ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใŒใŠใ•ใพใ‚‰ใชใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ๆŠ—่ญฐใ™ใ‚‹ๅญ้พใฎๅฃใ‚’ใ€่จ€่‘‰ใงๅกžใใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบ้”ใซใฏไฟบ้”ใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๆ–นใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅˆฅใซใ‚ฟใƒญใŒๅ…ฅๅ›ฃใ—ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใชๆ–นๆณ•ใชใ‚“ใฆไป–ใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญใ€ ๅผทๅผ•ใซใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚’ๆŠฑใใ‹ใ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคงไบบใ—ใๆŠฑใฃใ“ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซใ€ใ€ŽใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚ๅ‹•ใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ใจใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŸใใชใฃใŸใŒ......ใ‚„ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ็ธฎใ“ใพใฃใฆใ€ใฝใ‚ใฃใจไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚ใฆใใ‚‹่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใŒใ€ใใฎใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๅฏๆ„›ใใฆใชใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๆœฌ็‰ฉใฎใŠๅงซใ•ใพใฟใŸใ„ใซใชใฃใกใพใฃใฆใ‚‹ใชใ€‚ ๅงซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅซŒใ„ใ ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝใƒƒใ€‚ ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅงซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใ†ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใฏใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใฎ็ใ—ใ„ไธ€้ขใ‚’ๆ‹ใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ๅฝนๅพ—ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใซๅพŒใงใ“ใฎๆ™‚ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใƒใ‚ฟใซใ‚คใ‚ธใƒชใŸใŠใ›ใ‚‹ใชใ€‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๅๅฟœใŒๆฅฝใ—ใฟใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใ‚ˆ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚‹ใ›ใˆใ‚ˆใ€ ้šฃใ‚’ไธฆ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ๅค•่ผใฎ้ป’ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใงไฟบใฏใ‚ฟใƒญใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅค–ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใซ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใŒใ‚พใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฏใ‚ใฎไบบใŒๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ๆ‚ชๅฏ’ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆ้ฆ–ใ‚’ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐใ€้ฌผใฎๅฝข็›ธใง้ป’้ซชใ‚’ใชใณใ‹ใ›ใŸๅฅณๆ€งใŒ1ไบบใ€‚ ใŸใกใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Š่ฃใใ€่ฆ‹ไบ‹ใช็€ๅœฐใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใซ็ถšใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€Ž้ฆ–็‹ฉใ‚‹้…”็‹‚ๅ…ฑใ€ใฎ้ขใ€…ใŒๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใŒไบ‹ๅ‰ใซๅˆๆตๅœฐ็‚นใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œโ€•โ€•ๆญปใซใ•ใ‚‰ใ›ใ€ ใŠใŠใ†ใ€ๆ€–ใ„ๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใ•ใฃใใพใงๅ‘ณๆ–นใ ใฃใŸ่€…ๅŒๅฃซใŒใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ๆœฌๆฐ—ใงไบ‰ใ„ใ‚’็นฐใ‚Šๅบƒใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎ ไฟบ้”ใฏ็พๅฎŸๆ”นๅค‰ใซๅนฒๆธ‰ใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซใ€ๆ–ฐใ—ใ„ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’ๅฎŸ่กŒใ—ใชใใกใ‚ƒใชใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ไธ€็•ชใซๅ„ชๅ…ˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ•ใ€‚ใชใใƒฆใ‚ฆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใฎๅ…ฅใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใฃใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกใจใ€็Ÿณ็”Ÿ็‰ฉ็„ก้™ใƒใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใ‚‹ๆ–นๆณ•ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ€Œโ€•โ€•ใ„ใฃใ—ใ‚‡ใซ่€ƒใˆใ‚ˆใ†
282 279 Stories Let'S Think Together "Uh, Mr. Tallo, did you still agree with us that you wouldn't log out? Running beside him, Zilong has a bumpy smile on his cheek. "Was it just too forceful?" Neck hunting drunkards, "too awkward." While I was surprised at how handy I was, I was abducted while being held by my stepchildren. "Ah, the paralysis of the body..." The state anomaly released by her stepson expired, but she did not attack again. "Those two..." How could you do this? And, before asking, Zilong opens his mouth. "If you look at the friends list, you know that kidnapping doesn't mean you're going to be chased immediately by The Hunter's God (Singh), right? "You want to avoid those giant statues, too, don't you, Taro? "That, of course..." "Well, I figured it'd be quick to grab Mr. Taro on that spot." "Absolutely going to disagree with those guys, making contact with that dubious guy." "I was wondering if we were the only ones. We can do something about it." "Sorry, Mr. Taro..." The two spill a dry grin as if they were sincerely sorry. But there was no color of regret in their faces, and it made them feel like it must be a thought through action by two people. "Hey, I'm not..." I don't know how to answer that. They're right, the only people who have enough power to do something about me in that setting are those who can use the 'Great Alliance' connections, and Zilong and his stepchildren who pride themselves on their strength as captain of the regiment. In fact, although Mr. Zilong had been pushed by his sister opponents, he mobilized a large number of members and fled with the force of numbers. The rest of the crew would have been wiped out, but it would have been enough to buy us time to escape. And there is a part of the opinion between the two of them that I can agree with: 'Be friends with Mr. Gogh and get in touch'. "But I knew this was the only way to solve it... Mr. Taro, there's one more thing to apologize for. Enter the Secret Society and the Chemical Heritage Empire." "Yeah, yeah. I don't know, Mr. Tallo." That's right. You'll settle down there after all. I know, I can understand. The smartest way to solve this commotion. But in one corner of my mind, I'm also certain that negative feelings are sprouting that I'm no longer free to play with clan clans. "While we're securing Mr. Taro, I'm sure you'll meet the dubious man from earlier." "But maybe it won't be long... Wow, the stone statues, they're here too..." [Infected City Sanatorium] is a mayhem. The NPCs in the city flee, and the mercenaries who have boarded also appear to be pushed by the number of stone creatures to keep the killers going. In reality, still, Kannon statues and some boulders just moved out as giant creatures. But if... Imagine if this continued and the real city turned out like this... it didn't seem like I had a choice. "Yaho, Koo-kun, Yu-kun" When I'm lost in reply, two familiar mercenaries (players) show up from a narrow back alley in the direction of progress. Night and evening glow. How could... those guys? Were your best friends also agreeing with Zilong and stepchildren's maneuvers and Guru? I have such suspicions. "Thank you for contacting me. Zilong." "Oh, my stepchild will help." As if to make it a pal of the Old Knowledge, the best friends wave at the Zilong's. That's how he approached his intimacy, throwing a glittering grin. "I contacted the two of them about the rendezvous point. I'm sure Taro would be more comfortable with that." "My stepchild, that's a promise I won't tell you in front of Taro." "Um, but honestly? "Yes, yes, I get it." Their exchanges make their ears bare. My gaze nailed to a cool, laughing night and evening glow. "Hey, Taro. This is such a big deal, but you're joining the group at the guy just now? "I know you'd rather fit in circles if you joined the group, but what do you want Tallo to do? But look at your best friends looking calm...... Seeing the best friends lined up next to Zilong and stepchildren, as a matter of course, they find themselves in such an illusion, as if they had been kind of betrayed. My best friends said they had set a policy for fear of changing reality so much that I was no longer worried by myself and that seemed stupid...... So I screamed at my best friends, as if to bump into dissatisfaction. "What the heck -!" Since I screamed. You realize I've thrown up a tedious dialogue without interruption... My face got hot as it burned. "Koo... let's do this right" He said, "I know." I snorted when I was whispered by Evening Fai, who loved to help people. I smile with the utmost affection as I wave to my stepson (Mako) and Zilong (Shiryu). We recognised the story of "The Giant Statue Moved" and immediately decided on each other's policies. It still requires a friendly attitude towards stepchildren (Mako) and dragons (Shiryu). Those two are not Shintaro's sister in the first place or wholly trustworthy opponents like Yuji. Because they lurked hundreds of their own members in Tallo's ruling 'Unknown City'. For the second time, we decided that we should have been recognized as [Zilong's allies and understanders]. The unexpected event that this policy worked well and Talo would be exposed also led to a friend chat calling me when I set up a rendezvous point from my stepson. All you have to do is hear Xintaro's indication of will clearly, and then decide on all of them. That's what Evening Fai and I think. Calmly, reasonably, we were able to make a decision, and we just had the temper to do it. But... Because Shintaro shook his voice and shouted. "I take, 'The Great Alliance' and reality and... what's most important!? I'm desperate for a dialogue like that, and I'm about to cry. You look anxious and you say, reason, reason, efficiency, that kind of thing all blows up. "It's up to you, Taro." I know you're making some mistakes, but maybe we're the ones who made you nervous...? If you turn to Evening Fai, he feels the same way as I do. To our response, Shintaro turns his face bright red into a pocan. Then, for a few seconds, it opens and closes without words. What, that look on your face? I felt like a beautiful little girl wasting her time, and I felt ashamed of her. "So, but heh..., then why are the two of you here? "Totally. Taro can't really tell you how he feels until he's stuffed with cuts. You think too much." Oh, is that about Un confession? He said he couldn't spit out his feelings if he had to be cornered until it leaked...? At this time, the mess is an egregious evening glow. ... Mmm, you don't realize how our Shintaro looks. I have trouble staring at you with your moist eyes, really. Well, okay. "Sorry, my stepchildren didn't agree with us." "Sorry, stepchildren to Zilong. Taro's coming with us." Yuruchi and Shizuku ambushed our stepson with the taro, who was lying in the alley signaling our dialogue. At the same time, Yuehui and I are beaten to death by Zilong. "Hey Yu, you cuckoo!? This is not going to change the reality." Block the mouth of the protesting dragon with words. We have our way. "There are other ways to be okay without Taro joining the group." I can hold Taro forcefully. Shintaro hugged me so hard that I wanted to scratch, "You move too" but... I stopped. Shintaro, shrinking and staring at me, is just a little cute. You're becoming like a real princess. I hate princesses, but somehow, fuck. This kind of princess could be good. Shall we worship the rare side of our best friend for a while now? This is also useful. And don't get mad at me about what happened at this time later. I'm looking forward to hearing from Shintaro. "Koo, is something creepy...? "Ugh, let it go" I took my gaze off Taro with the black grin of Evening Fai walking side by side next door. Next, the spine becomes zombie. Oh, did this feel like that guy arrived? If you raise your neck according to the chills, there is one woman with dark hair in the shape of a ghost. Cut off the Mercenaries (players) from the sky and finish off the stunning landing. And then try to follow her, and the faces of "Neck Hunting Drunk Co" attack. We were informed of the rendezvous point in advance. - Let him die. Whoa, scary scary scary. Those who were allies until just now fight with each other for real. Usually, I could afford to enjoy that this is the flavor of the clan clan, but not now. We have to implement new tools to interfere with reality change. "Taro, your feelings come first. Hey Yu?" "How to stop the infinite pop of stone creatures because you don't want to go in there." "" - Let's think together (huh) - "
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123่ฉฑ ๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€้Šใณใซๆฅใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใฃ! ๆฅใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใƒผ!ใ€ ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ......ๆฅใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใฎใ‹......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ€ใใฃใ‹ใ......ใ€ ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซ้ฃ›ใณๅ›žใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใ‚ฝใƒฌใ—ใ‹่จ€ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎ้›ปๆฐ—ใ‚’็‚นใ‘ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใ•ใˆใ‚‚่ตทใใšใ€ๆš—ใŒใ‚Šใฎไธญใง่ธŠใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฟบใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚ฏใƒซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“? ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจไผšใˆใฆใ†ใ‚Œใ—ใใชใ„ใฎใƒผ?ใ€ ไฝ•ใฎ้‚ชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใชใใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใซไธๅฎ‰ใใ†ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚Šใ‚ƒใ‚ใ‚‚ใ†ใ“ใ†็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚Œใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ“ใƒƒใ‚ฏใƒชใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใตใตใƒผโ™ช ๅฆ–็ฒพใŒใƒ‹ใƒใƒณใซๆฅใŸใฎใฏใฒใฃใ•ใ—ใถใ‚Šใ ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใญ!ใ€ ใซใฝใ‚“......ๆ—ฅๆœฌใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ‚ใใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€‚้ ญใŒใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰......่ตทใใฆใ‚‹?ใ€ ไฟบใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใ€ๅง‰ใŒๅฏใฆใ„ใ‚‹้ƒจๅฑ‹ใฎใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’ใƒŽใƒƒใ‚ฏใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ๅคช้ƒŽ? ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ่จฑๅฏใ‚‚ๅพ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใƒ‰ใ‚ขใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจ่ฉฑใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ•ใฃใใฎใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใŒๆ€–ใใชใฃใฆใ€ไธ€ไบบใ˜ใ‚ƒ็œ ใ‚ŒใชใใชใฃใŸใฎ? ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ€ๆฅใชใ•ใ„ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅง‰ใฏใƒšใƒญใƒชใจ่–„ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ๅธƒๅ›ฃใ‚’ใ‚ใใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๅฏใ‚ˆใ†ใจ่ช˜ใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒžๅงฟใฎๅง‰ใฏใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ไฟบใŒใ‚‚ใ—ไป–ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใƒคใƒใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใชใƒผใฃใฆๆ€ใ†ใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎ่‰ฒ้ฆ™ใฏๆ”พใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏๅ‡›ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ„ใƒ‘ใ‚ธใƒฃใƒžใฎใƒ‡ใ‚ถใ‚คใƒณใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹ใ€ไปŠใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ๅนผใ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉไฟบใฎ่บซไฝ“ใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€่ƒธใฎๅŒไธ˜ใŒใ€ใใณใ‚ŒใŸ่…ฐใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅธใ„ใคใ‘ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใฃใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅค‰ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซใ‚‚ๅง‰ใฎ้ƒจๅฑ‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ€‚ ใ€Œใˆใƒผใฃใจ......ๅง‰ใ€‚้ฉšใ‹ใชใ„ใงใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ๆ–นใŒ็„ก็†ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใฎใ€้ฉšใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ€ ใ€Œใชใซใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใตใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใƒผใ€ใ“ใฃใกใซใŠใ„ใงใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซใ€ไฟบใฏใ€Ž ใ€Œใฏใƒผใ„ใƒƒ!ใ€ ใ™ใ„ใƒผใฃใจๆป‘ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใ€ๅคฉ็œŸ็ˆ›ๆผซใช็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๅ…ฅใฃใฆใใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ…ƒๆฐ—็ˆ†็™บใชๅฆ–็ฒพใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅง‰ใฎ็›ฎใŒ็‚นใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ! ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฎใŠใญใˆใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใฐใ‚“ใฏ!ใ€ ไธญ็ฉบใงใบใ“ใ‚Šใจ้ ญใ‚’ไธ‹ใ’ใ€็คผๅ„€ๆญฃใ—ใๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใซๅง‰ใฏใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่Œซ็„ถ่‡ชๅคฑใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„......ใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใฐใ‚“ใฏ?ใ€ ใ‚ญใƒงใƒˆใƒณใจใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใฆใŠใšใŠใšใจ่ฟ”็ญ”ใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใฏๆณฐ็„ถใจใ—ใฆใ€้ ผใ‚ŠใŒใ„ใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฏใ‹ใชใ‚Šๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ไธ่ฌนๆ…ŽใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ€็ใ—ใ„ๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ่ฆ‹ใ‚ŒใŸใจๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใŠใ‹ใ—ใๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใฏ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ ใ€‚ ใพใšๆœ€ๅˆใซๆฐ—ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงไฟบใจ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’ๅ…ฑใซใ™ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจใ€ ใ€Œใ’ใƒผใ‚€? ใชใซใใ‚Œ!ใ€ ไฟบใฎ็–‘ๅ•ใซใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใจใ„ใฃใŸ ๅง‰ใŒไฟบใฎๅ•ใ„ใ‚’่ฃœ่ถณใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€VRใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใฏใชใ‚“ใžใ‚„ใจใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใๅ™›ใฟ็ •ใ„ใฆ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’่žใ„ใŸใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏ็›ฎใ‚’่ผใ‹ใ›ใ€ๅฟƒๅบ•่ˆˆๅฅฎใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใใ‚Œ! ใ™ใƒผใฃใ”ใ! ใŸใฎใ—ใ! ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใจๆŽขๆคœ!ใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใจใ€ไธ€็ท’ใซๅ†’้™บใ—ใŸ่จ˜ๆ†ถใฏใชใ„ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“? ใ ใฃใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏใ€ใ’ใƒผใ‚€ใชใ‚“ใฆใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใธๆฅใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ—ไปฎใซใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจๅ…จใ้–ขไฟ‚ใŒใชใ„ใฎใชใ‚‰ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ณใ‚ณใซๆฅใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ ใ‘ใ€ไปฒ้–“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ—ฉใ้€ฒๅŒ–ใ—ใŸใฎใฃ! ใใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใคใพใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž ใ€ใซ?ใ€ ใงใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใฎใ“ใจใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจๆŽฅ็‚นใชใ‚“ใฆใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใพใงๅฆ–็ฒพใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใไธ–็•ŒใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใฎใซใ€็พๅฎŸใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฏไฟบใซ้–ขใ™ใ‚‹่จ˜ๆ†ถใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใจ? ใ€Œใฉใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใƒผใฃใจใญใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใฏๅคงไบ‹ใชใŠๅ‹้”ใฃใฆใ“ใจ!ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ ใ‘?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“! ใใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใƒผ! ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใจใ‰ใƒผใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ˜ใ‚…ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใใ“ใฏ้‡่ฆใ ใญใ€‚ ่‰ฒใ€…ใจ......ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใŒใ„ใ†ใซใฏใƒผใ€ใŸใพใ—ใ„ใฎใคใชใŒใ‚ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใƒผใฃใฆ! ใ€Žไผšใ„ใซ่กŒใฃใฆใใชใ•ใ„ใ€ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“โ™ช ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆฅใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚“!ใ€ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ใŸใ‚ใ‚“ใซไผšใ„ใŸใ‹ใฃใ‚ฟใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ซใ‚ฟใƒณโ™ช ใจใ€ๅง‰ใฎใƒ™ใƒƒใƒ‰ใฎไธŠใงใ‚นใƒ†ใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่ธใฟใ€่ฏ้บ—ใซ่ธŠใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆไฟบ้”ใฎ็–‘ๅ•็‚นใฏๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ€ŒใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ ๅง‰ใฏ็ต่ซ–ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใฏๆฌกใ€…ใซ็–‘ๅ•ใซๆ€ใฃใŸ็‚นใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใœไฟบใ ใ‘ใŒใƒ•ใ‚ฅใซ่ณชๅ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๅง‰ใŒไฝ•ใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ€Žใ”ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใฎใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใ„ใŒใ„ใซใฏ่จ€ใ„ใŸใใชใ„ใฎ!ใ€ใฎไธ€็‚นๅผตใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใพใšใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ ไธ€ไฝ“ใ€ๆ—ฅๆœฌไบบใŒไฝ•ใ‚’ใ—ใงใ‹ใ—ใŸไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใฎใใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ—ใ็น‹ใŒใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญๅ‘จ่พบใฎๆญดๅฒใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ๅคใๆ™‚ไปฃใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใจๅ…ฑ็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใŒใƒ†ใ‚ขใƒชใƒผๅ…ฌใฎใ”ๅ…ˆ็ฅ–ใ•ใพใ€‚ใใ“ใธใ€ๆฌฒใซใŠใผใ‚ŒใŸไบบ้–“ใฎ็Ž‹ใŒใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎไฝœใ‚Šใ ใ™็ตๆ™ถใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใฆไพต็•ฅใ—ใŸใจใ€‚ใใฎ้š›ใซใ€ๅŠ ๅ‹ขใ™ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใฃใŸๅ‘จ่พบใฎไบบๆ—ใฏใ€ใ“ใžใฃใฆ็‹‚็Ž‹ใซๅฑˆใ—ๆ‰‹ๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใฎ็ฝชใ‚’ๆ‚”ๆจใ—ใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฌใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพใฎ่ˆž่ธไผšใ€ใ‚’้–‹ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใฃใฆ่จญๅฎšใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‹ใƒใƒณใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ€ไบบๆ—ใ€ใœใƒผใ‚“ใถใ“ใ‚ใ„ใฃ!ใ€ ใ€Œใ„ใกใฐใ‚“ใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ„ใฎใ€ใˆใ„ใ”ใฎไบบๆ—ใฃ!ใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใŒ่จ€ใ†ใซใฏใ€ไบบๆ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅงฟใ‚’้š ใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸใฎใฏใŠใ‚ˆใ2000ๅนด็จ‹ๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‹ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๆฃฎใฎๅฎˆ่ญท่€…ใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ€็ต็•Œ้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚’้ง†ไฝฟใ—ใฆ่‡ชๅˆ†้”ใ ใ‘ใฎ้ƒทใ€ใ€Ž ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๆฅฝๅœ’ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใŒไบบๆ—ใ‚’ๆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ‚ฝใƒฌใฏๅฆ–็ฒพใŒ็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ™ๅฎ็ŸณใŒๅŽŸๅ› ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใงใฏ็‰นๅˆฅใช็ตๆ™ถใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ ใใฎใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใŒ็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ๅฏŒใ‚’ๅทกใฃใฆไบ‰ใ„ใŒ็ตถใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ่พ›ๆŠฑๅผทใ่žใๅ‡บใ™ใจใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใ‚นใฎไบ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚็”ฃๆฅญ้ฉๅ‘ฝๆœŸใฎ่ฉฑใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่‹ฑๅ›ฝใฎๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใงๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใŸใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚คใ‚ฎใƒชใƒณใฏใพใ ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ไป–ใฎใˆใ„ใ”ใฎใจใ“ใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ“ใ‚ใ„ใ€‚ใŠใตใญใงๆฅใŸใจใŠใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใ„ใ—ใ‚‡ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝใ‚“ใงใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๆฎบใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใฎใ€ ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚็ดฐใ‹ใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใพใง่ณชๅ•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ‚ขใƒกใƒชใ‚ซใฎ่ฉฑใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆไฝๆฐ‘ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฎๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚’ๅฅชใ„ๅฐฝใใ—ใ€ๅ‡บใ•ใฌใชใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใฃใจๅ‡บใ›ใจๆฎบใ—ๅฐฝใใ—ใŸใใ†ใ ใ€‚ๅ…ˆไฝๆฐ‘่ฟซๅฎณใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€ใ‚คใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใƒณใฏใฉใ“ใซใ„ใฃใŸใจใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใŸใใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ขใƒกใƒชใƒณใฎใŠ่ฉฑใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใ—ใŸใใชใ„ใ‚“......ใ€ ไบบ้กžใฎๆญดๅฒใŒใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฃใฆ่ฆ็ด ใŒๅŠ ใ‚ใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€ใ ใ„ใถๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคง็ญ‹ใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใช่งฃ้‡ˆใงไธ–็•Œใซๅฆ–็ฒพใŒๅฎš็€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‹ใ€ใ‚„ใฐใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‚‚ใ‹ใ—ใ“ใ‚‚ใ€ๅฎ็Ÿณใ‚ˆใ“ใ›ใ€ใ›ใ‚“ใใƒผใฆใคใ ใˆใ€ใฐใฃใ‹ใ‚Š! ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฏใ‹ใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‚“ใ€ ใใ“ใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌใ‚‚ไพ‹ใซๆผใ‚Œใšใ€ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ ่ฉณใ—ใ่žใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€็น”็”ฐไฟก้•ทใฏใƒ‹ใƒใƒณใงๆ•ฐๅๅŒนใ—ใ‹ๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ๅฆ–็ฒพใจ่ฆชใ—ใ„ไปฒใงใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ๅฆ–็ฒพใซ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆŽˆใ‹ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ็Ÿฅๆตใงไธ–็•Œใฏๅบƒใ„ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’็Ÿฅใ‚Šใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅฎ็ŸณใงๅฏŒใ‚’่“„ใˆใ€้‰„็ ฒใ‚’่ฒทใ„ใ‚ใ•ใ‚ŠๆญฆๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆ•ดใˆใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€่ชฐใงใ‚‚่‡ช็”ฑใซๅ•†ๅฃฒใŒ่กŒใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ€Žๆฅฝๅธ‚ๆฅฝๅบงใ€ใชใฉใ€ๅ•†ๆฅญใฎ็‰นๆจฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸๅฝ“ๆ™‚ใฎ่ฑชๅ•†ใŸใกใ‚’็ดๅพ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹้š›ใซใ‚‚ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใฎๅฎ็Ÿณใฏๅฝนใซ็ซ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๅฆ–็ฒพใจไปฒ่‰ฏใ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใซใฝใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ขใƒกใƒชใƒณใจใ›ใ‚“ใใƒผ? ใงๆฃฎใ‚‚ใŸใใƒผใใ•ใ‚“ๅˆ‡ใฃใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ—ใ€ๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚ใ„!ใ€ ๅคชๅนณๆด‹ๆˆฆไบ‰ใฎไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‹ใญใ€‚ ใใฎใธใ‚“ใงๆ—ฅๆœฌใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซ่ฆ‹้™ใฃใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใฏใ€ไธ€ๅŒนๆฎ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅงฟใ‚’้š ใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใพใงใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎ่ฉฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆ”ฟๅบœใฏไธ€่ˆฌๅธ‚ๆฐ‘ใซใฏๅฆ–็ฒพใŒๆฎ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’้š ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸ็ฏ€ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ›ใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใฎใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใฏ้ฅใ‹ๆ˜”ใซๅฆ–็ฒพใฏใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใจ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ๅฎŸใฏใ€่‚ๅฟƒใชๅ ด้ขใงๆ”ฟๅบœใฎ่ฆไบบใชใ‚Šๅ›ฝใฎไปฃ่กจใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ๆ•ฐใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉๅฏ†ใ‹ใซๆฎ‹ใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅฆ–็ฒพใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ในใใ€ๅ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’่ฆ่ซ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใญใ‡ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ใ ใ„ใถๅฆ–็ฒพใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฎไบ‹ใฏ็†่งฃใงใใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ†ใชใ‚‹ใจใ‚ณใƒฌใฏ้žๅธธใซใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰ใ€ ใใ†่จ€ใฃใฆใ€ๅง‰ใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒžใ‚บใ‚คใจ่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใ€้ฉšใใฎ้€ฃ็ถšใง้ ญใŒใƒ‘ใƒณใ‚ฏใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ„ใใ†......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใ‚‚ๅŒใ˜ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎ? ใ•ใฃใใฎใƒ†ใƒฌใƒ“ใƒชใƒใƒผใ‚ฟใƒผใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ๆคœ่จŽใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ€ใ“ใฎๅญใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚ๅฆ–็ฒพใŸใกใซๅซŒใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบบๆ—ใฎไธญใงใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏๅ”ฏไธ€ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ‚„ใฃใฆใƒ•ใ‚ฅใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจๆ™ฎ้€šใซใŠๅ–‹ใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ‚Šใงใใ‚‹ใฎ......ใ“ใฎๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใŒใ€ใ€Žๅฆ–็ฒพๅคงไฝฟใ€ใจใ—ใฆใ€ๆ”ฟๆฒป้–ขไฟ‚ใซๅทปใ่พผใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ!?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฏๆทฑใ„ๆบœๆฏใ‚’ใคใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ใƒ”ใ‚ฃใƒณใจ็ซ‹ใฆใ‚‹ๅง‰ใซใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๅ‚พใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ‚’่ชฌๆ˜Žใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ๅคช้ƒŽ......่ฉฑใฎๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฎ่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใจใ€ไป–ใซไฟก็”จใฎใŠใ‘ใ‚‹
125 123 Stories, Fairy. "Oh, you came to see me? "Ugh! He's here! Wow... you're here... "Oh, wow..." Seeing Hu flying around happy, all I could say was Sole. I don't even get up to turn on the lights in my room, and I even stare at The Wind Maiden (Silf), who circles around me like dancing in the dark. "Tallon? Isn't Taron happy to see Fu? If you don't have any evil, purely anxious look on your face, then ah here's the only way to answer. "I'm happy for you. But I'm surprised..." "Nfu, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey! to Pong...... Japan I guess. Oh, I don't know. My head is going to flat. "Sister... are you awake? I take Hu and knock on the door in the room where my sister sleeps. "What, Taro? You can come in." I also got permission, so I slowly open the door. "I need to talk to you for a second..." "I got scared of the news earlier, and I couldn't sleep alone? All right, come on." That said, my sister invited me to sleep with her, turning a thin duvet with Peroli. My sister in pajamas, yeah. I had enough color incense to think that if I were someone else, I would suck. I don't know, I'm usually Rin, but I look just a little young now because of the loose pyjama design. But unlike my body, the two hills on my chest, my limp hips really suck my gaze out. That's not even if you're feeling weird. I need Hu to go into my sister's room, too. "Erm... sister. I might not be able to tell you not to be surprised, but, uh, don't be surprised." "What, what's wrong? "Phew, Phew, come here" Instead of answering my sister's questions, I invited in Wind Maiden. "Yikes! Sooo smooth, he came in with a naive smile. Huh. Seeing such an energetic and explosive fairy, my sister's eyes dotted. "Wow! Good evening, Talo lady! My sister had suddenly lost herself for a while to a fairy who would bow her head in a hollow and greet her politely. "Ha, yes...... good evening? My sister replies by leaning back on her neck, even though she is a Kyoton. I'm usually a dependable sister, though. He was pretty upset all this time, and while he was careless, it's a secret that he felt strange inside that he could see an uncommon attitude. The first thing that bothered me was whether Hu was the same person or creature who acted with me in the game and appeared in reality (this way). "Huh? What is it!" My question was, "I don't know anything," and I was asked the other way around. As my sister supplements my question, I will explain to Fu what a VR game is and chew it up easily. Hearing that, Hu was eye-glowing and heartfelt excited. "What's that! Wow, that's great! Explore Taro! "Uh, don't you remember having an adventure with me? "Hmm? 'Cause Hu, what the fuck, huh? "Then why did you come to me? If hu has nothing to do with hu in the game, why did he come here? "Only hu, you evolved faster than your people! Then I remembered Taro! "What's that? "Huh? Where? But in reality (this way), of course, I have no contact with Hu. In the first place, I never thought there'd be fairies until today, and I definitely feel the world is going crazy. And yet you think reality hu has memories about me? "What kind of things did you remember? "Mm-hmm, Taro means he's an important friend! "That's all?" "Yeah! That's all -! But that sounds like a lot, doesn't it? Yeah, that's important there. Various...... "Mithola said there might be a connection! They said, 'Go see me' That's why I'm here! Of course, we miss Tanta Catan and our doubts just grow when we see Hu taking steps on her sister's bed and starting dancing magnificently. "Is Mr. Mithola in reality..." My sister seems to have come to a conclusion. Then I asked Hu one question after another. When it comes to why I'm the only one asking Hu a question, no matter what my sister asks, she says, 'I'm sorry, I don't want to tell Talo!' Cause it was a strain. First of all, the address of Hu (Sumika) was "sky". What the hell did the Japanese do? If you think of such a connection to the game, it would be history around the pioneering city of Michelangelo. In the old days, it was Lord Theary's ancestors who were symbiotic with the fairies. There, the greedy king of man invaded with his eyes on the fairy's crystals. In doing so, the surrounding tribes, who were supposed to join, did not succumb to the Mad King. It should have been set to regret the sin and not forget that we were having a 'Fairy Ball'. "It's not just Nipong, people, whoa, whoa! "The most frightening, eh people! According to Hu, it started about 2,000 years ago when he started hiding from people. Along with the elves who were guardians of the forest, they used the magic of the junction to build their own home, Fairy Circle. But still, in the woods normally, there seems to be a lot of collective symbiosis with people. Very few people lived in Japan, but they all moved to Fairy Paradise (Fairy Circle) in the early 1900s. Speaking of how the fairies feared the people, Sole was still caused by the gems produced by the fairies. It was a special crystal in the game, but is it a gem in reality (this way)? That, there seemed to be constant strife over the wealth created by the fairies. When I asked patiently, apparently it was about England. Besides, he seemed to be talking about the Industrial Revolution period. The only remaining British fairies also disappeared here, he said. "Englyn is still fine. But the rest of Aego, it's more frightening. If I had come here, I would have killed more and more fairies who had lived there since then." When I asked the details of this, too, I was talking about America. They took away the gems of the native fairies and killed them if they didn't. Speaking of indigenous persecution, the Indians wanted to scratch where they had gone. "I don't really want to talk about Amerin..." It seems to me that the history of mankind has changed a lot just because fairies have been added elements. I haven't changed my major muscles, but somehow, I thought this was also a bad idea with a fantastic interpretation of the fairy anchored in the world. "Everywhere, a gem. Give it to me. - No, just! That's why he gave me the fairy." There, Japan did not leak as an example, and the people who imitated the Elf's martial arts (Takeshi) and named him Samurai continued their fierce force struggle. If you ask me in detail, Nobunaga Oda seems to have been close to only a few dozen fairies left in Nipon. Knowing the fact that the fairy had been given knowledge and that the world was wide with its wisdom, he had accumulated wealth with the fairy jewels, bought iron cannons and prepared force. And the fairies' jewels also seemed useful in convincing the then luxury merchants who had commercial privileges, such as "Rakuma Rakuza," where anyone was free to do business. Nobunaga Oda, who gets along (deflected) with the fairy, is too surreal to say... "If it doesn't ring, let me kill you, fairy," as there is a Hotogis analogy poem, but did you get along with the fairy? "But Pong is also with Ameline? So did the woods - I cut a lot of them, and I tried to help the fairies, so I'm frightened! Are you talking about the Pacific War? The fairy, who completely confined himself to Japan, seems to have hidden himself without one left. As can be seen from the stories of Hu so far, the government has a verse to hide from the general public that fairies remain. Anyway, the TV reporter said the fairy was gone a long time ago. But the truth is, on a pivotal occasion, government dignitaries and representatives of the country may have asked for help in order to harness the help of a small number of fairies who remained secretly. "Hey, Taro. I understand a lot about the fairies, but then I guess I'm very upset." That said, my sister refers to Hu. "I'd say it's a mess, or it's going to flake my head in a series of surprises..." "I feel the same way, Taro, you know? To consider what the TV reporter said earlier, this child, Hu, is also a national treasure." "And Taro. Of all the people the fairies hate, you're the only one who can chat normally with hu like this... you know what I mean? "You could be involved in a political relationship as a fairy ambassador." "Huh!? My sister took a deep sigh. And go on even further. I tip my neck to my sister, who pins her index finger. "Before I explain it, Taro... gather your two best friends and other trusted mercenaries (players). We'll talk about this... we'll have a meeting."
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ไฟบใฏใ•ใฃใใ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅๅ‰ใ‚’้ž่กจ็คบ่จญๅฎšใซใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ไป–ใซใ‚‚็ดฐใ‹ใ„่จญๅฎš้ …็›ฎใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฉใ„ใฎใง่ชญใฟ้ฃ›ใฐใ™ใ€‚ ใ‚ใจใงใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นๅˆๆ—ฅใชใฎใซใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฎLvใŒ10ใ ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ ใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใƒˆใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใฎไธŠ้™ใฏ10ใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ็พๆ™‚็‚นใงๆœ€้ซ˜ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ€‚้“็†ใง่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅบ—ใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒผใƒ“ใ‚นๅˆๆ—ฅใฎๆ™‚็‚นใงๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏ็”Ÿ็”ฃ่ทใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€่ฃ…้ฃพใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใซๅŠ›ใ‚’ใ„ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใงๆŒใกใ‹ใˆใฃใŸ็ด ๆใ‚’ๅ…ƒใซใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ......ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ‹ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žใƒ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใƒ†ใ‚ขใ€ใงใ€่จ˜ๅฟตใ™ในใๆœ€ๅˆใฎใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใŒ่‰ฒ้ป’ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใ ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๅฐ‘ใ€…ๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใ„ใ„ๅฅดใใ†ใชใฎใงใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ‹ใใ‚†ใ†ไฟบใ‚‚ใƒใ‚ซใƒžใฟใŸใ„ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ—ใชใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒˆใฎใ“ใจใฏใจใ‚„ใ‹ใ่จ€ใˆใชใ„่บซใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒใ‚ซใƒžใจใฏใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใฏ็”ทใ ใŒใ€ใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฏๅฅณใ‚’ๆผ”ใ˜ใ‚‹่€…ใฎ็ท็งฐใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠใฎไฟบใฏๆญฃ็ขบใซใฏใ€็พๅฎŸใซๅฅณไฝ“ใชใ‚ใ‘ใงใƒใ‚ซใƒžใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ๆ–ญๅ›บใจใ—ใฆ็”ทใ‚’ไธปๅผตใ—ใŸใ„ใ€‚ ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใƒป็—…้™ขใซ่กŒใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็ฒพๅฏ†ๆคœๆŸปใชใ‚Šใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅฅณๆ€งใฃใฆๅˆคๆ–ญใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใชใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š......ใ€‚ ใพใ€ใพใ......ใ€‚ไปŠใฏใ„ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ“ใจใ€‚ ๆš—ใ„ไธๅฎ‰ใ‚’็„ก็†็Ÿข็†ใซๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ—ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใธใจๆ„่ญ˜ใ‚’ๆˆปใ™ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏใƒ™ใƒผใ‚ฟใƒ†ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใชใ ใ‘ใ‚ใฃใฆใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใŠใ‘ใฐๆœ‰็›Šใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’ๆไพ›ใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆ‰“็ฎ—็š„ใช้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆไฟบใฏไปŠใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๆœ€ๅˆใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€Žๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ€ใ‚’ๆŽข็ดขใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆœ€ไธญใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงไฝฟใˆใใ†ใช็ด ๆๆŽขใ—ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ„ใ‚ใ็ด ๆใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅค–ใงๆŽกๅ–ใงใใ‚‹ใŒ้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ†…ใงใ‚‚็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใจใฎใ“ใจใ€‚ ็พๅœจๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏ10ๆ™‚20ๅˆ†ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅง‰ใจใฎๅˆๆตๆ™‚้–“ใŒ11ๆ™‚ใจใ„ใ†่ฆณ็‚นใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใซใงใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจใฎ้›†ๅˆๅ ดๆ‰€ใ€Žๆ•™ไผšใ€ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ไฝ็ฝฎใ‚’็‰นๅฎšใงใใฆใ„ใชใ„ใฎใงใ€ใ€Žๆ•™ไผšใ€ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใŒใฆใ‚‰ใ€็ด ๆใ‚‚ๆŽขใ™ใจใ„ใ†ๆ–น้‡ใ ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใใ“ใ‚‰ใ‚’้ฉๅฝ“ใซๆญฉใใคใคใ€ใจใใŠใ‚Š้“ใฎๆจชใซใŠใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒ„ใƒœใ‚„ๆœจ็ฎฑใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’็‰ฉ่‰ฒใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Šใจใ”ใ‚ใ”ใ‚่ฝใกใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใ‚“ใ ใชใ€ ไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใชใ„ใƒ‘ใ‚ฟใƒผใƒณใ‚‚ๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใŒใ€ใƒ„ใƒœใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใŒๆŽกๅ–ใงใใ€ๆœจ็ฎฑใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏๆง˜ใ€…ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒๆŽกๅ–ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ใ‚„ใ€Žใตใ‚“ใ€ใ€Ž้ฆฌใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใ€ใ€Ž็‰›ใฎใตใ‚“ใ€ใ€ใ€Ž้›‘่‰ใ€ใ€ใชใฉใŒใงใฆใใŸใ€‚ๆฐดใ‚„ใƒ•ใƒณใ€้›‘่‰ใฏๅๅ‰ใฎ้€šใ‚Šใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ€ŽใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸใ€ใฏไฝ•ใชใฎใ‹ๅ…จใ่ฆ‹ๅฝ“ใ‚‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใ‚’่ชญใ‚“ใงใฟใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ€ๆ „้คŠไพกใŒ้ซ˜ใ‚ใฎๅฎŸใ€‘ใจๆ›ธใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใ‚‚2ใ‚ปใƒณใƒๅคงใฎใ€ใ”ใๆ™ฎ้€šใฎ่ตคใ„ๆœจใฎๅฎŸใ ใ€‚ ไป–ใซๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใŸใƒขใƒŽใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๆ—ฅใฎๅฝ“ใ‚‰ใชใ„่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใฎ้š…ใซใ€Žใ‚ณใ‚ฑใ€ใ‚„ใ€Žใ‚ซใƒ“ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ด ๆใ‚‚ๅฐ‘้‡ใ ใŒๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใฃใŸใ€‚ใพใŸใ€ ใ€Œ็ด ๆใ‚‚้›†ใพใฃใŸใ—ใ€่ฉฆใ—ใซ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ—ใฆใฟใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ ไฟบใฏ้™ฝใŒๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใฎๅœฐในใŸใซๅบงใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€ใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคฉ็งคใจใฏใ€ใฆใ“ใฎๅŽŸ็†ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆ่ณช้‡ใ‚’้‡ใ‚ŠใŸใ„็‰ฉไฝ“ใจ ไฝฟ็”จใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅคฉ็งคใŒๅ…ท็พๅŒ–ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใƒผใ€ ๅคฉ็งคใฎๅทฆๅณใฎไธŠ็šฟใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ไน—ใฃใฆใ„ใชใใ€ๅคฉ็งคใฎๅ‡่กกใฏไฟใŸใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ•ใฆใ€ใ•ใฃใใ้Œฌ้‡‘ใจใ„ใใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฏ็ด ๆใ‚„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚’ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใใฏไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใงใใ‚‹ใจ่จ˜ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ๅ…ƒใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่‰ฏใ„็‰ฉใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใ‚Šใ€ใพใŸใใฎ้€†ใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝใจใ„ใฃใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใพใ•ใซ้‰„ใ‚’้‡‘ใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซใตใ•ใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ ใ€‚ ใพใšใ€ไธ€็•ชๅ…ฅๆ‰‹้‡ใฎๅคšใ‹ใฃใŸใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฏใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใƒœใƒˆใƒซใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒ“ใƒณ่ฃฝใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚’ใใฎใพใพใ€ๅคฉ็งคใฎๅทฆใฎไธŠ็šฟใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎ้‡ใ•ใงๅคฉ็งคใŒๅ‚พใ‹ใชใ„ใฎใŒๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใพใใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงๆบ–ๅ‚™ใฏๆ•ดใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•! ็พŽๅฃฐใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏ่จชใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ†ใƒผใ‚€ใ€‚ไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ใ‚ธใƒƒใจ็œบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒฏใ‚คใƒณใƒœใƒˆใƒซใฃใฝใ„ๅฝขใฎใƒ“ใƒณใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๆฐดใ€‚ไธŠใซใฏใ‚ณใƒซใ‚ฏใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใงๆ “ใŒ้–‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใ ! ๆ “ใ‚’้–‹ๆ”พใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐ้Œฌ้‡‘ใฏใงใใชใ„? ใ‚ญใƒฅใƒใƒณใƒƒใจๅฐๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ‚ˆใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็ซ‹ใฆใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’้–‹ๅฐใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๅ†ใณๅทฆใฎไธŠ็šฟใซ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใพใŸใ—ใฆใ‚‚็„กๅๅฟœใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ„ใ†ใ“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใจใฏๆ€ใ†ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ่–„ใฃใบใ‚‰ใ„ไธŠ็šฟใซ็›ดๆŽฅๆฐดใ‚’ใ“ใผใ™ใจใ‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช? ๆฐดใฏ12ๆœฌใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€1ๆœฌใใ‚‰ใ„็„ก้ง„ใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ‚†ใฃใใ‚Šใจใƒ“ใƒณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใ€ๆฐดใ‚’ๅคฉ็งค็šฟใฎไธŠใซๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไธๆ€่ญฐใช็พ่ฑกใŒ่ตทใใŸใ€‚ ้‡ๅŠ›ใซๅพ“ใฃใฆๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใฃใŸๆฐดใฏใ€็šฟใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใง่ฝไธ‹้‹ๅ‹•ใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใใฎใพใพ็ฉบไธญใง็ƒไฝ“็Šถใซๅค‰ๅŒ–ใ—ใ€ใจใฉใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๆ›ดใซใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎๅฎนๅ™จใงใ‚ใฃใŸใƒ“ใƒณใฏใ€ไธญ่บซใŒ็ฉบใซใชใ‚‹ใจ็™ฝใ„ใ‚จใƒ•ใ‚งใ‚ฏใƒˆใจๅ…ฑใซๆถˆๅคฑใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„......ใพใ•ใซใ€ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผใ ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆฐด็ƒใŒๆตฎ้Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทฆ็šฟๅดใฎๆ–นใธใ€ๅคฉ็งคใฏ ๅคฉ็งคใŒๅ‚พใ = ใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใฎ็ด ๆใจใ—ใฆ่ช่ญ˜ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใจใ„ใ†ๆŽจ่ซ–ใ‚’ใŸใฆใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ใใ‚ใใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†็ ”็ฉถใฃใฝใ„ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใงใ€ๆฎต้šŽใ‚’่ธใ‚“ใง่งฃๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใฏใ€ใ„ใ‹ใซใ‚‚้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฃใฝใ„ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ใงใฏใ€ๅ†ไธ‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆฐด็ƒใ‚‚ๅคฉ็งคใ‚‚ๆฒˆ้ป™ใฎใพใพใ ใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šใ€ใพใ ไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ด ๆใฏใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใพใ ่ซฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ—ฉใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ ็ด ๆใฎ็ฝฎใๆ–นใฏๅทฅๅคซใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚‚็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใ€็™บๅ‹•ใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใฎใซไฝ•ๆ•…ใ€ๅค‰ๅŒ–ใŒ่ตทใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ่€ƒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏๅ˜็ด”ใซ็‰ฉ้‡ใŒ่ถณใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใ—ใ‹ๆ€ใ„ใคใ‹ใชใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ๆฌกใ€…ใจใƒ“ใƒณใ‚’็ฉบใ‘ใ€ๆฐด็ƒไฝ“ใซๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ๆฐด็ƒใฏใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๅคงใใใชใ‚Šใ€ใใ‚Œใซๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ—ใฆๆฐด็ƒใฎไธ‹ใซใ‚ใ‚‹็šฟใฎๅ‚พใใ‚‚ไธ€้š›ๅคงใใๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใชใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅคฉ็งค่‡ชไฝ“ใŒๅทจๅคงๅŒ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใ‚’10ๆœฌใ€็ฉบใ‘ใŸใจใๅค‰ๅŒ–ใฏใŠใใŸใ€‚ ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซๅ…ˆใปใฉใพใงใ€ๆฐด็ƒใŒๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅทฆ็šฟใฎๆ–นใŒๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€ไปŠใฏไธกๆ–นใฎ็šฟใŒๅนณ่กกใ ใ€‚ ๅทฆใฎ็šฟใซใฏใ€Žๆฐดร—10ใ€ๅˆ†ใฎๆฐด็ƒใ€ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅณใฎ็šฟใซใฏไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅญ˜ๅœจใ—ใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ไธกใฎ็šฟใฎ่ณช้‡ใฏๅŒ็ญ‰ใ ใจ็คบใ™ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ€ใ™ใชใ‚ใก! ๅค‰ๆ›ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝ็‰ˆ็ด ๆใŒๅณใฎ็šฟใซ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹! ็›ฎ่ซ–่ฆ‹้€šใ‚Šใ€ๅคฉ็งคใฏ็œฉใใฒใ‹ใ‚Šโ€”โ€”โ€”โ€” ๅทฆใซใ‚ใฃใŸๆฐด็ƒใฏๆถˆใˆใ€ๅณใฎ็šฟใฎไธŠใซใฏๆฟใฃใŸๆฐด็ƒใŒๆตฎ้Šใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ :ๆฐดร—10ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ๅคฑๆ•—: :ๆฑšๆฐดร—5ใŒใงใใŸ: :ใƒฌใ‚ทใƒ”ใซๆฐดร—10ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ๅคฑๆ•— โ†’ ๆฑšๆฐดร—5ใŒ่จ˜้Œฒใ•ใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ็„กๆƒ…ใชใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸใ€‚ ......ๅคฑๆ•—ใ€‚ ใƒปๆฑšๆฐดใ€ใใฃใŸใชใ„ๆฐดใ€‘ ใพใ€ใพใๅคฉ็งคใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ–นใจๅŽŸ็†ใŒๆŠŠๆกใงใใŸใ“ใจใ ใ—ใ€่‰ฏใ—ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒใฏใŠใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‹ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’่ฉฆใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใงใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ“ใจใ‚’ใพใจใ‚ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใพใšใ€็ด ๆใ‚’ใ‚ฐใƒฌใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใซใคใ„ใฆใ€‚ ๅทฆใฎ็šฟใซ็ด ๆใ‚’็ฝฎใใ€ๅคฉ็งคใŒๅ‡่กกใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงๅŒใ˜็ด ๆใ‚’็ฝฎใ็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ็ด ๆใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใฏไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใซๅฟ…่ฆใชๆ•ฐใŒ้•ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒณ็ณปใฏ3ๅ€‹ใ€ๅทฆใฎ็šฟใซ็ฝฎใ„ใŸใ‚‰ๅคฉ็งคใฏๅ‡่กกใ—ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใงใใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใฉใ‚“ใชไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ‚‚ๅค‰ๆ›ๅ‰ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็ทๆ•ฐใŒๆธ›ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใฏๅŒใ˜็ด ๆใ‚’ๅคง้‡ใซๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใ€1ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ฏไธŠใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’ไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‹......ใ€ ้€†ใซไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใซใคใ„ใฆใฏใ€ๅณใฎๅคฉ็งคใซ็ด ๆใ‚’ไธ€ใคไน—ใ›ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใ„ใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ใคไน—ใ›ใŸๆ™‚็‚นใงๅคฉ็งคใฏๅนณ่กกใ—ใ€ใ€Žไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚‚็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใฎๅคงใ„ใชใ‚‹็‰นๅพดใฏใ€ไธ€ใคใฎ็ด ๆใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๅค‰ๆ›็Ž‡ใŒๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ใ“ใจใ ใ€‚ ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ› ใตใ‚“ร—3 โ†’ ่–ซใ‚‹ใตใ‚“ร—1 ใ€ˆๆˆๅŠŸใ€‰ ใ†ใพใฎใตใ‚“ร—3 โ†’ ้ป’ใ„ๅกŠร—1 ใ€ˆๅคฑๆ•—ใ€‰ ใ†ใ—ใฎใตใ‚“ร—3 โ†’ ่Œถ่‰ฒใ„ๅกŠร—1 ใ€ˆๅคฑๆ•—ใ€‰ ้›‘่‰ร—5 โ†’ ๆธ…ๆฝ”่‰ร—1 ใ€ˆๆˆๅŠŸใ€‰ ใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸร—10 โ†’ ใ‚ฏใ‚บใฎๅฎŸร—1 ใ€ˆๅคฑๆ•—ใ€‰ ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ›ใ‚ˆใ€ๆˆๅŠŸใ™ใ‚‹ใซใ›ใ‚ˆๅ…ƒใจใชใ‚‹็ด ๆๆ•ฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใชใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆฌกใซไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ ใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸร—1 โ†’ ใƒใ‚ณใฎๅฎŸร—5 ใ€ˆๆˆๅŠŸใ€‰ ใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ€ไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใฏๅ…ƒใจใชใ‚‹็ด ๆๆ•ฐใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅข—ใˆใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฏไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใงใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใŒๅ›ณใ‚Œใ‚‹ไป–ใซใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’ใตใฃใฆใ‚ขใƒƒใƒ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใฏใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใŒไธŠๆ˜‡ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใจใซใ‹ใใ€ๆ‰‹ๆŒใกใฎ็ด ๆๅ…จใฆใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘็ด ๆใซไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฏใงใใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ๅฅฅใŒๆทฑใใ†ใชใฎใงใ€ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“่ฉฆใ—ใฆใ„ใใŸใ„ใ€‚ ็‰นใซใ€Žๆฐดใ€ใฎไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใŒใ€ใฉใ‚“ใช็ด ๆใ‚’็”Ÿใฟใ ใ™ใฎใ‹ๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้žๅธธใซๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใจใใ€ใตใจ่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใฎใ‚ฟใƒซใฎไธŠใซใƒ“ใƒณใŒไธ€ๆœฌ็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๆฐด!ใ€ ใŠใ‚Œใฏ่บŠ่บ‡ใ†ใ“ใจใชใใ€ใใฎใƒ“ใƒณใ‚’ๅฅชๅ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๆ—ฅ้™ฐ้“ใงๆฐดๅˆ†ใซ้ฃขใˆใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒไธ€ไบบใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใชใฃใฆใƒ“ใƒณใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใซๆ˜ ใฃใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ€Žๆฐดใ€ร—1ใ‚ฒใƒƒใƒˆใ ใœ! ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒญใ‚ฐใซๆตใ‚ŒใŸๆ–‡ใฏไฟกใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใƒขใƒŽใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดร—1ใ€ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€‚ ่ชฌๆ˜Žๆ–‡ใ‚’ใ™ใใซ่ชญใ‚€ใ€‚ ใƒปไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๆฐดใ‚ˆใ‚Š้€ใ้€šใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ไธŠ่ณชใชๅ‘ณใ‚ใ„ใ€‘ ใพใ•ใ‹......ใ€‚ ็ด ๆ—ฉใๅคฉ็งคใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใ€ใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ใ‚’ๅณใฎ็šฟใซๆณจใใ€‚ ้€ๆ˜ŽๅบฆใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใฎๆฐดใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซใ‚ใฃใฆใ€็ƒไฝ“ใŒ็พŽใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไปŠใฏใใ‚“ใชใฎใซๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅคฉ็งคใŒๅนณ่กกใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ€Žๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›!ใ€ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅณใฎ็šฟใฎ็ถบ้บ—ใช็ƒไฝ“ใฏๆถˆใˆๅคฑใ›ใ€ไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใซๅทฆใฎ็šฟใซ10ๅ€ใใ‚‰ใ„ๅคงใใชๆฐด็ƒใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใŸใ€‚ :ไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดร—1 โ†’ ๆฐดร—10 ไธ‹ไฝๅค‰ๆ›ๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใŠใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žๆฐดใ€ร—10ใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงใ€ŽไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ€ใ—ใฆใ€ใ‚„ใฃใจๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใฆๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚‹็ด ๆใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ใŒใ€้“็ซฏใซ่ฝใกใฆใ‚‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‹ใ—ใใชใ„ใ‹? ไธŠไฝๅค‰ๆ›ใ—ใฆใ€ใ€ŽไธŠ่ณชใชๆฐดใ€ร—1ใ‚’้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใใ“ใ‚‰ใธใ‚“ใซ่ฝใกใฆใ‚‹ใƒ“ใƒณใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใŸๆ–นใŒใ€้ฅใ‹ใซๅŠน็Ž‡ใŒใ‚ˆใ„ใจ......ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–้Œฌ้‡‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ„ๅ‘ณใ€‚ ใ€Ž้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๅฃฒใฃใฆใŠใใชใŒใ‚‰......ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใŒไฟบใซ้Œฌ้‡‘ใ‚ญใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใ€ˆ้Š…ใฎๅคฉ็งคใ€‰ใ‚’่ญฒใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใŒ่„ณ่ฃใ‚’ใ‚ˆใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใพใ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใŒใ‚ดใƒŸใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ ใจๆ–ญๅฎšใ™ใ‚‹ใซใฏๆ—ฉใ„ใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใช่™š็„กๆ„Ÿใซๅฑˆใ—ใฆใชใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใŠใผใคใ‹ใชใ„่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใงใ€่ทฏๅœฐ่ฃใ‹ใ‚‰่กจ้€šใ‚Šใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅๆฏ”ไพ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบใฎ่ถณๅ–ใ‚Šใฏ้‡ใ„ใ€‚ ๆฎ‹้‡‘200ใ‚จใ‚ฝใ€‚ ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใ‚ธใซใฏใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใง็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ—ใŸ็”จ้€”ไธๆ˜Žใช็ด ๆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ€‚ ใ‚„ใ‹ใ•ใซๅใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๆฒˆใ‚“ใงใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ปใƒณใƒใƒกใƒณใ‚ฟใƒซใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณๅ†…ใฎๆ™‚ๅˆปใŒๅค•ๆ–นใซๅทฎใ—ๆŽ›ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ๅค•ๆ—ฅใŒ่ก—ใ‚’่Œœ่‰ฒใซๆŸ“ใ‚ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๆšฎใ‚Œใชใšใ‚€็•ฐไธ–็•Œใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณใ‚ฟใ‚ธใƒผ้ขจใช่ก—ใงใ€็›ธๆ€็›ธๆ„›ใชไบŒไบบใ€‚ ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‚้“ใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚‹่ถณไธฆใฟใฏใ€่ปฝใ‚„ใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ไบŒไบบใฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใซใ ใ‘ใƒ”ใƒณใ‚ฏ่‰ฒใฎใ‚ชใƒผใƒฉใŒๅนป่ฆ–ใงใใ‚‹ใปใฉใ€ใƒชใ‚ขๅ……ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใƒใƒˆๅ……ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใŒๆผใ‚Œๅ‡บใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅฅฝใใชๅญใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใ€ใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ณใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ™ใ“ใจใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใซ......ใ€‚ ๅฅดใ‚‰ใจใใŸใ‚‰......ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏPvPใŒใƒกใ‚คใƒณใจ่ฌณใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒˆใจใƒ’ใƒˆใŒไบ‰ใ„ใ€ๅฅชใ„ๅˆใ†ไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒˆใฎๆฌฒๆœ›ใจๅธŒๆœ›ใŒๆธฆๅทปใใƒ‰ใ‚น้ป’ใ„ไธ–็•Œใ€‚ ๅนธใ›ใใ†ใซไธก้ ฌใ‚’ๆœฑ่‰ฒใซๆŸ“ใ‚ใ€ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€‚ ใƒใƒ‹ใƒผใƒˆใƒผใ‚นใƒˆใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็”˜ใ„ใ€ใจใ‚ใฃใจใ—ใŸ่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹็”ทๆ€งใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใƒคใƒผใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€‚ ใŠใ‚Œใฏใ“ใฎใ€Žใƒ„ใ‚ญใƒŽใƒ†ใ‚ขใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๅนปๆƒณใฎไธ–็•Œใงใ€ใƒชใ‚ขๅ……ใ‚’ๆป…ใ—ใฆใ„ใ“ใ†ใ€‚ ็พๅœจๆ™‚ๅˆปใฏ10ๆ™‚45ๅˆ†ใ€‚ ๅง‰ใจใฎๅˆๆตๆ™‚้–“ใพใงใ‚ใจ15ๅˆ†ใจใ€ๆ™‚้–“ใฏใพใ ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒ•ใƒƒใ€ ใใฃใจไปŠใฎไฟบใฏใ€็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚‰ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฌใ€ๆฅตๆ‚ช้ž้“ใชๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใŒ้ก”้ขใซๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไบŒไบบใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใธใจๆ…Ž้‡ใซใ€้Ÿณใ‚‚ใชใ่ฟ‘ใฅใใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ๅˆ€ใฎๆง‹ใˆใซๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็‹™ใ†ใฏใญใกใฃใ“ใๆŒ‡ใ‚’็ตกใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใƒชใ‚ขๅ……ใฎใ€ใƒใƒˆๅ……ใฎ็น‹ใŒใ‚ŒใŸๆ‰‹ใ€‚ ใใ“ใซใ€ใŠใ‚Œใฏๆœ€้€Ÿใฎใƒใƒงใƒƒใƒ—ใƒปใ‚จใƒณใ‚ฌใƒใƒงใ‚’ใตใ‚ŠใŠใ‚ใ—ใŸ! ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‰ใฎ็ธใฏไฟบใŒๆ–ญใกๅˆ‡ใ‚‹!
4 4 Stories Alchemy After registering as a friend with George, I followed "Hui Sword Shop Skills George". George, come on. "NPC shows the name, but the player can optionally show the name and set it to hide. I'm not hidden. This is a kind of measure that makes it hard to identify PvP as a player who is hostile because of its name alone, in a game that has a lot of PvP. It's a good consideration to have the skills to fake the look... ' That is. After all, this game, which has a lot of fighting between players, seems prone to remorse between players. In other words, there is also an element of identifying players solely by their appearance. When they become friends or are in combat, their character names appear regardless of their hidden settings. I'll just leave my name hidden. There were other fine setting items, but I skip reading them because they are so annoying. Later, no. By the way, even though it was the first day of service, George's LV was 10 because it was a beta test set, just like Yuki or Kouya. At the time of beta testing, the upper limit of the level seemed to be 10, with George at the highest level at the moment. It makes sense to have your own shop as of the first day of service. It seems that George is a production job and is empowered with decorative skills, and based on materials he has brought up in the dungeon, he produces and sells Hui Sword (arts), ornaments, and accessories to players. "Ha... okama" I also find it a little unfortunate that my first friend to remember is a colored black wolf in "Tsukinothea," a world of clan clans, but he seems like a good guy, so I kept him a friend for now. I'm like Nekama, too. I can't tell you anything about humans. What is Nekama? Real is a man, but within an online game, it is the generic name of someone who plays a woman. Now I may not be necama because I'm a woman in reality, but I definitely want to claim a man. When I go to City Hall/Hospital, I wonder if I will be judged to be a woman, after all... Ma, well...... Not now. No, that's not true. Forced to crush dark anxiety and regain consciousness to the game. Anyway, George is just a beta tester, and he's going to provide useful information if we stay friends. Sometimes there was such a deliberate part. And I'm in the middle of exploring Michelangelo, the first city of the Clan Clan. Rather, it is a search for materials that are likely to be used in alchemy. George, the sarcastic material can be collected in the field, outside the city, but can also be discovered in the city. The time now is 10: 20, and from the point of view of the 11: 00 rendezvous time with my sister, I will stop saying that I am on the field. The meeting place with my sister, "Church", has not been able to identify the location, so it is the policy to look for "Church" and also for materials. While I walk there properly, I sometimes find the contents of my bumps and crates beside the road. "You're falling all over." There were many patterns with nothing in them, but 'water' could be collected from the bumps and various things could be collected from the crates. "Miko Nut", "Phew", "Horse Phew", "Cow Phew", "Weed", etc. Water, hun, and weed are as the name suggests, but I have no idea what 'Mico fruit' is. Even if I read the description, it just says [nutritious fruit]. It's a very normal red nut that looks 2 centimeters big. Speaking of other unusual things, I also got a small amount of material called 'Coke' and 'Mold' in the corner of an alley that doesn't get sun. In addition, the cobblestone (Shiitake) had been turned over by some kind of impact, so I checked the crushing area and got some "hard stones". "We've gathered the materials, too, and I think I'll try and alchemize them" I sit on the ground in an alley where the sun can't reach me and use the Copper Balance. A scale is an instrument used to measure the mass of an object by hanging a hammer (stool) with an object that wants to weigh the mass using the principle of the object. At the same time as use, a balance is embodied from the item storage. "Ooh." There is nothing on the top plate on the left and right of the scale, and the balance of the scale is maintained. Well, shall we just call it alchemy? Ability "Conversion" is stated to be able to convert materials and items upwards or downwards. In other words, it would be possible to make the original material a better object or vice versa. Abilities worthy of alchemy, which transforms iron into gold. First, get the most 'water' out of the item storage. 'Water' was inside a bottle like a wine bottle. Keep that up and put it on the top plate to the left of the balance. I'm concerned that the weights of 'water' don't tilt the balance, but well. Now you should be ready. Activate Ability 'Conversion'! Beautiful voices don't make a difference. Hmm. What shouldn't I be? I gaze at the 'water'. Water placed in a bottle-like shaped bin. Upstairs the plug was closed with something like cork. Here it is! Can't you do the alchemy without opening the plug? Make a cup of creepy noise and I'll open the 'water'. Then place it on the top plate on the left again to activate the abilities. But once again, no response. What the hell happened? I don't think so, but it wouldn't be like spilling water directly onto this thin upper plate, would it? I have 12 bottles of water, so I decided I wouldn't mind wasting about one, and I slowly tip the bottle and pour the water over the balance dish. Then a strange phenomenon happened. The water flowing according to gravity stopped the falling motion before coming into contact with the dish. It changed spherically in the air and stayed there. Furthermore, the bin, which was a "water" container, disappeared with the white effect when the contents were emptied. "Wow... just fantasy" And to the left dish side where the water polo was floating, the balance seemed to lean (...). I'll try the reasoning that the balance leans = recognised as a material for 'conversion'. I'm getting kind of excited. This kind of research-like feeling, stepping through the stages to figure it out, doesn't it look like alchemy? Now try activating the recurring ability 'Conversion'. Water polo and balance remain silent. After all, something doesn't seem to be enough yet. It is also possible that the material 'water' cannot be 'converted' in the first place, but it should still be too soon to give up. I've devised a way to place the material. Abilities are also mastered and activated. Why hasn't it changed? What can be thought of is simply not enough quantity. That's all I could think of. I empty the bottles one after the other and pour them into the water polo. The water polo gets bigger and bigger, and proportionally, the inclination of the dish under the water polo sinks bigger and bigger. More importantly, the scale itself becomes huge. This... 10 bottles of 'water', the change was set aside when it was empty. Obviously, until earlier, the left dish with the water polo floating was more sinking, and now both dishes are in equilibrium. The left dish shows' water x 10 'worth of water balloons, and even though nothing is present on the opposite right dish, the mass of both dishes is equal. That is! Convert and the top version of 'Water' material will appear on the right dish! As you can see, the balance is a dazzling hiccup -. The water polo that was on the left disappeared and a cloudy water polo floated on the right plate. : Top conversion of water x 10, failed: : 5 x dirty water done: : Top conversion of water x 10, failure sewage x 5 was recorded in the recipe: A ruthless log came out. ... Failure. - Sewage [Clear Water] Ma, well, it's something I could grasp how to use the balance and how it works, and let's be good. But this is funny. Then I used the material in my hand several times to try the ability 'conversion'. So, to sum up what I found out, this is what happens. First, about the top conversion that upgrades the material. Place the material on the plate on the left and continue to place the same material until the balance is equilibrated. Depending on the material, the number required to convert upwards appears to be different. The Hun system had 3 pieces, and the balance could be equilibrated and converted to the top once it was placed on the left plate. And the total number of any top conversion is less than it was before the conversion. "Do you feel that superior conversion consumes a lot of the same material to create a material of one rank..." Conversely, for subordinate conversions, just put one material on the right scale. At the time of putting one on, the balance equilibrated and the 'subconversion' abilities were also activated. And a great feature of subconversion is that the conversion rate increases for one material. Upper Conversion Hmm x 3 Kaoru Hmm x 1 (Success) 3 x Uma Fun 1 x Black Chunk (Failure) Uchi no Fun x 3 Brown Chunk x 1 (Failure) 5 x Weeds 1 x Clean Grass (Success) Mico Fruit x 10 Scum Fruit x 1 (Fail) It was found that the upper conversion would be less than the original number of materials, whether successful or unsuccessful. Next is the subconversion. 1 x Mico Fruit 5 x Chico Fruit (Success) Therefore, it was found that the subconversion increases over the number of original materials. Skills can be leveled by using them, and they can be upgraded by using skill points. Apparently, the skill points are available when the character's level rises. Anyway, I can't go on with the alchemy any longer because I've used all the material in my hand for the alchemy material. But this seems pretty deep, so I want to try more and more. I am particularly curious as to what material the superior conversion of 'water' produces. Very concerned. That's when I realized there was a bottle of bin on top of the tar in the alley. "Water!" I will not hesitate to take the bottle. From the side (was), it would have looked like one girl starved of moisture in the shade, desperate to take a bottle. Now we're getting 'water' x 1! But the sentence that flowed into the log was an incredible thing. I got "1 x Fine Water". This, no way. Read the description immediately. - Fine water [clearer than normal water, with a fine taste] No way...... Quickly put out the balance and pour 'fine water' into the right plate. The transparency is more obvious than normal water and the spheres are twisted. No, not if you're impressed with that now. Make sure the balance is in equilibrium, and I activate 'Conversion'. "Subconversion! Then the beautiful sphere on the right plate disappeared and instead a water polo about 10 times larger appeared on the left plate. : 1 x Fine Water 10 x Lower Conversion Successful: Hey. Isn't it strange that "fine water", a material that you can finally succeed in obtaining by "converting" x 10 to the top with alchemy, is falling to the side of the road? He said it would be much more efficient to pick up a bottle falling in there than to convert it upwards and create "fine water" x 1 with alchemy... Meaning of purposefully alchemizing. "Alchemy is a garbage skill to sell..." Words cross my brain when George gave me the Alchemy Kit, the Copper Balance. No, it's still too early to determine that alchemy is a garbage skill. What gives in to such a sense of nothingness? I move from the alley to the front street in an irresistible foothold. In inverse proportions, my footsteps are heavy. 200 eso left. For item storage, all unknown material produced in alchemy. Contrary to the buzz around me, my feelings sank. As if to echo the sentimental mood, the time in the clan clan seems to have plunged into the evening, with the sunset dyeing the city in a sheer colour. Two compassionate people in a twilight, otherworldly fantasy-inspired city. The footsteps down the ramp between the two are light. As if, the more pink aura could only be visualized around the two of us, the more rear filled, no, nettle-filled atmosphere was leaking out. I could only leak my cunt in front of my favorite kid... If you come with them... This is the world of clan clans, where PvP is the main name. A world where humans and humans contend and take away from each other. Dos black world with human desires and hopes swirling. Happily dyed both cheeks in a pearlescent color, look at the smiling female player. Look at a male player with a sweeter, more soothing look than honey toast. I will destroy Leah's recharge in this fantastic world of Tuquinothea. The time now is 10: 45. With 15 minutes to rendezvous with my sister, I still have time. "Huh-uh." I'm sure I have an evil, outrageous smile on my face right now. I approach the back of both of them carefully and without sound. And turn your right hand into a knife stand. The aim is to tangle fingers, rear filled, netted spinning hands. There, I pretended to be the fastest chop engacho ever! I'll cut off your fringe!
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237่ฉฑ ไธŠๆต้šŽ็ดšใฎๅ—œใฟ(ๅนผๅฅณ) ๆœฌ้‚ธๅฎ…ใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใฎ็”ŸๆดปใŒๅง‹ใพใฃใฆไบŒๆ—ฅ้–“ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ ๅธธใซๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎไบบ้”ใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚‹็”Ÿๆดปใฏๆญฃ็›ดใ€็ชฎๅฑˆใจๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹้ขใ‚‚ๅคšใ€…ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ......ๅง‰ใจใฏใ“ใฎ้š›ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็Šถๆณใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงใ—ใพใŠใ†ใจใ„ใ†็ต่ซ–ใซ่‡ณใ‚Šใ€ๆ™ฎๆฎตใฏ่งฆใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใชใ„ไธŠๆต้šŽ็ดšใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ ช่ƒฝใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ‚Œใซไผดใ„่ฒด้‡ใชไฝ“้จ“ใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ€ไฝœๆณ•ใชใฉใ‚’ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎไบบ้–“ใซ็ฟ’ใ„ใพใใฃใŸใ€‚ ็†็”ฑไป˜ใ‘ใฏ็ฐกๅ˜ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žไธ€่ˆฌๅบถๆฐ‘ใฎ็”Ÿๆดปใซๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใฎใงใ€่‰ฒใ€…ใจๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใŒๅธฐใฃใฆๆฅใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ใใ‚Œใชใ‚Šใฎๅฝขใซใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใˆใฐๅฑ‹ๆ•ทใฎใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ•ใ‚“้”ใฏใ™ใ”ใๅ”ๅŠ›็š„ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใจใใซใ‚ปใƒใ‚น็ˆบใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ•™่‚ฒใฏใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€ๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใฎไฟบใงใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚„ใ™ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€็พŽใ—ใๆฐ—ๅ“ใซๆบ€ใกใŸๆท‘ๅฅณใฎๆŒจๆ‹ถใ€ใ‚ซใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ทใƒผใฏ่†ใ‚’่ปฝใใพใ’ใฆ่…ฐใ‹ใ‚‰่ƒŒไธญใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆไธ€ๆœฌใฎ็œŸใฃใ™ใใชๆฃ’ใŒๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ‚คใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใ—......่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใ€ไธŠๅ“ใซๆฑบใ‚โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€• ใฃใฆใ€็”ทใฎไฟบใŒๆท‘ๅฅณใฎ ๅ—œ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅคงๅค‰ใใ†ใ ใชใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅ‡„ใ„ใ“ใจใซใชใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใญใ‡ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏ้’็ฉบใŒๅบƒใŒใ‚‹ๆ™ฏ่ฆณใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ€ๅ‘‘ๆฐ—ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ“ใ“ใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ‚‚ๆœ‰ๆ•ฐใฎๅๆ‰€ใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใ€ใ€Žๆœฝใกใฌๅคงๆจนใ€ใจๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใŸๅทจๅคงๆจนใฎใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใ ใ€‚ใ€Žๆœฝใกใฌๅคงๆจนใ€ใฏๅทจๅคงใชใƒชใƒณใ‚ดใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅฎŸใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€ใใฎๅฎŸใฏ่…ใ‚‰ใšใซๆฐธ้ ใซๅฎŸใ‚Š็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใฎ็‰นๆ€งใซ็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‘ใ€ๅฎŸใฎไธญ่บซใ‚’ใใ‚Šใฌใ„ใฆ้•ทๆค…ๅญใ‚„ๆœบใ‚’ๅฝขไฝœใฃใŸๅ€‹ๆ€ง็š„ใชใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใชใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฎŸใฎ็‰‡ๅดใ‚’ใพใ‚‹ใ”ใจๅ‰Šใ„ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€้–‹ๆ”พ็š„ใช็ฉบ้–“ใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไธ€ใคใฎๅฎŸใŒไธ€ๅฎคๆ‰ฑใ„ใจใชใฃใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ๅฎŒๅ…จไบˆ็ด„ๅˆถใฎ้ซ˜็ดšใ‚ซใƒ•ใ‚งใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใซใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ“ใฃใฆ็”˜ใ„้ฆ™ใ‚ŠใŒใชใ‚“ใจใ‚‚ๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‹ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œใƒชใƒณใ‚ดใฟใŸใ„ใช้ฆ™ใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ๆค…ๅญใ‚‚ๆœบใ‚‚ใ€้ƒจๅฑ‹ใœใ‚“ใถใŒ่œ‚่œœใฟใŸใ„ใ ใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‘ใฉใƒ™ใ‚ฟใƒ™ใ‚ฟใ—ใชใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‹ใงใ‚ณใƒผใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒณใ‚ฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช? ใใ‚Œใซ้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€ใ•ใ™ใŒใฏ้ซ˜็ดšๅบ—ใ ใชใ€ ใกใชใฟใซใ“ใ“ใฏไฟบใฎใ‚ชใ‚ดใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใœใฃใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ็พๅฎŸใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ‚‚้‡‘ๆŒใกใซใชใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ไปŠใ‚„ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฏ้ ˜ๅœฐๆŒใกใฎไผฏ็ˆตๅฎถๅฝ“ไธปใ€‚ใ“ใฎไธญใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚จใ‚ฝใฏไธ€็•ชๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงไบŒไบบใซๅพก้ฆณ่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไบŒๆ—ฅ้–“ใฏไฟบใจๅง‰ใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณๆ™‚้–“ใฏๆธ›ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใงใใ‚‹ๆ™‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆไปŠใฏ่ฆชๅ‹้”ใจใฎๅ ฑๅ‘Šไผšใ ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€ๆ™ƒๅคœใ€ๅค•่ผใ€‚ใ“ใฎใƒใƒ‹ใƒผใƒŸใƒซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒ†ใ‚‚็พŽๅ‘ณใ—ใ„ใžใ€ ใ€Œใ‚“ใ‚“......ใฉใ‚Œใฉใ‚Œใ€‚ใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“็ตถๅ“ใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใพใ„ใช......ใ€ ่‡ณ็ฆใฎไธ€ๆ™‚ใ€‚ ใ€Œใตใ…ใƒผๆฅตๆฅฝๆฅตๆฅฝใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใ€่ฆช็ˆถใฟใŸใ„ใ ใžใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใงใ€ใใฎๅฐ่ฉžใจไป•่‰ใฏใ‚ฆใ‚ฑใ‚‹ใญใ€ ่‡ช็„ถไฝ“ใงไฟบใซใƒ„ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒŸใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹่ฆชๅ‹ไบŒไบบใ€‚ ๆ™ฎๆฎตใจๅŒใ˜้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใซไฟบใฏ ๅ …ใใชใ‚Šใ™ใŽใšใ€ไธๅฎ‰ใซๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹็„กใใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‹ใ‚„ใ‹ใซๆ™‚้–“ใฏๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฎถๆ—ใญใ‡ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏๅค‰ใซๆฐ—ใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚ใšใ€ไฟบใฎๆœ€ๅคงใฎๆ‡ธๅฟตไบ‹้ …ใซ่งฆใ‚Œใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใช......ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ๆ€–ใ„ใ€ ็ด ็›ดใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚Œใฐใ€่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฏ่ปฝใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ“ใผใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใœใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใใฃใจใ€ๆ€งๆ ผใพใงใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‚ใ€Žไธ–็•ŒใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใ„!ใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฎถๆ—ใซ่จ€ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ—ใฆๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆใใŸใ—ใญใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใฏๅ‰ไพ‹ใŒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใŒ็ตŒ้จ“ใ—ใฆใใŸใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใจๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ•ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅค•่ผใฏใ“ใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ใใ‚‹ๅฎถๆ—ใจใฎ่ช่ญ˜้ฝŸ้ฝฌใซๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ“ใจใฏใ‚ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใ ใ‘ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจๅญค็‹ฌๆ„Ÿใ‚’ๅ’Œใ‚‰ใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ“ใ„ใคใ‚‰ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ„ใ„ๅฅดใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏใฏใฃใ€‚ไฟบใฃใฆใ•ใ€ๅนธใ›่€…ใ ใชใใ€ ใปใ‚“ใ‚ใ‹ใจ็ฌ‘้ก”ใ‚’ไบŒไบบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใžใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใ่‡ช่ฆšใงใใŸใ‹ใ€ ใ€ŒไปŠๆ›ดใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ—ใชใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ไบบใŒๅฟƒๅบ•ๆ„Ÿ่ฌใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ™ใใซ่ชฟๅญใซใฎใฃใฆใใ‚‹่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒใกใ‚‡ใ“ใฃใจๆ‚”ใ—ใใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ็„ก่จ€ใงไบŒไบบใฎ่‚ฉใซๆ‹ณใ‚’ใใ‚Šใใ‚Šใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใชใซใใ‚Œใ€็—›ใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹ใใ™ใใฃใŸใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‘ใฉ?ใ€ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚นใจ็ฌ‘ใ†่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใซใฏ็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„ๆฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใจ้ก”ใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏไฟบใชใ‚Šใซใ€ๅฎถๆ—ใจๅ‘ใๅˆใŠใ†ใจๅฟƒใฎไธญใง่ช“ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใใ‚Œใจไฟบ้”ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ ฑๅ‘ŠใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใœใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ๆฅตไธŠใฎใŠ้…’ใฏใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใงใƒœใ‚ฏใ‚‰ใ‚‚
240 237 Stories Upper Class Preference (Toddler Girl) Two days have passed since the beginning of the life of the main mansion and the dots. Although there have always been many aspects of life surrounded by the people of the mansion that I honestly felt cramped... I came to the conclusion that I would enjoy the situation because it was this time with my sister, and that I would enjoy the life and doing things of the upper class that I would not normally be able to touch. And with that, we decided it was a valuable experience, and we learned how to do things from the people around us. Reasoning is easy. "I've gotten used to the lives of ordinary people, so I've forgotten a lot. I want to keep it in pretty shape before my fathers get back, 'said the help of the mansion, who was very cooperative. Especially Grandpa Sebastian's education was solid and easy for me to understand even as a beginner. Yes, a beautiful and elegant lady's greeting, Cartesy lightly lowered her knees and imagined that there was a single straight stick in it from her hips to her back... stretching her spine, elegantly deciding - I'm the lady's hobby. * "Sounds kind of tough." "That's kind of awesome." The best friends view the landscape with the blue sky and get a swallowing feeling. This is one of Clan Clan's most famous spots, the giant tree cafe known as The Great Tree of Decay. "The Great Tree of Decay" bears a huge apple-like fruit, the fruit of which, in fact, continues to bear fruit forever without rotting. It's a distinctive cafe with eyes for its properties and a long chair and desk shaped by creeping through the fruit. It is an open space due to the whole shredding of one side of the fruit. One fruit treats one room and is a luxury cafe with a full reservation. "Nevertheless, what a sweet scent it is here to calm the mood." "You smell like apples. The chairs, the desks, the rooms are like honey." "But I like the fact that it doesn't stick. Is it coated with something? And the view from the heights is amazing." "Quick story. That's a fancy store." This is my place, by the way. Because I've become rich, both in real life and in Clan Clan. Nowadays in the game the countess owner with territory. Eso has the most of these, so it's natural to treat them both. Me and my sister's login time has decreased over the past two days. But this is how I find when I can play Clan Clan and play a little game. And now it's a briefing with my best friends. "Come on, shaking night, Evening Fai. This honey milk crate is delicious too." "Mmm... which one. Yeah, yeah, that's great." "Not really..." Blessed temp. "Phew. Extremely fun." "Tallo, you look like my father." "It looks like the dialogue and tricks are awkward." Two of my best friends put a scratch on me in nature. I'm in the same atmosphere as usual. Time flies loosely without getting too hard and being squashed by anxiety. "So, you're finally tomorrow" "Family." The two of you don't care weirdly, they come into contact with my biggest concerns. "That's right...... honestly, I'm scared" If you give your honest thoughts, your best friends spilled a mild grin. "I know how that feels. But I'm sure you haven't changed your personality." "I also said, 'There's something wrong with the world! When I told my family, they were worried." Shaking night reassures me that the precedent is okay from the data I've been through. Evening Fai has so much to worry about perceptions with her upcoming family, it soothes my loneliness that I'm not the only one. These guys are really too good guys. "Ha. I'm a happy man." Turn a smile on both of you. "That's right. Are you finally aware of that?" "Not now, is it? Thank you, huh? Best friends who will be on track soon if people thank you sincerely. That's a little regrettable, and I silently let my fists slip around their shoulders. "What, it hurts or it tickles me? "Quick story, stop it" Look at the couscous and the laughing best friends and I'll be ready. Tomorrow I will be face-to-face with my father, mother and Michelle. I made a vow in my heart to face my family. "Oh, and we have a report for you, too." "Yeah, yeah. I finally got the best liquor. This will help us fight."
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221่ฉฑ ้ญ”ๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใŠ่Œถไผšใฎ่ช˜ใ„ ๆจฉๅŠ›ใฎๆจชๆšดใซๆŠ—ใ†ใซใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใง็พๅฎŸใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ใจใ„ใ†็ต่ซ–ใซ่กŒใใคใ„ใŸไฟบ้”ใฏใ•ใฃใใใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใธใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ˆใ—! ไฟบ้”ใฏๅฟ…ใšๆฅตไธŠใฎ้…’ใ‚’ๆŽขใ—ใ ใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใƒœใ‚ฏ้”ใซๅฟ…่ฆใชใฎใฏๆœ€้ซ˜ใฎ็พŽ้…’ใ ใ‚ˆใญ! ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆ–นใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใฃใฆ!ใ€ ใˆใ€ใกใ‚‡ใ€ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€‚ใชใœใซใŠ้…’!? ๆ™ƒๅคœใจๅค•่ผใฏๅ‡„ใ„ๆฐ—ๅˆใ„ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใŸๅฝข็›ธใงใ€ๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ‹ใ‚‰้ฃ›ใณๅ‡บใ—ใฆ่กŒใฃใŸใ€‚ใŠๅ‰้”ใฏใ„ใคใ‹ใ‚‰้…’ไนฑใซใชใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใจ็ชใฃ่พผใ‚€ๆš‡ใ‚‚ใชใ„็จ‹ใซใ‚นใƒ”ใƒผใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ้šฃใซ็ซ‹ใคๅง‰ใจ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใฎ่ตฐใ‚ŠๅŽปใ‚‹ๅพŒใ‚ๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹้€ใ‚‹ไป–ใชใใ€ไฟบใฏใƒใ‚ซใƒผใƒณใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€็งใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๅˆฉ็”จใ—ใฆ็พๅฎŸใ‚’ๆ”นๅค‰ใ—ใฆใ„ใใชใฉ......ใ€ ๅง‰ใซ่–ใ‚คใƒชใ‚นๅญฆๅœ’ใงใฎ่ฉณ็ดฐใ‚’่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅง‰ใฏใšใฃใจ้›ฃใ—ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใพใพใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒๅŽปใ‚Œใฐ็›ธๅฅฝใ‚’ใƒˆใƒญใƒณใจๆบถใ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบใซๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ“ใฎไปถใซ้–ขใ—ใฆใฏๅคง่ณ›ๆˆใ ใ‚ใ€‚็งใฎๅคช้ƒŽใ‚’ๅ…จๅฏฎๅˆถใฎๅญฆๆ กใซใ‚„ใ‚‹ใชใฉ่จ€่ชž้“ๆ–ญใญใ€‚ๅฟ…ใšใ‚„ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๅผฑใฟใ‚’ๆกใฃใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚!ใ€ ้ฌผๆฐ—่ฟซใ‚‹ๆฐ—ๆฆ‚ใ€ๅง‰ใฏ็ ”ใŽๆพ„ใพใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅˆƒใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’่™š็ฉบใธใจๆตฎใ‹ในใ€ๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใ‚’็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŠใใ‚‰ใ็š‡ๅคชๅญๆฎฟไธ‹ใ‚’ๅนป่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใซ้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ€Žๆฐด้–€ๅ›žๅปŠใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ่ก—ใ€ใ€ๆ˜จๆ—ฅใซ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใฃใŸๆ–ฐใ—ใ„้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚็งใฏใใ“ใซ่กŒใใ‚ใ€ ๅง‰ใฎ็‹™ใ„ใฏใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใธใฎๅฏพๆŠ—ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใจใ€ๅผฑ็‚นใฎๆจก็ดขใ ใ€‚ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใจ่จ€ใˆใฐใ€้›ทใจ็ซใ€‚็ซใฎๅผฑ็‚นใจใ„ใˆใฐๆฐดใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒใซๅŠ ใˆใฆใ€็ด”็ฒ‹ใชใ‚‹ๆฐดใฏ้›ปๆฐ—ใ‚’้€šใ•ใชใ„ใ€ใคใพใ‚Š้›ทใ‚’็„กๅŠนๅŒ–ใงใใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใจๆฏๅทปใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ๆ–ฐใ—ใ็™บ่ฆ‹ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใ€Žๆฐด้–€ๅ›žๅปŠใ‚ขใ‚ฏใ‚ขใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ่ก—ใ€ใฏใ€้’ๅฑžๆ€งใ€็‰นใซๆฐด้ญ”ๆณ•ใŒ็››ใ‚“ใช่ก—ใ‚‰ใ—ใใ€ใใ“ใซ็‚Ž็š‡ๅฎถใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ๆ‰“้–‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๆ‰‹ๆฎตใŒ้š ใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจๅง‰ใฏ่ธใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็‚Žใจ้›ทใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ† ๅ‚ญๅ…ต ใพใใ€ไฟบใจใ—ใฆใฏๅŠฉใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใ‚‚่จ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใฎๆ–นใ‚‚้ ‘ๅผตใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใฏไธ€ไบบใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใพใใ“ใ‚Œใ‚‚ไบˆๅฎš่ชฟๅ’Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใชใซใ›่ฉฑใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ็ตๆžœใ€ไฟบใŒๅ—ใ‘ๆŒใคๆ‹…ๅฝ“? ใฏใ€Žใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎ่ตทใ“ใ‚Šใ€ใใฎ่ตทๆบใฎ็ฉถๆ˜Žใ€ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใฎๆ นๆบใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ใคใ‹ใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใ‚’ๆบใ•ใถใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใฏ? ใจใ„ใ†ๆŽจๆธฌใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆตใ‚ŒใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ่ตทๆบใชใ‚“ใฆใ‚‚ใฎใ‚’ๆŽขใ‚‹ใซใฏ็ตถๅฏพใซใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใจๆŽฅ่งฆใ™ใ‚‹ๅฟ…่ฆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใงใฎใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅฅณ็Ž‹ใจ่ฆชใ—ใ„ไฟบใŒไธ€็•ชใฎ้ฉไปป่€…ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซๅฅณ็Ž‹้™›ไธ‹ใซใŠ็›ฎ้€šใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€ไป–ใฎ็‹ฌ่‡ชใƒซใƒผใƒˆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆŽขใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰......ใ‚„ใฃใฆใŠใในใใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€ ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซ่ชฐใ‚‚ใ„ใชใใชใฃใŸใ‹็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€Ž้’ใ่ณข่€…ใฎๆฉๅฏตใ€ใจใ„ใ†ๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ็ดฐใฃใ“ใ„ไธญๆŒ‡ใซใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใง็ฉบ็Œ›ใ่ณขไบบใจใฎๅ้ซ˜ใ„NPCใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจไผš่ฉฑใŒใงใใ‚‹ใฏใšใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚Œ? ใ‚ใ‚Œใ‚Œใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใ็งใŒใ‚ใ’ใŸๆŒ‡่ผชใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ‚“ใ ใ€ไฝฟใฃใŸใฎใญใ€ ๆ„Ÿๅบฆ่‰ฏๅฅฝใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใฎใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใŠ่žใใ—ใŸใ„ไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ™ใŒใ€ ใ€Žไฝ•ใ‹ใช? ไฝ•ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฏ้•ทๅฏฟ็จฎใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚จใƒซใƒ•ใฎ่ก€ใ‚‚ๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹่บซใ€‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใชใ‚‰ใฐ้•ทใ็”Ÿใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅˆ†ใ€ๆญดๅฒใซใฏ่ฉณใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ˜ๆ†ถใจ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅพ—็ญ–ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚คใ‚ฐใƒ‹ใƒˆใƒผใƒซ็Ž‹ๅฎถใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉณใ—ใ็ŸฅใฃใฆใŸใ‚Šใ—ใพใ™?ใ€ ใ€Žไฟ—ใซ็ฉบไธญ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใชใ‚“ใฆๅ‘ผใฐใ‚ŒใฆใŸใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใญใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’้š ใใ†ใ€็งใ‚‚ใ‚ใใ“ใฎๅญฆ้™ขๅ‡บ่บซใ ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ—ใฆใญ?ใ€ ่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใฎๅญฆใณ่ˆŽใŒใ‚ใ‚‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ ใฃใฆ!? ใ€Žใ‚ใฎ่ฉณใ—ใๆ•™ใˆใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ„ใจใ‚‚ใ€ใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๅฏพไพกใจใ—ใฆใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใซใฏใกใ‚‡ใ“ใฃใจๅƒใ„ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใŠใฃใ‹ใชใƒผ?ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ„ใ„ใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ใพใšใฏโ€•โ€•ๅˆๅพŒใฎใŠ่Œถไผšใซใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’ใ”ๆ‹›ๅพ…ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใŠใ†ใ‹ใชใ€‚ใŸใพใซใฏๅ…ˆ็”ŸใจๅŠฉๆ‰‹ใงใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ทใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚‚ๅคงไบ‹ใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†?ใ€ ใ€Ž็ตๆ™ถๅ’ฒใ็ง˜ใ‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅผพใ‚€ๅฃฐใ€‚ ่ณข่€…ใฎใ†ใใ†ใใจใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใŒ้€š่ฉฑ่ถŠใ—ใงใ‚‚ไผใ‚ใฃใฆๆฅใŸใ€‚
223 221 Stories Witch To Tea Party Invitation We have just logged into the Clan Clan to conclude that the only way to combat tyranny of power is to change reality in the game. "All right! We're always looking for the best liquor! "What we need is the best wine! Good luck, Shintaro! Oh, hey, wait. Why alcohol!? Shaking Night and Evening Fai were tremendously temperamental shapes that jumped out of the pioneering city of Michelangelo. You guys were so fast that you didn't have time to rush in to see when you got drunk. Besides dropping off the running back of my sister and my best friends standing next door, I'll be a poker. "Taro, I use games to alter reality, etc..." Since I told my sister the details at St. Illis School, my sister has remained with a much more difficult look. But if my best friends leave, they'll melt the rapport with Tron and smile at me. "... I agree with you on this matter. Do my Taro to an all-door school or something. I will definitely let you grasp the weakness of the Ignitol royal family! The impending temper, her sister grins like a sharpened blade into the void, looking in the direction of the day after tomorrow. You must probably be visionary of His Royal Highness the Crown Prince. "" Watergate Corridor Aquarium Street, "a new city found yesterday. I'll be there." My sister's aim is to confront the Ignitol royal family and to explore weaknesses. Speaking of Ignitol royalty, thunder and fire. When it comes to the weakness of fire, it's water. Besides that, pure water doesn't go through electricity, which means it seems to be breathing when you find a means by which you can deactivate thunder. The newly discovered "Watergate Corridor Aquarium Street" appears to be a city full of blue attributes, especially water magic, where my sister seems to be treading that the means to unlock flaming royal skills may be hidden. "When it comes to countermeasures research on mercenaries (players) who deal with flames and thunder, the" Neck Hunting Madness "guys will convince you, too." My sister took advantage of the position of captain and seems to be completely privatizing the mercenary regiment (clan). Well, as far as I'm concerned, it helps, so I won't say anything. "Then Taro will do his best." That's how I became alone. Well, this is also planned harmony. Anyway, as a result of the discussion, the person I'm in charge of? is "The Occurrence of the Royal Ignitol, an Investigation of its Origin". If the roots of the Ignitol royal family grab something, it could rock the Ignitol royal family in the game? This flow came from the speculation that It is absolutely necessary to come into contact with the Royal Ignitol to explore its origins. I'm close to Queen Ignitol in the game, so I'm the best suitor. "But before you go to Her Majesty Queen Ignitol, if you can explore from other unique routes... you should do it" That's how I made sure no one was around me. I took out the ring called 'Grace of the Blue Sage' and put it on my fine middle finger. Now you should be able to have a conversation with Mr. Missora, the famous NPC with the Sky Fierce Sage. "Hello, Mr. Missora? "Is there? That's Taro. You just used the ring I gave you, you used it. ' Sensitive. "Um, I need to ask you a few questions." "What is it? I don't know. ' Mr. Mithola also contains the blood of an elf, a long-lived species. If so, you may be familiar with history for a long time to live. It would be a good idea to rely on her memory and knowledge. Do you know more about the Ignitol royal family? "They used to call you a city in the air. What am I supposed to hide, if I'm from that college over there, too? Even in a city with a sage misola studio!? 'Can you tell me more about that? 'Fine, fine. Well, then, as a consideration, Taro, would you like my assistant to work a little? 'Of course it is. What should I do? 'Well, first off - I guess I'll invite Taro to the tea party this afternoon. Sometimes you're a teacher and an assistant, and skinship's important, right? "I'm inviting you to a tea party in the crystal blooming secret garden, the gemstone-bearing forest." Mr. Misora's bouncing voice. The sage's groaning mood came through the call.
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350่ฉฑ ็Šฏ็ฝช้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’่ฆ‹้€šใ™็Œซใฎ้ญ”็œผ(1) ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใ่ฆ‹ใชใ„ใ†ใกใซใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“ใฏใพใŸ่ปๅ‹ขใ‚’ใ“ใ—ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซๆง˜......ใใฎใŠไบŒไบบใฃใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚„ๆ€ฅไธŠๆ˜‡ใƒฉใƒณใ‚ญใƒณใ‚ฐๅธธ้€ฃใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใงใ™ใ‹!?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒฆใ‚ฆๅ›ใ‚„ใ‚ณใ‚ฆๅ›ใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญๅ›ใฏใ„ใคใ‚‚็™บๆƒณใฎๆ–œใ‚ไธŠใ‚’่กŒใใฃใฆ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸๆ„ๅ‘ณใŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใƒผใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใจๅˆๆตใ—ใŸ้€”็ซฏใ€3ไบบใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒซใ‚นใ‚„ใใฎ่ญท่ก›ใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๅฟƒๅบ•้ฉšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆง˜ๅญใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ไฟบใฏใใ‚“ใช3ไบบใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚„ใƒซใƒซใ‚นใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚กใƒณ่ญท่ก›ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใจใ‚‚ๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ใ€‚ใใ“ใฏใ‹ใจใชใ่ญท่ก›ใ•ใ‚“ใŸใกใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹็œผใŒ่ผใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚็„ก็†ใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ใ“ใ“ใซใฏ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณ้›†ๅ›ฃใŒๅ‹ขใžใ‚ใ„ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ๆ˜”ใฎไฟบใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ“ใฎๅ ดใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‘ใง้ ญใŒใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒฉใ—ใใ†ใชใปใฉ็ทŠๅผตใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ไปŠใจใชใฃใฆใฏไฟบใ‚‚ใใฎ่ผชใฎๅ†…ใฎ1ไบบใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใง......ๆ…ฃใ‚Œใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆ€–ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰? ใใกใ‚‰ใฎใŠๅฌขใ•ใ‚“ใฏ......ไปฅๅ‰ใ‚‚ใŠ่ฆ‹ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ—ใพใ—ใŸใ‚ใญ?ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚จใƒซใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใŸใฎใงใ€ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใพใ ็พฉๅฆนใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใ‚’ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ็ดนไป‹ใ™ใ‚‹ๆฉŸไผšใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใจใฎใŠไป˜ใๅˆใ„ใŒๆต…ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใชใ„ใฎใ‚‚ๅฝ“็„ถใงใ™ใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๅญใฏๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฎโ€”โ€”ใ€ ใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ซใƒŠใƒ ใ€‘ใถใ‚Šใ ใญ! ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅŠฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใƒผ!ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซใ‚จใƒซใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใŸ็Ÿขๅ…ˆใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใฎใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ‚จใƒซใธ่ฆชใ—ๆฐ—ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚€ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ€‚ๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใƒผ?ใ€ ใ‚จใƒซใ‚‚ใ‚จใƒซใงใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๅฆนใซใ—ใฆใฏ็ใ—ใใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซ้–ขๅฟƒใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้ ทใใ€‚ๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซไป–ไบบใซ็„ก้–ขๅฟƒใŒใƒ‡ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใชใ‚จใƒซใ ใŒใ€่ˆˆๅ‘ณใฎใ‚ใ‚‹ไบบ็‰ฉใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใจๅๅฟœใŒๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ“ใฏใ‹ใจใชใใ‚จใƒซใŒใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซๅ‰ใใ†ใชใฎใฏๆฐ—ใฎใ›ใ„ใ‹? ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚จใƒซใฎ็”Ÿๆ…‹็ณปใ†ใ‚“ใฌใ‚“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ใ€ใ•ใฃใ่žใๆจใฆใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใŒๅ‡บใŸใ‚ˆใญ? ็Ÿฅ่ญ˜ๆฌฒใฎๅกŠใ“ใจใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใพใ‚‹ใฃใใ‚ŠๅฃฐใŒ่ขซใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญๅ›ใซใฏ่จ€ใฃใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใญใ€‚ใˆใฃใจใ€ใƒ†ใ‚คใƒ ็ณปใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆŒใก? ใฎ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใ€ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎๅผŸๅญใ€ ใใ†ใ„ใˆใฐใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎๆ€่€ƒใ‚’1ๅ›ž้™ใ‚Š่ชญใฟๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ๅŒ่ชฟ่€…ใ€‘ใฃใฆ็งฐๅทใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ไปŠใงใฏใ‘ใฃใ“ใ†ใช็‰นๆฎŠใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’็ฟ’ๅพ—ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚Š? ใ‚จใƒซใฏๅตๅž‹ใฎใ‚ณใƒณใƒˆใƒญใƒผใƒฉใƒผใจๆŽฅ็ถšใงใใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๆ“ใ‚‹็‰นๆฎŠใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ€ ใ„ใคใฎ้–“ใซใ‹ใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅฅฝใใชๅŒ็ดš็”ŸใจๅฆนใŒไปฒ่‰ฏใใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ไบ‹ๆกˆใซ่ค‡้›‘ใชๅฟƒๅขƒใงใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€2ไบบใŒ่‰ฏๅฅฝใช้–ขไฟ‚ใ‚’็ฏ‰ใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰ๅ…„ใจใ—ใฆไธ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซๆ€ใ†ใฎใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆฐ—ใŒๆ—ฉใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใช? ใ€Œใƒ†ใ‚คใƒ ็ณปใฎใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ......ใปใ†ใปใ†ใ€ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒฉใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใƒŸใƒŠใฎ2ไบบใฏ่ˆˆๅ‘ณๆดฅใ€…ใงใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่ฉฑใซ่€ณใ‚’ๅ‚พใ‘ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใ€็ฃ็Ž‹ใฎๅคฉ้ชธใ‚ขใƒซใ‚ซใƒŠใƒ ใ€‘ใซใคใ„ใฆ่ฉณใ—ใ่žใๅ‡บใ—ใŸใ„ใจใ“ใ‚ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใฒใจใพใšใฏๅคง็ฝชๆฎบใ—ใฎใŸใ‚ใซ้›†ใพใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‹ใ‚‰็›ฎ็š„ใŒ็››ๅคงใซ้€ธใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๆˆปใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚จใƒซใจใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒไธ€็ท’ใซ้Šใ‚“ใงใŸใชใ‚“ใฆไฟบใจใ—ใฆใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‹ใŽใ‚Šใ ใ‚ˆใ€‚ๅคง็ฝชๆฎบใ—ใฎ้š›ใฏใ€2ไบบใฎ้€ฃๆบใจใ‹่ฆ‹ใฆใฟใŸใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใƒผ......ใ‚จใƒซใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจใฎ้€ฃๆบใฏ็งใซใฏใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅŽณใ—ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‚?ใ€ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใฏใพใ ใพใ ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใจไธ€็ท’ใ€ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ€ใŠๅ…„ใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใŠๅง‰ใกใ‚ƒใ ใ‘ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎ่žใ่พผใฟใชใ‚‰็งใซ! ใ„ใˆใ€็งใŸใกใซไปปใ›ใฆใ‚ฟใƒญๅ›!ใ€ ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใงใƒใƒณใƒƒใจ่‡ชไฟกใŸใฃใทใ‚Šใซ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใฎ็›ฎ็ทšใฎใ™ใใใฐใง็†ๆ€งใ‚’ใ‹ใไนฑใ™่†จใ‚‰ใฟใ‚’ๅผท่ชฟใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใปใ—ใ„ใ€‚็›ฎใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ ดใซๅ›ฐใ‚Šใพใ™! ใ€Œใˆใ€ใˆใฃใจใ€ใใฎ......่žใ่พผใฟ?ใ€ ใ€Œ่žใ่พผใฟใ ใ‘ใซ้™ใ‚‰ใšใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ๅ†…ใฎใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใ‚’็›ฃ่ฆ–ใงใใพใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใชใฎใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ใŸใ—ใจใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆ‰‹ใซใ‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใซๅฟ…่ฆใชๆƒ…ๅ ฑใ‚’็ถฒ็พ…ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใพใ™ใ€ 3ไบบใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’่ฉณใ—ใ่žใ‘ใฐใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใŸใกใฏใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใง โ—‡ ใ“ใ“ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใซ่ฆ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ ใŸใ‚‹ใ“ใฎไฟบใŒใ€ไฝ•ใฎๆ นๆ‹ ใ‚‚ใชใใƒ“ใƒ“ใ‚Šๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ‹ใ™ใชใ‚“ใฆไป–ใฎ้€ฃไธญใซ็Ÿฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ‚‰ใŠ็ฌ‘ใ„่‰ใ ใŒ......ๅฆ™ใชๆฐ—้…ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ขบใ‹ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆๆฒนๆ–ญใชใ‚‰ใญใˆ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ฐใƒชใƒผใƒ‰ใƒญใ‚ขใฏๅฟƒ้…ๆ€งใฃใฝใ€‚ใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘่ญฆๆˆ’ใ—ใฆใ‚Œใฐๅคงไธˆๅคซใฃใฝใ€ ใกใƒใƒƒ! ๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใฏๆทฑใพใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใญใˆใ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ใฉใฎ็œ‹็ ดใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใ‚’ไฝฟ็”จใ—ใฆใ‚‚่ฆ—ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๆฐ—้…ใฏใชใ„ใจใฎใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใ ใ—...... ใ“ใฎๆ„Ÿ่ฆšใฏ็ขบใ‹ใซใ€่ชฐใ‹ใซใคใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชโ€”โ€” ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ“ใฎไฟบใซๅ ดๆ‰€ใฎ็‰นๅฎšใ‚’่จฑใ•ใชใ„็ŠถๆณใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ไธ€ๆ™‚้–“ไปฅไธŠใ‚‚็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใชใ‚‹ใจโ€”โ€” ็›ธๅฝ“ใฎไฝฟใ„ๆ‰‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ซ‹ๆดพใชใ‚ขใ‚ธใƒˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ้ˆดใฎ้Ÿณใ‚’่ปขใŒใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽ้บ—ใชๅฃฐใŒใ€่ƒŒๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰้Ÿฟใ„ใŸไบ‹ใง็š„ไธญใ—ใกใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€ไธ€็•ชใ‚ใฃใฆใฏใปใ—ใใชใ„ๅ†…ๅฎนใงใ€‚ ๆœˆๅคœใ™ใ‚‰ๅฑŠใ‹ใชใ„ใ€ๅ››ๆ–นใŒๅปบ็‰ฉใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œๆš—ใๆนฟใฃใŸ็ฉบใๅœฐใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๆœˆๅ…‰ใŒ้™ใ‚Šๆณจใ„ใ ใฎใ‹ใจใ€้Œฏ่ฆšใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ„ใใ†ใชใปใฉใฎ่ผใใ‚’็บใฃใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒ2ไบบใ€‚ ใฎใ”ใจใใ€ๅฟฝ็„ถใจๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใŸๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆ่ƒŒ็ญ‹ใซๆ‚ชๅฏ’ใŒใ‚พใ‚ฏใƒชใจ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ˆŒๆ‰“ใกใ‚’ใ›ใšใซใฏใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ“ใ“ใฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใ‚‹ใ—ใ‹ใญใˆใชใ€‚ใ‚ฏใ‚ฝๅคฉไฝฟใฎๅ”็ชใช่จชๅ•ใซๅ†…ๅฟƒใฎๅ‹•ๆบใ‚’ใฒใŸ้š ใ—ใ€่ปฝใใŠใฉใ‘ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒ’ใƒ’ใƒƒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใŸไปŠๆ›ดใ€‚้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใพใงๅŒๆ–นๅนฒๆธ‰ใ—ใชใ„......ใใ‚Œใงๆ‰‹ๆ‰“ใกใ ใฃใŸใฏใšใ ใ‚ใ†ใŒ?ใ€ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ใใ‚“ใช็ด„ๆŸใ‚’ใ—ใŸไบ‹ๅฎŸใชใ„ใ—ใ€ไบ’ใ„ใฎๆ„ๆ€ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸ่ฆšใˆใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใƒฉใƒƒใ‚ญใƒผใƒปใƒซใƒใ‚ขใƒผใƒŽใŒๅ‡บ็พใ—ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใจๅ…ฑใซๆŽปใๆถˆใˆใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใชใ‚‹ในใๅคงไบบใ—ใใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ใ‚ณใ‚คใƒ„ใ‚‰ใจใ‚„ใ‚Šๅˆใ†ใฎใฏๅคšๅคงใชๆ่€—ใ‚’ๅผทใ„ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ๅคœๅ‰็ต„ใ€‘ใ‚„ใ€ ใ€ŽไฟบใŸใกใฏไปŠใฎใจใ“ใ‚ใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ฟใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ๆ„ๆ€ใฏใชใ„ใ€ ใ€ŽไฟบใŸใกใฏไบ‰ใ‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚้—˜ๆŠ€ๅ ดใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใŒ้–‹ๅง‹ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใพใงใฏใ€ ใ“ใฎ2ใคใฎไธปๅผตใ‚’ๅผทๅผ•ใซๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ•ใ›ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใชใŸใฏไปฅๅ‰ใ€ไฟบใซใ“ใ†่จ€ใ„ใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ€Žไฟบใซใฏใ€ใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใฃใฆใ€ใ€ ้™ใ‹ใซใ€ใฒใฉใ้™ใ‹ใชๅฃฐ้Ÿณใงๅคฉไฝฟใฏๅ‘Šใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ็›ธๆ‰‹ใฎ็ฉบๆฐ—ใซๅ‘‘ใพใ‚Œใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใŒ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใจใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅ…ˆๅ–ใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚“ใงใ€ใŠๅ‰ใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธ้œใซใ‚‚ใ€Žใ“ใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซใฏไฟบๆตใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ†ใ€ใฃใฆ่ฑช่ชžใ—ใฆใŸใฃใ‘ใ‹ใ€‚ใฃใฆใ€ใŠใ„......ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ไบ‹ๆƒ…ใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ—ใŸใ€‚ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€Žไฟบๆตใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใพใ™ใ€ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒชใจ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅคฉไฝฟใฎ้ก”ใซใฏใ€ไฟบใŒใฉใ†่จ€่‘‰ใงๅ–ใ‚Š็น•ใŠใ†ใŒๆˆฆใ„ใฏ้ฟใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใชใ„ใจใ€ๆฝฐใ™ใคใ‚‚ใ‚Šใ ใจ็‰ฉ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅ•็ญ”็„ก็”จใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฏใ‚ฝๅคฉไฝฟใŒใ€‚ใใฎใŠๅ‰ใŒ่จ€ใ†ใ€Žไฟบๆตใ€ใฃใฆใ‚„ใคใฏ......?ใ€ ใ€Œใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏใ€ๅคง็ฝชใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซๆŒใกใฎ ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใ“ใฎๅ…ˆไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚ใ‚ญใƒซใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๅฏๆ„›ใ‚‰ใ—ใๅฐ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใ—ใ’ใชใŒใ‚‰ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใฟใŸใ„ใช่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅฃ่ตฐใ‚‹็™ฝ้Š€ใฎๅคฉไฝฟใซใ€ๆ€ใ‚ใš่…ฐใŒๅผ•ใ‘ใกใพใ†ใฎใ‚‚็„ก็†ใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€ๆ‚ช้ญ”ใ‹ๅคฉไฝฟใ‹ใƒใƒƒใ‚ญใƒชใ—ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ไฟบใฎๆ–‡ๅฅใซๅฏพใ—ใ€ๅณๅบงใซ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ‚ˆใ“ใ—ใŸใฎใฏใ‚ฏใ‚ฝๅคฉไฝฟใฎ้šฃใงไฝ‡ใ‚€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็žฌ้–“ใ€ไฟบใฎ่ฆ–็•ŒใŒๅคงใใใถใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚
354 Episode 350: Cats Beat Greed (1) Oh, after a while, did Taro seize the army again? "Angel... are you two Krall's regulars on the soaring leaderboard!?" "I can see what Yu-kun and Kou-kun meant by saying that Taro-kun always goes diagonally above the idea..." As soon as they met again with Lily, Mina, and Toisan, they were deeply surprised to see Kras and his guards.I introduce Clara-chan and Lulus-chan to these three people, and I also exchange greetings with the fan guards.Not surprisingly, the eyes of the guards were shining. After all, there was a group of beautiful girls all over the place. I used to be so nervous just being here might have made me nervous, but now that I'm in one of those rings... it's scary to get used to it. "Huh? Your daughter... you've seen her before, right?" Lily looked at Elle and asked her questions, so she remembers that she didn't have the opportunity to properly introduce her sister-in-law, Michelle. "Lily has a shallow relationship with the angel, so it's only natural that she doesn't know."She's an angel- " "Wow, El-chan! It's the first time you've seen a [Beast King's Sky Skeleton] Arcanum!"It was really helpful at that time! " At the tip of the arrow where Mina wanted to introduce Elle to Lily, Twa spoke affectionately to Elle. Um, Twa. How are you? Elle also nodded in admiration for Toi-san, which is unusual for my sister.Elle is basically indifferent to others, but she may react quickly to people who are interested. And is it because of her imagination that Elle seemed to be so great to Ms. Twa? No, Elle's ecosystem is better than vomiting. You just came up with a word you can't ignore, right? A lump of knowledge, Clara-chan's voice is completely shrouded. "Oh, I didn't tell Taro."Um, do you have a Tame skill?There was a place where only the mercenaries (players) were invited, and El-chan was very helpful at that time. " "Twa, my disciple." Speaking of which, Mr. Tova has the title [Synchronizer] who can only read the thought of the monster he touched once, so maybe he has mastered some special skills now? Elle had a special ability to manipulate monsters connected to an egg-shaped controller.You said that you had mastered the title [Amusement Park Kid (Children)]...... At some point, I feel complicated about the case where my favorite classmate and sister get along, but I feel safe as a brother if the two have a good relationship. Was it a little early to think like that? Tame's skill... better. Clara and Mina are both curious and listening to Tois. Honestly, I'd like to learn more about the [Beast King's Skull Arcanum], but for the time being, I was gathered for the Great Sin Kill, so let's get back to the subject before the purpose deviates greatly. "As long as I'm happy that Elle and Twa were hanging out together."I would like to see the collaboration between the two people when killing for a felony. " "Ahh... maybe my cooperation with El-chan is a bit tough for me?" "There's more to this. You can fight with me, oniichan, only oniichan." "But if you want to hear about this city, ask me!"No, we'll take care of it, Taro! " Mr. Tois is so confident that he's stretched his chest out right in front of me. It's very cute, but I want you to stop emphasizing the disturbing bulge right next to my eyes.I'm having trouble seeing you! "Um, uh, um... listen?" "You can monitor anywhere in the city, not just just the interviews." "So, with me, Lily, and Twa, I'll cover all the information you need about the angel." If you listen to the three of them in detail, it seems that they have gained an unparalleled information network (...) in this city. * Recently, someone... no, I feel like I'm being watched by something. [Hell's Number (Orthros) Dog] If the others knew that I was the boss of the family, I'd scare them off for no reason, but... I'm sure I'd feel a strange sign. "I'll never be alarmed in this city..." "Greedor is worried about sex." As long as you're this vigilant, you'll be fine. " Shhhh! Your bad hunch just keeps getting worse. However, no matter which detection skill is used, the logs keep flowing saying that there is no sign of being peeped... I hope the pig bastard (Gratnio) is distracted, but that's not supposed to happen. This feeling is definitely attached to someone. Moreover, if this situation does not allow me to identify the location, it has been going on for more than an hour... You must be quite a user. Isn't that a fine thing to do? A beautiful voice that rolled the bell rang from behind. Moreover, it is the most unwanted content. A dark, wet clearing surrounded by buildings on all sides that can't even reach the moonlight. There were two girls with a glow that seemed to illuminate when moonlight fell on such a place. As if it was a haze, the chills ran sharply on the spine of the girls who suddenly appeared. I couldn't help but bang my tongue. But we have to switch here.Why don't you let the sudden visit of a damn angel drown you out? "Kihihihi, what's the matter now?" Until the start of the arena event, both sides won't interfere... so I guess it was handmade? " Of course, there is no fact that we made such an appointment, nor do we remember confirming each other's intentions. But after Lucky Luciano appeared and was scratched out with the angels, I thought I'd be as quiet as possible. In any case, it would be very damaging to fight them.It was a situation held back by strong enemies (rivals) such as [Night Fork Group] and [Fate Nostrado], and it was only negative for us. "We are not willing to touch you at this time." We don't fight. At least until the arena event starts. " "If I can force you to agree to these two claims..." "You said this to me before." To me, it doesn't suit this city. Quietly, with a terribly quiet voice, the angel tells us. I'm ahead of what the other person is trying to say before I'm swallowed in the air. "So, you were unassumingly saying, 'This city will match my style'?""Hey, hey... no way" "Yeah. Things have changed.That's why I'll let you follow my style On Nikoli and the smiling angel's face, he said that he was going to crush me, saying how I could fix it in words, but that fighting was inevitable. Apparently, no questions asked. "Fucking angel. Who do you call" me "...?" "For now, we've shifted to a policy of hunting down mercenaries (players) with heavy sin skills." Ah, I'll kill you many times in the future. It's no wonder that the silver angel who spoke the devilish language with a cute little neck, unexpectedly pulled his hips back. "You, the devil or the angel, be clear." It was the girl standing next to the fucking angel who immediately replied to my complaint. In the blink of an eye, my vision was shattered.
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132่ฉฑ ่ฟท่ตฐใ™ใ‚‹่Œœ ใˆใฃใจใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใ‚ใฎไบŒไบบใฃใฆใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅŠฉใฃไบบใ€็งใฎๆ•‘ๆดๆดปๅ‹•ใซๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸไบŒไบบใ‚’ใพใ˜ใพใ˜ใจ่ฆ‹ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใƒ’ใƒˆใฎ่‰ฏใ•ใใ†ใชๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใ„่กจๆƒ…ใฎ ไบŒไบบใฏใƒชใ‚ขใƒซใฎ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฎใพใพใงใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚ฏใƒชใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ‚“ใ ......ใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ ใ‘ใ€ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‹ใชใ‚Š้ฉšใ„ใกใ‚ƒใ†ใชใใ€‚ ๅฑใชใใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใชใ€‚ ใ“ใ‚“ใช่บซๅ…ƒใŒใƒใƒฌใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไบ‹ใ€ใใ‚Œใ“ใไปŠใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒไธ€ๆ–น็š„ใซใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใ ใฃใฆ็Ÿฅใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใงใ“ใฎไบบใŒใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใŒ่จ€ใฃใฆใŸๅˆๅฟƒ่€…ใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ข ใ‚™ใƒผใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚ˆใ€‚ใŠๅ‰ใ€ไบบๅŠฉใ‘ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ๅ ดๅˆใ‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใใ‚“ใŒใ€ใ„ใถใ‹ใ—ใ’ใซ็งใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฃใฆ่จ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‹ใ€ๅˆฅใซใ€ ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใตใใ‚Œใฃ้ขใซใชใฃใฆๆ™ƒๅคœใใ‚“ใฎ็‰ฉ่จ€ใ„ใซๆŠ—่ญฐใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€ๆ•™ๅฎคใงใฏๅ†ทๅพนใชๆ™ƒๅคœใใ‚“ใŒใ‚ฝใƒฏใ‚ฝใƒฏใŸใ˜ใŸใ˜ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใธใ‡ใƒผๆ„ๅค–ใ ใใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚......ใ“ใฎไธ‰ไบบใฎๆฐ—ๆ…ฃใ‚ŒใŸ้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใฆใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใใพใใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใพใ‚Šๆฐ—่ฒ ใ„้ŽใŽใšใ„ใ“ใ†ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚€ไบ‹ใ‚’ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Š็ฒพ็ฅž็š„ใซใใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใญใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใžใ€ใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€‚ใพใฃใŸใใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‹ใ‚‰้ฌผ็•œใƒกใ‚ฌใƒใฏใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใพใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใจใ€‚ๅฟƒ้…ใ—ใฆๆฅใฆใ‚„ใฃใŸใฎใซใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ€ ใใ‚“ใจไบŒไบบใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใจใใฏใ€ใ„ใคใ‚‚ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜......ใ€‚ ๆ™ƒๅคœใใ‚“ใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซๆŽดใฟใ‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ใ€ๅค•่ผใใ‚“ใŒใ‚ตใƒƒใจ้–“ใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆๅฃใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Šใˆใชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใƒผใฃใจใ€ใ‚นใƒˆใƒƒใƒ—ใ ใ‚ˆใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€‚ไปŠใฏๅˆๅฏพ้ขใฎไบบใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ—ใ€ใใฎใพใพใ„ใใจๅค‰ๆ…‹ใƒญใƒช็œผ้กใฎ็งฐๅทใŒใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใใ†ใ ใญๆ™ƒๅคœใใ‚“ใ€‚ใ ใฃใฆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏๅนผใใฆๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅฅณๅญใชใ‚“ใ ใ—ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅญใซไนฑๆšดใฏใ„ใ‘ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฏๆ€งๅˆฅใ‚’ๅค‰ใˆใฆใฎใ‚ญใƒฃใƒฉใ‚ฏใƒชใฏใงใใชใ„ใฏใšใ ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ็งใฏ็พๅฎŸใงใ‚‚ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅงฟใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅผ•ใฃๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚’่ฆšใˆใฆใ—ใพใ†......ใ€‚ ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆใ€ๆ—ฉใใ‚‚่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใจไผšใˆใ‚‹ใƒใƒฃใƒณใ‚นใชใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹ใช! ใงใ‚‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใพใ ็งใฏๅ…จ็„ถใคใ‚ˆใใชใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ‹ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ—ใ€ใŠไธ–่ฉฑใ•ใ‚Œใกใ‚ƒใ†ใฎใ‚‚้•ใ†ๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใฆ......ใงใ‚‚ไบŒไบบใฎ็น‹ใŒใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใ‚’็ดนไป‹ใ—ใฆๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ—ใ€ใ†ใƒผใ‚ใƒผใ€‚่ฟทใ†ใชใ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใใ†ใ ใ€‚ใใ‚ใใ‚ๅ‡บใฆๆฅใฆใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€RF4youใ€ ็งใŒใพใ”ใพใ”ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅค•่ผใใ‚“ใŒๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‚ตใƒƒใจไธŠใ’ใฆ่ชฐใ‹ใซๅˆๅ›ณใ‚’้€ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชไป•่‰ใ‚’ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ™ใ‚‹ใจไบŒไบบใฎๅพŒใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ฅใƒผใƒƒใจๅฝฑใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไฝ‡ใ‚€้’้ซชใฎๅฐ‘ๅนดใŒ็พใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใ€RF4youใ‚‚ๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ€ใ“ใ„ใคใฏๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚คใƒณใ—ใฆใใฆใชใ€‚ไธ‡ใŒไธ€ใ‚’่€ƒใˆใฆใ€RF4youใซๆฝœไผๅฝนใ‚’้ ผใ‚“ใงใŸใ‚“ใ ใœใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‰ใ€ใ€Ž้š ๅฏ†ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใฎใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠใŒใ‚Šใ™ใŽใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹? ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ–ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใชใ€ใฟใ‚“ใชใ€ ใ€Œ้–ฃไธ‹ใฎใƒ”ใƒณใƒใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅ–œใ‚“ใงๅ‡บๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Œ่ฟ‘ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใ“ใฃใกใซใใ‚‹ใชใ€ ใฏ้–ฃไธ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใ‚’ๆ„›ใงใ‚‹ใฎใŒ็”ŸใใŒใ„ใงใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใตใคใ†ใซใ‚ญใƒขใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใใ‚Œใ€ ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€‚ไธญๆ€ง็š„ใช็พŽๅฐ‘ๅนดใฃใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ‘ใฉ...... ใใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใฏๆ˜”ใ€ใ€ŽๅŽจไบŒ็—…ใ€ใ ใฃใŸใฃใฆ่žใ„ใŸไบ‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰......ใˆใƒผใฃใจๅŽจไบŒ็—…ใฎไบบใฏๅ€‹ๆ€ง็š„ใชๅๅ‰ใ‚’ใคใ‘ใŸใŒใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใฃใŸใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚นใƒˆใƒผใ‚ซใƒผ้ก˜ๆœ›ใ‚’ใ“ใ“ใงๅ‘Š็™ฝใ—ใฆใฉใ†ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ€ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅค‰ใชไบบใŒ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใชใฏใšใชใ„......ใ‚ˆใญ? ใงใ‚‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธญใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใฎใพใพใฎ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใ‚’ใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚? ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽๅ›ใฎไธ€้ƒจใฃใฆใ“ใจ? ใŸใ—ใ‹ใซใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ™ใ”ใใ€ๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ—ใ€‚ใ“ใ†ใ„ใ†ๅญใŒๅฎŸใฏใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใง......ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ๅ†…ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ‚Šใตใ‚Šๆง‹ใ‚ใšใƒ—ใƒฌใ‚คใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€‚ ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅนผใ„ๅญใซๅค‰ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใฃใฆ......ๆœ€ไฝŽใ€‚ ็งใ ใฃใฆ็พๅฎŸใ˜ใ‚ƒไฝœใฃใฆใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ็ชฎๅฑˆใ•ใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใ‚’่ฒทใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ‘ใฉใ€‚ ใ€ŒRF4youใ€ใใฎ่พบใซใ—ใฆใŠใ‘ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใ“ใ“ใฏใ”ๆ–ฐ่ฆใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ—ใ€ใŠไบ’ใ„ใซ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใฃใฆไบ‹ใงใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใช?ใ€ ๆ™ƒๅคœใใ‚“ใจๅค•่ผใใ‚“ใŒใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒผใƒซใชใ‚“ใจใ‹......่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใ‚’ๅฎน่ตฆใชใๅผ•ใใฏใŒใ—ใฆใ€็งใธใจ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใใ€ใ‚ใฎ้ ๆ…ฎใฎใชใ„ๅ‹•ไฝœใ€ใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šๆฐ—ๅฟƒ็Ÿฅใ‚ŒใŸไปฒใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใงใใชใ„ใ‚ˆใญ......ใ†ใ‚ใ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏใ‚ณใ‚ฆใ€ ไบŒไบบใฏ็ฌ‘้ก”ใงๆŒจๆ‹ถใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฏRF4youใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใฏๅค‰ใชๆ•ฌ่ชžใ ใชใใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใซใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๅ–‹ใ‚Šๆ–นใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็”ทๅญใŒใ„ใŸๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉ......่ชฐใ ใฃใ‘ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒˆใƒฏใงใ™ใ€‚ใ‚ˆใ‚ใ—ใใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆ้”ใซใ€ๆ”นใพใฃใฆ่‡ชๅทฑ็ดนไป‹ใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅค‰ใชๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใ้›†ใพใฃใŸใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ—ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใญใ‡ใ€ ใ€Œๅฐๅฎ˜ใฏ้–ฃไธ‹ใซๅŒ่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใใ‚“ใชไธ‰ไบบใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใซใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฏใ€Žใ†ใƒผใ‚“ใ€ใจๅ”ธใ‚Šใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ„ใ„ๆกˆใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใƒใƒณใƒƒใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฉใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใฃใ‹ใใ ใ—ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠใ’ใจใ‹ใฉใ†? ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใ‚‚ใชใ‚‹ใ—ใ€‚ใฉใ†ใ‹ใชใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใ€Œใˆ? ใˆใฃใจ......ๅผทใใชใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฟใŸใ„ใชๅฅดใ‚‰ใŒ็พใ‚Œใฆใ‚‚ๆˆฆใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใ‚ŠใŸใ„ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใ†ใ‚“......ใ€ ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹็ตๅฑ€ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆœ€ๅˆใ‹ใ‚‰่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใŸใกใฎใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใช้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใ ใชใใ€ใชใ‚“ใฆ่ฟทใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจใ€‚ ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฎๅ•ใ„ๆŽ›ใ‘ใซใใ‚Œใžใ‚ŒใŒใ€ใ•ใฃใ•ใจ่ณ›ๅŒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฟบใฏๅˆฅใซๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใชใ€ ใ€Œใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซไธŠใ’ใญใƒผใ„ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ“ใฎ่พบใ ใจใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ๆดป็™บใช ใ€Œไปปๅ‹™้–‹ๅง‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใชใ€ ใ‚“ใ€ใŠไธ–่ฉฑใซใชใ‚Šใฃใฑใชใ—ใ‚‚ๆ‚ชใ„ใฎใงๆ–ญใ‚ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใช......ใชใ‚“ใฆไธ€็žฌ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ขใƒผใƒซใใ‚“ใŒ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใใ‚“ใฎ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅงฟใ ใจ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใฎใพใพ่ฆณๅฏŸใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ„ใ„ใ‹ใชใ€ใจใ‹ๆ‚ชใ„ไบ‹ใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ใคใ„ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ๅญฆๆ กใงใฏ่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใชใ„่จŠๅคช้ƒŽๅ›ใฎๅ†…้ขใ‚’ใ‚ณใƒƒใ‚ฝใƒชใจ่ฆ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ไปŠใฏ่ค‡้›‘ใชๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใง......ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชใ‚‚ใ‚„ใ‚‚ใ‚„ใจใ—ใŸๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’็‡ปใ‚‰ใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€็งใฏใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใ‚’ไธ‰ไบบใซๆ˜Žใ‹ใ™ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’้€ƒใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ†ใกใซใ€ๆ–น้‡ใฏใ™ใใซๆฑบใพใฃใฆใ—ใพใ„ใ€็งใŸใกใฏๅ…ˆ้ง†้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใ‚’ๅ‡บใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚
134 132 Stories Lost, Sy. Uh, that? Those two must be Yuki-kun and Koya-kun, right? I take a serious look at Taro's helper, the two of you who tried to participate in my rescue efforts. Evening glow with a soft expression that always seems good to humans. The two of them did character creations as they looked in real life... Just a little, no, I'm pretty surprised. Is it dangerous? Such an identity would be revealed, and now I'm a classmate on one side. "So this is the novice Tallo was talking about? "Ah, it's Taro. If you're helping people." Yuki-kun and Yuki-kun look at me a lot. "Yeah, I say Mr. Twa. All right, nothing." When Taro gets fluffy and protests against the shaky night tale, against her like that, the cold shaky night in the classroom is getting soggy. Heh. Surprise. But what is it... the atmosphere these three are used to, I always feel like I've been watching. "Well, let's not overfeel Koo too much either. Even though that happened, if you forget to enjoy the game, there's still something spiritual to come." "That's right, Koo. This is it, so the livestock glasses." "Oh, my God. I came here worried, and here's what I'm gonna do." Yes... when you and Shintaro are together, it's always like this... I think of the impossible as I watch the evening glow go in between and become a wall trying to grab Taro. "Ooh, it's a stop, Koo. Now there's someone I've met for the first time, and if I stay put, I'll get the title of perverted Lori glasses." Right. Night shake. 'Cause Taro is a young, pretty girl, and you shouldn't be abusive to her like that. This game shouldn't be sex-changing and characlying, and above all, firmly I see Taro even in real life. But I kind of just remember to hook up a little bit...... So, maybe this is your chance to meet Shintaro as soon as possible! But I haven't gotten any better yet, I don't know anything, and I feel different about being looked after... but I want you to introduce me to Shintaro from the connection between the two of us, uh-huh. I'm lost...... "Oh, yeah. It's time to come out, RF4you." As I was deceiving, Evening Shine did the trick of sapping up his right hand and sending a signal to someone. Then from behind the two, a blue-haired boy appears nestled like a shadow sooooo. "That, RF4you came too" "Oh, this guy's coming in later. Just in case, I asked RF4you to be a lurker." "Oh, isn't that too high a level of 'covert' skills? But thanks for taking the time, guys." "If it's your pinch, we'll be happy to go out." "Because it's close. Don't come any further." "But the magistrate lived to love a beautiful girl like you." "It's usually creepy, so stop it" Looks, yeah. I feel like a neutral beautiful boy... but I wonder if Shintaro wanted to look like this. But, um... you're kind of a little less tall for Shintaro... Oh, but I've heard from Yuki-kun that Shintaro used to be "Kitchen II Disease"... Er, people with Kitchen II Disease wanted to give it a unique name. "What are you gonna do, confess your stalking aspirations here?" But there can't be such a weird person as Shintaro...... right? But maybe he's playing Shintaro as he is because he's in the game? Hidden Shintaro, you mean part of you? True, Taro is amazing, and cute. I don't care if these kids are actually playing because they're in the game... But I can't believe you're skipping your weird gaze at such a young child... Shintaro... sucks. Even I feel cramped by myself just making it in real life, like I bought this game. "RF4you, keep it around." "Well, for now, there seems to be some newcomers here, so why don't we just introduce ourselves to each other? Jiao Night and Evening Shine came from Taro to Earl... he pulled Shintaro relentlessly and told me the story. Oh, that reluctant behavior, I knew we couldn't do it without a heartfelt friendship...... wow...... "I'm Koo." They greeted me with a smile. "I am RF4you" Shintaro is a weird tribute. I kind of feel like my classmate had a guy who talks like this... who is it? "It's Twa. Best regards," It was kind of weird to introduce myself to my classmates in a different way. "We got together because of this, and you want to do something? "That's right." "The dwarf is accompanied by His Excellency." To those three statements, Taro roared 'hmm' and pounded his hand to see if he had come up with any good ideas. "Because of this, how about a level increase? Not even for Mr. Twa. I don't know, Mr. Twa? "Huh? Uh... can you be strong? "Yeah, yeah, you want to be able to fight guys like that when they show up earlier, right? "That's, yeah......" I don't know, after all, what a lost atmosphere this is going to take care of Shintaro and the others from the beginning. Each one of them agrees with Talo's inquiry just now. "I don't mind." "I don't want to level up - fine. Around here, I figured, are you an active arr (...) lately? This is the beginning of the mission. Hmm, I guess I'll say no because I'm sorry I haven't been able to take care of you... What a moment I thought about it, but knowing that Earl was Shintaro's hidden appearance, I thought it might be a little good to keep observing it, or something bad. I'm glad I can get a costly peek inside of you that I can't see in school, but I'm in a complicated mood right now... I'm totally missing the time to reveal to the three of you that I'm a classmate because I was making you feel that way. In doing so, the policy was quickly decided, and we were to leave the pioneer city of Michelangelo.
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76่ฉฑ ้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒจใƒผใƒซใƒณ (1) ใ€Œๆš—ใ„ใญ......ใ€ ้—‡ใŒๅฃใ‚’ใฝใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ้–‹ใ‘ใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅ‘‘ใฟใ“ใ‚‚ใ†ใจๅพ…ใกๆง‹ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€ไธ‹ใธไธ‹ใธใจใใฎ ใŒๅฎŸ็›ดใชๆˆฆ้—˜้ขใฎๆ„่ฆ‹ใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅฏพๅ‡ฆใงใใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†็จ‹ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใชใ€ ๅพŒใ‚ใ‚’ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅœฐไธŠใฎๆ˜Ÿๆ˜Žใ‚Šใซ็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅœฐไธ‹้šŽๆฎตใฎๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ใปใ‚“ใฎใ‚ใšใ‹ใชๅ…‰ใŒๆผใ‚Œๅ‡บใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅ‡บๅฃใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใฏใ€ใใ“ใพใงๆทฑใ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’้™ใ‚ŠใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใŒใ€Žๆš—ใ„ใ€ใจ่จ€ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ€ใใฃใจใฟใ‚“ใชใฎๆฐ—ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ็ท ใ‚ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œ? ใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€ไฝ•ใ ใ‹ๅ…ˆใŒๆ˜Žใ‚‹ใใชใฃใฆใใฆใชใ„?ใ€ ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฏๅ‰ๆ–นใ‚’่ฆ—ใ่ฆ‹ใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ้กใธใจ็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€็›ฎใซใ—ใŸๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใ‚’ๅฃใซใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆทฑ็ด…ใฎไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใ‚’ๆ‹…ใŽใชใŠใ—ใŸใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€่‡จๆˆฆไฝ“ๅ‹ขใซๅ…ฅใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅพ…ใกไผใ›ใซใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใ‚’ไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใฎๆจชๅน…ใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆ็‹ญใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅคฉไบ•ใŒ้ซ˜ใ„้€ ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ๅฐใ•ใชใƒˆใƒณใƒใƒซใ˜ใฟใŸใ“ใฎ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ใ€็พๅœจใ€ไบŒๅˆ—ใซใชใฃใฆ้€ฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใฏ็ช็„ถๅบƒใ„ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅ‡บใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ“ใงๅพ…ๆฉŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŸใกใซ้›†ไธญๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ‰่ก›ใŒๆตดใณใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๆ‡ธๅฟตใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚Šใ‚‹้šŠๅˆ—ใฏใ€ๆœ€ใ‚‚ๅฎˆใ‚Šใฎๅ …ใ„ ใ€Œๆบ–ๅ‚™ไธ‡็ซฏใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใ€Žๅฝ่ฃ…ใ€ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงๅ…จ่บซใ‚’้ป’ใๆŸ“ใ‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎ่‰ฒใซๆบถใ‘่พผใ‚“ใ RF4-youใ“ใจใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฏ็Ÿญๅˆ€ใ‚’้š™ใชใๆง‹ใˆใ€ๅฟ่€…ใฎใ”ใจใไธญ่…ฐใงใ‚ฝใƒญใƒชใ‚ฝใƒญใƒชใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎๆจชใ‚’ๆญฉใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใใงใ™ใญใ€ๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพ......ใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใฎ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒ่ฟ‘ใฅใใซใคใ‚Œใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใฎ่จ€ใฃใŸ้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใšใ‹ใซ็™ฝใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ๆดž็ชŸใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชไฝœใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€้šŽๆฎตใฎๅ…ˆใฏใพใ ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใงใใชใ„ใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใฏๅบƒใ„็ฉบ้–“ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจไบˆๆธฌใงใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่‡ช็„ถใจใฟใ‚“ใชใฎ้€ฒใ‚€้€Ÿๅบฆใ‚‚ๆ…Ž้‡ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ......ใ€ ้šŽๆฎตใฎ็ต‚็€็‚นใซ็€ใใ€็›พใ‚’ๅ‰้ขใซๆง‹ใˆใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฌกใฎใ‚จใƒชใ‚ขใธใจ่ถณใ‚’่ธใฟ่พผใ‚“ใ  ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ๅฑ้™บใฏใชใ•ใใ†ใ ใจๅˆคๆ–ญใ—ใŸใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใ‚‚ใ€ไธกๆ‰‹ๅ‰ฃใฎๆŸ„ใซใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅณๆ‰‹ใ‚’้›ขใ—ใ€ๅพŒใ‚’่ฟฝใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฟบ้”ใฏๆš—ใ„็ฉดๅ€‰ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŠœใ‘ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€้šŽๆฎตใฎใใฎๅ…ˆใธใจ้€ฒใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใฎ็›ฎใซ้ฃ›ใณ่พผใ‚“ใงใใŸๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใฏใ€‚ ๅœฐไธ‹ใซใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ใคใฎๅคงๅœฐใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใจใ€้Œฏ่ฆšใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†็จ‹ใซๅคงใใช็ฉบ้–“ใŒๅบƒใŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใงๅœฐไธ‹ๅธๅ›ฝใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ‡......ใ€ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ้ซ˜ใ•ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฝใกใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใพใšใใ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใŒๅ‡บใฆใใŸๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅฃใฏใ€ๆ–ญๅด–็ตถๅฃใฎไธญ่…นใ‚ใŸใ‚Šใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰็ชใๅ‡บใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้€ฒใ‚€้šŽๆฎตใฏ็œผไธ‹ใธใจ็ถšใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆจ™้ซ˜200ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹้ซ˜ๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅปƒๅขŸใซๅ‘ใ‹ใฃใฆใ€‚ ใŒ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใซ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ›บๅฎšใ—ใŸใพใพใ€ใ‚†ใ‚‰ใกใƒผใซ็ญ”ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ—ฉใ„่ฉฑใŒใ€่ฝไธ‹ๅˆคๅฎšใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใงๅณๆญปใ ใชใ€ ็Œ›ๅจใ‚’ใตใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ไปฃใฏ็ซœใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅฅชใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ไปŠใงใฏ้—‡ใจๅ…ฑใซๅœฐไธ‹ใธใจใใฎๅงฟใ‚’ๆถˆใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€Žๅฅด้šทไบบใจๅทจไบบใฎ็Ž‹้ƒฝใ€ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใ ใ‘ใฉ......ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ“ใ‹ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ ใช......ใ€ ่ฆชๅ‹ใŸใกใŒใใ‚“ใชๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้™ใ‹ใ™ใŽใพใ™ใญใ€ ใ€Œ่ญฆๆˆ’ๅŽณไปคใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™ใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใจใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใŒๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’็กฌๅŒ–ใ•ใ›ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒๅทจไบบใŸใกใฎไฝๅ‡ฆใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใใ‚‰ใใ€้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ‹ใจใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ไฟบใจใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใง่€ƒๅฏŸใ‚’ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ ใจๆป…ใ‚“ใงใใ†ใชๆฐ—้…ใŒใทใ‚“ใทใ‚“ใ™ใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใ€ŒไธŠใŒใŠๅข“ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ—ใ•ใฃ......ใ‚ขใƒณใƒ‡ใƒƒใƒ‰็ฅญใ‚Šใจใ‹......?ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ใคใ„ใซๅงฟใ‚’ๆ‰ใˆใŸ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚’ใคใถใ•ใซ่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใŸใ‚ใ€ไฟบใฏ็™พ้จŽๅคœ่กŒใฎใฟใ‚“ใชใธใจ็ฐก็ด ใช่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅ…‰ใฏไฝ•ใ ใ‚ใ†......ใ€ ๆญฆ้ชจใซ่ง’ใฐใฃใŸๅปบ็‰ฉใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚็ซ‹ใกไธฆใณใ€ใใฎๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใฏใฒใฃใใ‚Šใจๆฏใ‚’ใฒใใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅฐใ•ใช็™ฝๅ…‰ไฝ“ใŒๆ‰€ใ€…ใซใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ใใฎ้ ผใ‚Šใชใ„ๅ…‰ใŒ็ฉบ่™šใชๅปบ้€ ็พคใฎไธ€้ƒจใ‚’ๆ˜ ใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ้ ็›ฎใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚‚ๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‹็จ‹ใซใ€็…งใ‚‰ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎถๅฑ‹ใฎไธ€ใคไธ€ใคใŒๅคงใใ„ใ€‚ ๅทจไบบใฎๅฑ…ไฝๅŒบใ ใฃใŸใ“ใจใฏ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใฎๅฅฅใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใฃใฆใ‚‚ๅคงใใช็ฅžๆฎฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅปบ็‰ฉใ‚‚ใ™ใ”ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใŒๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎๆœ€ๆทฑ้ƒจใซใฏใ“ใฎๅœฐไธ‹็ฉบ้–“ใฎๅคฉไบ•ใซๅฑŠใ‹ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๅทจๅคงใชๅปบ้€ ็‰ฉใŒใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใงใ‚‚่ฆ‹ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ‹? ใฉใกใ‚‰ใ‹ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ‚‰้ƒฝใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใฎใƒ•ใ‚ฃใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ“ใจใฏไธ€็›ฎไบ†็„ถใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚„ใฏใ‚Šๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใ‚‚่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸไบบ้ญ‚ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใช็‰ฉไฝ“ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚็›ฎใซไป˜ใใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ใใ‚Œใ‚‰ๆตฎ้Šใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบบ้ญ‚ใ‚’ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใซใพใๆ•ฃใ‚‰ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธŠ้ƒจใ‚’ใตใ‚ˆใตใ‚ˆใจๆตฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅญ˜ๅœจ......ๅ…‰ใ‚‹ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฒใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ไฝ•ใ‹ใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใชใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ‚‹ใงใ€ๆทฑๆตทใฎๅปƒๅขŸใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ‚“ใ™ใญใ‡ใ€ ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใ‚“ใช้ขจๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚ฒใฎๆ›ดใซไธŠ็ฉบใซใฏใ€ๆ•ฐๅŒนใฎ้ญšใŒ็ฉบไธญใ‚’ๆ–‡ๅญ—้€šใ‚Šๆณณใ„ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใฐใ„ใ‚ˆใญใ€ ไธ€ๅŒนใŒ็›ดๅพ„ใซใ—ใฆ30ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใฏใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ๅฐๅญฆๆ กใฎใƒ—ใƒผใƒซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅคงใใ„ใจๆ€ใˆใ‚‹ๅทจไฝ“ใ‚’ใ€ใชใ‚“ใ‚‰ไธๅฏๆ€่ญฐใชใ“ใจใฏใชใ„ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ†ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒใ‚‚ใฎ้ก”ใง้ƒฝๅธ‚ใฎไธŠใ‚’ใ‚†ใฃใŸใ‚Šใจๆณณใใใฎ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใฏใพใ•ใซๅŒ–ใ‘็‰ฉใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒฌใ‚’ๅ‹•ใ‹ใ™ใŸใณใซใ€ไธธใๅคงใใช่บซไฝ“ใŒๅฎ™็ฉบใ‚’้™ใ‹ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใใ€‚้ฑ—ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใชใƒขใƒŽใŒใŠใณใŸใ ใ—ใ็”Ÿใˆใฆใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎไธ€ๆžšไธ€ๆžšใŒๆฐดใซใ‚†ใ‚‰ใ‚ใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ†ใ”ใ‚ใใฎใฏไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅคงใใ็ชชใ‚“ใ ็œผๅญ”ใŒไบŒใคใ‚ใ‚‹้ก”ใ‚‰ใ—ใ้ƒจๅˆ†ใฎไธŠใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซใงใฃใ‹ใ„ใƒใƒงใ‚ฆใƒใƒณใ‚ขใƒณใ‚ณใ‚ฆ......ๅˆใ‚ใฆ่ฆ‹ใŸใ€ ใ€Œใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ€็ฉบไธญใซๆตฎใ„ใฆใพใ™ใ€ ใใ„ใคใŒใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ใชใ—ใซใ‚ฏใƒ‘ใƒผใฃใจๅฃใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚พใƒƒใจใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅคงใใชๆš—้—‡ใŒใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใซใฏ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚ŠใŸใใชใ„ใญใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ†ใ€้ฃŸในใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใใชใ„ใชใ€ 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ไฟบใฏ้šŽๆฎตใ‚’ไธ‹ใ‚‹้€”ไธญใงใ€ๆœ›้ ้กใ‚’็‰‡ๆ‰‹ใซ่ก—ใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’่ฆณๅฏŸใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ๅปบ็‰ฉใฎๅˆ้–“ใ‚’ๅพ˜ๅพŠใ™ใ‚‹ๅทจไบบใ‚‰ใ—ใ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใ‚’็›ฎ่ฆ–ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๆš—ใใฆใใฎๅ…จๅฎนใฏ็ชบใ„็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ขใƒฌใฏไธŠใฎๅข“ๅœฐใซใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้ชจใ ใ‚‰ใ‘ใฎ็”Ÿ็‰ฉใงใฏใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅŽšใฟ็š„ใซใ€ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจ่‚‰ใฎใคใ„ใŸๅญ˜ๅœจใ ใ€‚ ้”ใซ่ชฌๆ˜Žใ—ใŸใฎใ ใŒใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ไธๅฎ‰ใซๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้—‡ใซๆฝœใ‚€ๅทจไบบใ‹......ใ€ ใจใใŠใ‚Šใ€ใ‚บใ‚ทใƒณใ‚บใ‚ทใƒณใจ่ถณ้ŸณใŒ่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏใ€ๅฝผใ‚‰ใฎๅญ˜ๅœจใ‚’่จผๆ˜Žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซ้–“้•ใ„ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณๆŽข็ดขใ ใญใ€ ใ€Œๅบƒใ„ใจใ“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ่ฆ‹ใคใ‹ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ—ใ€ใจใ‚Šใ‚ใˆใšใฏๅปบ็‰ฉใฎไธญใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใ†ๆš—ใ„ใฎใซ......ไฝ•ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ๅปบ็‰ฉๅ†…ใซ่กŒใใฎใฃใฆๅฑ้™บใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„?ใ€ ใŒๅฃๅ…ƒใซไบบๅทฎใ—ๆŒ‡ใ‚’ๅฝ“ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ ดใฎๅ…จๅ“กใŒๆŠผใ—้ป™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ 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ๅ…‰ใฎไธญใซไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸๆฐ—ใŒใ—ใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใ‚‚ใฃใจ็ดฐ้ƒจใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ในใใ€ๆœ›้ ้กใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ๆ‚ฉใ‚€ใ€‚ใ‚ใ‚Œใใ‚‰ใ„ใฎๅผฑใ€…ใ—ใ„ๅ…‰ใชใ‚‰ใ€ๆœ›้ ้กใง่ฆ—ใ„ใฆใ‚‚็›ฎใŒ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†็Šถๆ…‹็•ฐๅธธใ‚’่ขซใ‚‹็ขบ็Ž‡ใฏไฝŽใใ†ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใฎๆœช็Ÿฅใฎ้ ˜ๅŸŸใง่ฆ–่ฆšใ‚’ๅคฑใ†ใจใ„ใ†ใƒšใƒŠใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’่ณญใ‘ใ‚‹ใซใฏใ‚ใพใ‚Šใซใ‚‚ใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใŒๅคšใ™ใŽใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ๆƒ…ๅ ฑใฏๅผ•ใๅ‡บใ—ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใ€‚ ใใ†ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใชใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใใ“ใงไฟบใฏใ€ŽๅคใณใŸใ‚ซใƒกใƒฉใ€ใ‚’ๆง‹ใˆใ€ไบบ้ญ‚ใ‚ใŒใ‘ใฆใ‚ทใƒฃใƒƒใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ†™็œŸใ‚’ๆ’ฎใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅคง้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎไธ€ใคใ€็”Ÿๅ‘ฝใฎๅ‰ต้€ ใ€‚ๅคใใฏไบบ้–“ใฎ็ฒพๆถฒใ‚„ใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ไฝ•ใ‚ซๆœˆใ‚‚ๅŠ ใˆใคใคใ€ใƒ•ใƒฉใ‚นใ‚ณๅ†…ใงไฟๅญ˜ใ—็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใจไบบ้–“ใฎๅญไพ›ใŒไฝœใ‚Šๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†่จ˜้ŒฒใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉ......ใ€‚ ใพใ•ใ‹ใ€ใ“ใ“ใพใงๅ‰ๅคงใช้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎ็—•่ทกใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใง็™บ่ฆ‹ใงใใ‚‹ใจใฏใ€‚ ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ„ใŸใ€ใ€ˆๅ‰ตไธ–ใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒŽใ‚ขใƒปใƒฏใƒผใƒซใƒ‰ใ€‰ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆๅนฝ้œŠใŒ่‹ฆ่จ€ใ—ใŸใ€ˆ็ฅžๆ™บใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚จใ‚คใ‚ธใƒปใ‚ตใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒซใƒžใƒณใ€‰ใ€‚ ๅ…ˆ้”ใŒๆฎ‹ใ—ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€ๆ•ฐใ€…ใฎๅ‰ๆฅญใ‚’ใ€‚ ็›ฎใฎๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šใซใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใณใ€่ˆˆๅฅฎใจๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใŒ่ƒธใฎๅ†…ใงๆฒธใ่ธŠใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€ ใŒๅณๅบงใซๅฐ‹ใญใฆใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไฟบใฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ๆจชใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๆ˜Žใ‚‰ใ‹ใซไฟบ้”ใจใฏๆฌกๅ…ƒใฎ้•ใ†้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใ‚’ๆ‰ฑใ†ๅญ˜ๅœจใ ......ใŸใถใ‚“่ณข่€…ใƒŸใ‚ฝใƒฉใ•ใ‚“ใจๅŒใ˜ใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒ—ใฎใ€ๅผทๅคงใชNPCใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€ ใใ†ใ€ๅ†ท้™ใซ่€ƒๅฏŸใ‚’่ฟฐในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใจๆป…ใณใŸๅทจไบบใฎ้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ€‚ ใ“ใฎไบŒใคใŒ็ตใณใคใใจใฏๅคขใซใ‚‚ๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
77 76 Stories Hidden Cities Jorn (1) "It's dark..." The staircase stretching its jaw (after) downstairs was even dim, as if the darkness was holding its mouth open and waiting to swallow us. Shaking Night presents his honest battle side opinions to Yuki, who leads the way. "But it's not like I can handle it." Looking back, only a tiny bit of light is leaking out of the entrance to the underground staircase illuminated by the stars above the ground. The fact that you can see the exit doesn't mean you went down the stairs that deep. Still, what Evening Fai (Yuki) said 'dark' must have been words to keep everyone's attention together. "Is that it? But what, it's not getting any brighter ahead? Yuichi puts one hand on his forehead to peek forward and mouths the sight he sees. Perhaps he's trying to get into a battlefield position around taking back the deep red two-handed sword. "Be careful what you ambush." The width of the stairs is by no means narrow, but the ceilings are not built with high ceilings. We were currently moving in two rows through this tiny tunnel, and we suddenly went out into a wide area, and then we had concerns that the avant-garde would take a concentrated attack on the monsters waiting there. The line down the stairs puts Yuki, the most protective of all, in the front row, followed by Yuki, a highly maneuverable swinging night (Koya) with high firepower of one blow. And Announ, who Zhongwei can leverage his sword reach and respond to ad hoc situations, and Yuji, who is not sure. The rear guard consists of Mina, who specializes in long-range magic attacks, and me, who can cover the whole thing with an item. "I am ready" Dyed his whole body black with his' disguise 'skills and blended into the surrounding colors, RF4-you thing Yuji stood short knife without gaps, walking beside Solo Solo and Announ at his mid waist as a ninja. "You're almost there, Heavenly Lord..." As the end of the stairs approaches, as Yuri said, it becomes slightly white. Because it's made like a cave, you can't see the end of the stairs yet, but I can predict that it's at least wider than here. Nature and the speed at which everyone moves also become cautious. "Ko, this is..." Arriving at the end of the stairs, Evening Fai (Yuki) steps into the next area with her shield in front of her, leaking an exclamation. Yuchi, who decided apparently there was no danger, also let go of his right hand, which was on a two-handed sword pattern, and followed him. We'll move on to the end of the stairs so we can get out of the dark hole. That's how the view popped into my eyes. When there was another earth underground, there was so much room for illusion. And a decaying city quietly nestled far below (...). "It's like an underground empire..." "If you fall from this height, don't you first? The entrance we came out of is around the middle of the cliff. Our staircase continues beneath our eyes as it protrudes through such a wall. From a height of more than 200 metres towards the ruins. Answer Yuchi as the night of shaking (hence) keeps his gaze fixed on the city. "Quick story. Immediate death from drop damage." The time when I was sifting through the fierce majesty was taken by the dragon, and now its appearance has disappeared underground with the darkness, "The King's Capital of Slaves and Giants". "It's beautiful..." "That's creepy somewhere..." My best friends leaked that sentiment. "You're too quiet" It's a vigilance order. Mina and Yuji cure their attitudes. "Is this where the giants live? "Perhaps, definitely." And then me and Mr. Announ start discussing it. "If you look like this, you'll see signs of doom." "Sometimes there's a tomb up there... an undead festival or something...? "Yes, I am." Because I was finally crushing the city I captured, I gave a simple reply to everyone on the Hundred Rides Night Trip. "I wonder what that light is..." Numerous buildings with horns stood on the martial bones, surrounded by tiny white light bodies fluttering everywhere, secretly breathing. Fluffy and wandering is like a human soul, whose unreliable light reflects part of an empty group of buildings. Every illuminated house is large enough to be seen from a distance. It was definitely a giant neighborhood. "It's amazing what a very large temple-like building you have behind you." As Mina points out, even from here you can see a huge building that just doesn't reach the ceiling of this underground space in the deepest depths of the city. "Is this a dungeon? Either the capital, I feel like a field." But it was obvious at first sight that it wasn't a normal field. I'm still concerned about objects like the human soul I was observing earlier, but there's more to it than that. It was a fledgling presence at the top of the city... glowing jellyfish, scattered around their floating souls. Is it some kind of monster? "It's like the ruins of the deep sea." And further above such an unusual jellyfish, several fish were literally swimming through the air. "That sucks, isn't it?" Would one be more than 30 meters in diameter? That creature swimming loosely over the city with our own faces was just a monster, as if to say that there was nothing magical about a giant that seemed bigger than a pool in elementary school. Every time you move a fin, a round, large body quietly moves through the universe. It was creepy that things like scales were growing frighteningly, and every single one of them was so awkward as to be distracted by water. Above the face-like area with two large punctured eye apertures, from the forehead (hives) grew something like a tail, and its tip had something like a light bulb with many times more light power than a jellyfish or a human soul. "Chow Chin Ankou so big...... I've never seen it" "Besides, it's floating in the air" I was unwittingly frightened to see him open Kuper's mouth at all costs. I felt like a big darkness was peeking at us. "I don't want to be found in that one." "Oh, I don't want to be eaten." "I mean, it's dangerous for us to keep going down these promising stairs, right? It's like telling that chow chin ancho to eat me, such as going down a round staircase from around so much, and I don't feel like anything about suicide. "Sure, you are." "You don't have the means to hide yourself." I don't suppose there's anything down there waiting for a field of this size. Even more ominous things are said at night. "If they were sniping at each other from below, it wouldn't have happened." "Definitely going to be good? "In the first place, that light or something? Fluffy jellyfish are already suspicious." Yuruchi is also slightly, excitedly in tune with the two of us. "So, what do we do? Alchemist Hall" I smile unintentionally at the shaky night I come to talk to you there. I don't have a choice, so I won't talk to you as an alchemist, such as turning back. There is an unknown hanging in front of you. "Let's go, let's keep going down" Everyone nodded at my decision. "May I make a statement? No, RF4-you, the black Yuji raises his hand. That's good, Sergeant. Therefore, a night of shaking gives permission in Nori. "Ha. Now I have one suggestion from myself about the forthcoming bold Yorn landing operation" "Say it." "Ha. What about first that I'm ahead? As I see it, I'm a black scumbag. In this darkness, even if you step within the enemy's enemies' range, you're not likely to be captured." "... and you report the situation here on PT chat? This means that Yuji will be the first to be the easiest target. We experimentally let Yuji go first and watch the way the other guy is going to get out. To Yuji, who uttered it all, Evening Fai and Shaking Night shut up. Everyone else is worried about what's going on. Yuji bought me the biggest danger and got out, but there's also a good chance I'll lose one party member at the beginning. But from the point of view of making time for one sacrifice and for other members to prepare themselves to respond, it is an operation with enough results. It is true that Yuji's offer is also the most effective form we have at the moment. "Is that okay with RF4-you? I'll check with Yuji. Yuji looked at Mr. Announ, Mina, Yukichi, and me only for a moment. "If I can help the beautiful girls, I will be happy to carry out my mission." And make a magical face and salute. "Besides... that's all I can do right now." Somehow, I feel like I know what it's like to be the lowest LV Yuji among this member. It wasn't long before I started clan clan, and I wanted to be of some use to Evening Fair (Yuki) and Shaking Night (Koya), so I ran off in the Mithola Forest. "RF4-you, thank you." I told my classmates that and decided to ask them to go forward. "That was amazing." "I heard Ankou has a bad eye, but maybe it's the same with Clan Clan." Yuji's lead allowed us to enter the city without difficulty down the long stairs. Unlike I expected, I was never attacked from below, or noticed by jellyfish or chow chin ancho. "Your house is very nice." After all, it was a house for giants, and the buildings are all nothing smaller than two-story apartments. The houses, made of stone piles, smelled of civilization to such an extent that the giants did not think they had built them. It maintains its cubic shape and is a city with a sense of uniformity. Maybe the slaves were built together. Fortunately, we are hiding in the shadows between the building and the building. "Heavenly Master, is what you just said true? "Oh, I did see it with these eyes" Answer Mina's confirmation. I was on my way down the stairs, watching the city with a telescope in one hand, but I was seeing giant-like creatures roaming between buildings. It was dark and I couldn't see the whole thing, but I wasn't a bone-ridden creature like I was in the cemetery up there. A thick, well-fleshed being. I explained them to them at night, but Mina seemed a little nervous. "A giant lurking in the darkness..." Sometimes, you can hear Zuchin Zuchin and Footsteps is sure to prove their existence. "Finally, dungeon exploration." "You'll find it in my broad cousin, and for now, why don't we just go inside the building? "But even though it's so dark... isn't it dangerous to go inside a building where you don't know what's out there? Soon Yuki put her index finger on her mouth and everyone on the spot pressed silently. As such, wait still for the light source to pass too far through the bend in front of you in order to identify who it was that made the road a little brighter. "Is it a monster? Without answering our questions, the human soul began to wander all over our heads. "You're not doing anything." Together they look up at the soul of man and gaze at the blurred light. "Is it the enemy, that" "I don't know. You know what, Taro? "I don't know, but I wonder what... something, like this..." I thought I saw something in the light. I worry about the telescope to see more detail. With all that weak light, the chances of suffering a state anomaly of being blind even if you peek in a telescope seem low, but there is too much risk to bet the penalty of losing sight in this unknown realm. But I want to pull out the information I can take. If that's what you can take - so I set up an 'old camera' and cut the shutter with my soul in mind. I took a picture. One of the great alchemies, the creation of life. In ancient times, there was a record that a human child could be created if he continued to preserve it in a flask while adding human semen and blood for months... I had no idea that so far we could discover traces of great alchemy here. Miss Mithola told me, "Genesis Alchemist Noah World". And the ghost bitterly complained, "The Alchemist of Divine Wisdom, New Age Saint-Germain." Many feats have been left behind. Every time I see it, the excitement and emotion boil and dance in my chest. "Maybe there's an alchemist" The shaking night immediately asks, but I shake my head to the side. "No, it's obviously an alchemy of a different dimension from ours... probably the same type of powerful NPC as Mr. Mithola the Sage" Yes, I will discuss calmly. City of alchemists and doomed giants. I never dreamed these two would be linked.
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ใ€Ž ไฝ“ๅ‹ขใ‚’ๅฎŒๅ…จใซๅดฉใ—ใ€ใ‚ใจใฏ่ฝไธ‹ใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ ใ‘ใฎๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็ช็„ถๅพŒๆ–นใธใจๅผ“็Ÿขใ‚’ๆ”พใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ‚ชใ‚ใŒใใ‹ใจ็–‘ๅ•ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’็™บๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใซใใ‚Œใฏใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใจๆ€ใ„็›ดใ™ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ธใƒฃใƒณใƒ—ใฎๅ‹ขใ„ใ‚’ๅผฑใ‚ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใชใ็ชใ้€ฒใ‚€ใฎใฟใ€‚ ใ€Œใ›ใ„ใฃใ€ ็‹™ใ„้•ใ‚ใšใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎไธŠๅŠ่บซใธไฟบใฎๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใŒๅธใ„่พผใพใ‚Œใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅฐๅคชๅˆ€ใงๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใคใ‘ใ‚‹็›ดๅ‰ใซใชใฃใฆใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่บซไฝ“ใŒใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒณใƒƒใจไฝ•ใ‹ใซๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๅ‹•ใใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ›ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ่บซๅ‹•ใใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฏใšใฎใชใ„็ฉบไธญใงใ€ๅทฆๆ–œใ‚ๅพŒๆ–นใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใŒ็ทŠๆ€ฅๅ›ž้ฟใฎใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’ไฝฟใ†ใชใ‚“ใฆๅฑˆ่พฑใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒƒใจๅพŒๆ–นใง็‰‡่†ใ‚’ไป˜ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅบฆใ“ใ็€ๅœฐใ‚’ๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใŸใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏ่‹ฆใ„่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ๆ—ขใซๅผ“ใซใฏๆ–ฐใ—ใ„็ŸขใŒใคใŒใˆใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅๆ’ƒใ™ใ‚‹ๆฐ—ใฏๆบ€ใ€…ใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฅฝๆˆฆ็š„ใช่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ—ใ‘ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚ใใ‚Œใซๆบ–ใšใ‚‹้‹ญใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใ‹ใ‚‰ใŒใ€ๆœฌ็•ชใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใ“ใ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใ•ใ‚Šใจ่ท้›ขใ‚’ใ‚ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ€ๆฌกใฏใ“ใกใ‚‰ใŒ้˜ฒๆˆฆใซใชใ‚Šใใ†ใชๆฐ—้…ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฏไธ€็ญ‹็ธ„ใงใฏใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚’ๆฑบใ‚ใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅญ˜ๅˆ†ใซๅ€Ÿใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใซMPๅ›žๅพฉใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ€ŽๆฃฎใฎใŠใ‚ฏใ‚นใƒชใ€ใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€็Ÿขใฎ็‹™ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅค–ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็ฉบไธญใ‚’็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใซๆฐดใ‚’ๅทฎใ™ๅญ˜ๅœจใŒ็พใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅฎคๅ†…ใ‚’้’็™ฝใ็…งใ‚‰ใ—ๅ‡บใ—ใŸๅ…‰ใ€‚ ใตใ‚ใตใ‚ใจไบŒใคใฎใ€Ž ใƒ‹ๅŒนใ€ไธ‰ๅŒนใ€ไบ”ๅŒนโ€•โ€• ็ถšใ€…ใจใ€ไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใซๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹่’ผใ„้ญ‚ใŒๆ›ธๅบซใ‚’ๆผ‚ใ„ๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅฅดใ‚‰ใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ใซใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจใ‚‚PvPใ‚’ใ—ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ไปŠๆ›ดใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใจๅ”ๅŠ›ใ—ๅˆใ†้›ฐๅ›ฒๆฐ—ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€‚ ไธ€ๆ—ฆ้–‹ใ‹ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸๆˆฆ็ซฏใ‚’ๅ…ƒใฎ้ž˜ใซๅŽใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹็จ‹ใ€ไฟบ้”ใฎ้—˜ๅฟ—ใฏไฝŽใใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใฏๅฐๅฎ˜ใซใŠไปปใ›ใใ ใ•ใ„!ใ€ ใใ“ใธใ€ใ™ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใ“ใ“ใซใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ™ใ‚‰ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸRF4-youใ“ใจใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฎๅซใณๅฃฐใŒ้Ÿฟใ„ใŸใ€‚ไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ„ใฏไฟบ้”ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅบ‡ใ†ใŸใ‚ใซไธ€่‚Œ่„ฑใ„ใงใใ‚Œใใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅ…จMPใ‚’ๆถˆ่ฒปใ—ใฆใงใ‚‚ใ€้˜ฒ่ก›ไปปๅ‹™ใ‚’้‚่กŒใ™ใ‚‹ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ๆฏ…็„ถใจไบบ้ญ‚ใŸใกใธใ€ใใฎๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใฟใ‚’ใถใคใ‘ใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฏๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณๅŒๅฃซใฎ็†ฑใๅ‹ๆƒ…ใŒ่‚ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใ‚’! ้‚ช้ญ”ใฏใ•ใ›ใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€Ž ๅฃ็ธซใ„ ใ€!ใ€ ้ป’ใฎๅŸทไบ‹ๆœใงใ€ใ‚ซใ‚ตใ‚ซใ‚ตใจๅฃใ‚’ๅ‹•ใใพใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒฆใ‚ฆใ‚ธใฏๆญฃ็›ด......ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ใ‚ตใ‚ตใƒƒใ€ใ‚ตใ‚ตใƒƒใจไธŠไธ‹ๅทฆๅณใซใ€ใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใŸใกใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใ‚’ๅ™จ็”จใซ่บซใ‹ใ‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใๅงฟใฏใ€ŽGใ€ใใฎใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŸใกใŒไบ‰ใ„ใ€่กฃๆœใŒใฏใ ใ‘ใ€้š›ใฉใ„ๅงฟใซใชใ‚‹็žฌ้–“ใ‚’! ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚‚ใฃใจ! ๅฐๅฎ˜ใฏ็›ฎใซ็„ผใไป˜ใ‘ใฆใŠใใŸใ„ใฎใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™! ๆœ€ๅพŒใฎไธ€็ง’ใŸใ‚Šใจใ‚‚่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ„ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใจ็”ณใ—ไธŠใ’ใ‚Œใฐ่‰ฏใ„ใฎใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€ใพใใ€‚ใ‚ใ„ใคใฎไบ‹ใฏๆฐ—ใซใ—ใชใ„ใงใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจไฟบใฏไบ’ใ„ใซใ€ๅฅดใฎ่กŒๅ‹•ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ‚ฒใƒณใƒŠใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€‚ ไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใ€้ ผใ‚‚ใ—ใ„ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซ ใ€Œใ“ใ“ใŒๅŸ‹ใ‚ๅฐฝใใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใ‚‚ๆ™‚้–“ใฎๅ•้กŒใ‹......ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซใ‚ฑใƒชใ‚’ใคใ‘ใพใ—ใ‚‡ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๅฎตใฎใƒกใ‚คใƒณใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒƒใ‚ทใƒฅใ‚’ใ„ใŸใ ใใซใฏใ€ใพใ ๆ—ฉใ„ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰?ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹ไฝ™่ฃ•ใถใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€ไฟบใฏไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ”ใ‚ทใƒฃใƒชใจ่จ€ใ„ๆ”พใคใ€‚ ใ€Œใพใ ใพใ ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซๅผฑใ„ใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒˆใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๆ™ดใ‚Œๅงฟใ‚’ๆ˜ ใ™ใซใฏๅๅˆ†ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใจใงใ‚‚่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ใฎใงใ™ใ‹?ใ€ ่‡ชๅทฑ้ก•็คบๆฌฒใŒๅผทใ„ๅฝผๅฅณใซใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ใฎๅซŒๅ‘ณใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒๆ–นใฎๆ”ปๆ’ƒใฏๆœฌๆฃšใ‚’ๅฃใซใ—ใฆใ€็„กๅŠนใซใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใชใŠใ‚‚ๅˆถ็ฉบๆจฉใ‚’ๆกใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใธใจ่ชžใ‚Šใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใฎ่ˆžๅฐใฎ่™œใซใชใ‚Œใ€ใจใ„ใ†ไบ‹ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใฎไธปๅฐŽๆจฉใฏไฟบใŒๆกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ่ˆžๅฐใฎไธปๅ‚ฌ่€…ใฏไฟบใ ใ€‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐ็Ÿญใ„้–“ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใŒใ€ใฉใกใ‚‰ใŒๆญฆๅŠ›้ขใงไธŠใ‹ใ‚’็คบใ™ไบ‹ใซๅ›บๅŸทใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๆฅฝใ—ใ‚“ใงๆฌฒใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’ใใ‚“ใชๆˆฏ่จ€ใ‚’......้š™ใ‚ใ‚Šใงใ™ใ‚!ใ€ ้’็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใŒไนฑ่ˆžใ™ใ‚‹ๅ›ณๆ›ธๅฎคใงใ€ๅฎ™ใ‚’่ˆžใ„ใ€ๅผ“ใ‚’ๅ›ž้ฟใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ๆŽฅ่ฟ‘ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใจใ‚‚่ท้›ขใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šใ€ใ€Ž ใ‹ใ™ใฃใŸ็Ÿขใซใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒชใจใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ใŠ่ฟ”ใ—ใจใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€Žๆ‰“ใกไธŠใ’่Šฑ็ซ(ๅฐ)ใ€ใ‚’ๅฝผๅฅณใธๅ‘ใ‘ใฆไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ”่ฆๆœ›้€šใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ญใƒŸใ‚’็…งใ‚‰ใ™ใ‚นใƒใƒƒใƒˆใƒฉใ‚คใƒˆใ‚’ๅข—ใ‚„ใ—ใฆใ‚ใ’ใพใ™!ใ€ ่Šฑ็ซใฎๅๅ‹•ใงไฟบใฏๅพŒๆ–นใธใจ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใŒใ€ไปŠใฏใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใ‚’้ฟใ‘ใ‚‹ๅ‹•ไฝœใจไธ€่‡ดใ—ใฆ้ƒฝๅˆใŒ่‰ฏใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใƒ‰ใƒณใƒƒใ€ใจ็ˆ†้ŸณใŒ้ณดใ‚Šใ€็„กๆ•ฐใฎ็ซ่ŠฑใŒๅผพใ‘ๆ•ฃใ‚Šใ€้–‹ใใ€‚ ๅฑ‹ๅ†…ใงไฝ•ใฎ่บŠ่บ‡ใ‚‚ใชใใ€่Šฑ็ซใ‚’ๆ‰“ใกไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆ„ๅค–ใซ็ˆฝๅฟซใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๆ›ธๅบซใŒ็…Œใ‚ใใ€้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ๆ”ปๆ’ƒใจๅ›ž้ฟ่กŒๅ‹•ใฎๆ•ฐใ€…ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้–ฃไธ‹! ๅ‘ณๆ–นใ‚’ๅทปใ่พผใ‚€็ ฒๆ’ƒใฏใ€่‡ช่ปใฎๅฃซๆฐ—ใ‚’่‘—ใ—ใไธ‹ใ’ใ‚‹ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใŒใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ™!ใ€ ! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏใ‚„ใ‚Š้ŽใŽใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!?ใ€ ไบŒไบบใฎ็ตถๅซใ‚’่žใ„ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใƒ•ใ‚ฅใจไธ€็ท’ใซใ‚ฏใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚น็ฌ‘ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใ ใญใ€ใƒ•ใ‚ฅใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉใƒผใƒƒ! ใ‚‚ใฃใจใ‚ฟใƒญใ‚“ใจใ€ใ‚ญใƒฉใ‚ญใƒฉ้ฃ›ใถใฎ~!ใ€ ใคใ„ใ•ใฃใใพใงใ€้™่ฌใซๆบ€ใกๆœฝใกใŸๆ›ธๅบซใŒใ€‚ ไปŠใงใฏใ€ๅ…‰ใฎ็ฒ’ใงๅ……ๆบ€ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ‚ใจใ‚‚ใ€ๅคง้‡ใฎใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใ‚’็›ธๆ‰‹ๅ–ใ‚‹ใ€้•ทใ„ไนฑๆˆฆใŒๅน•ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Ž้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅœฐไธ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒจใƒผใƒซใƒณใ€ใงๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚ŒใŸ็ด ๆใงใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ไฝœๆˆใงใใชใ„ใ‹่ฉฆใ—ใฆใฟใพใ™ใ‹ใญใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ๆ—ฉๆ€ฅใซ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฎๅฅฅ็พฉใซ่ฟ‘ไป˜ใใŸใ‹ใฃใŸไฟบใฏใ€ไบบ็›ฎใ‚‚ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšใƒŸใ‚ฑใƒฉใƒณใ‚ธใ‚งใƒญใฎใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซโ˜†ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ใธใจ่ตดใ„ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€ๅทฅๆˆฟๅ€Ÿใ‚Šใ‚‹ใญใ€ ใ€Œใฏใใ„ใ‚“ใ€‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใฃโ™ชใ€ ใ‚ซใ‚ฆใƒณใ‚ฟใƒผใงไฝ•ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไธๅฏๆ€่ญฐใช็ตๆ™ถใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚Šใใ‚Šๅ›žใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ชใ‚ซใƒžใซใ€ไธ€ๅฟœใฎ่จฑๅฏใ‚’็ตŒใฆ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใฎๅทฅๆˆฟใธใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไปŠๅ›žใฏๅผทๅŠ›ใใ†ใช็ด ๆใซๅŠ ใˆใ€ใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใŒใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใŸใ€Ž่ตคๅญใฎใฌใ‘ใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใจใ€ๆŽกๅ–ใ—ใŸ่‰ฒใ€Ž ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎๅฏพๆฑบใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ€็ตๅฑ€ใ‚ใฎๅพŒใ€ๅคง้‡ใฎใƒ›ใƒ ใƒณใ‚ฏใƒซใ‚นใซๅ›ฒใพใ‚Œใ‚ใˆใชใใ‚ญใƒซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซใ‚ˆใ‚‹็ตŒ้จ“ๅ€คใƒญใ‚นใƒˆใŒๆ„ๅค–ใช็จ‹ๅคงใใใฆใ€ใƒ˜ใ‚ณใ‚€้ƒจๅˆ†ใ‚‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚ŒไปฅไธŠใฎๅŽ็ฉซใฏใ‚ใฃใŸใจ่‡ช่ฒ ใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใ‚’ๆšดใใžใ€ ใพใšใฏ้ญ‚ใฎ่‰ฒใ‚’ใ€ๅ†™็œŸใ€‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ™ไฝœๆฅญใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ€‚ ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใ ใ€‚ ใใฎ็›ธๆ‰‹ใ‚’็ขบ่ชใ—ใ€้€š่ฉฑใธใจ็น‹ใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใฎ......ใ€ ใฉใ“ใ‹็กฌใ„ๆง˜ๅญใ ใ‘ใฉใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใฏ้€ใ้€šใฃใŸๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅฃฐใ‚’่€ณใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅฅฎ้—˜ใฎ็”ฒๆ–ใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใ ใจไธ€ไบบๆ„Ÿๆ…จๆทฑใ้ ทใใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘้œ‡ใˆใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅฃฐใฏใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹้ซ˜้ฃ›่ปŠใชๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใ—ใใชใ„ใชใใจๆ€ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚่ฟ”ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ†ใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใ•ใ€ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใฎๆžœใŸใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎ็ตๆžœใชใฎใงใ™ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ใชใŸใฎ่จ€ใ„ๅˆ†ใ‚’่žใใ„ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใงใ™ใ€‚็งใฎ่ฆๆœ›ใ‚‚่žใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ในใใงใ™ใ‚ใ€ ใใ†ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใจใฎPvPใฎ็ตๆžœใฏไฟบใฎๅ‹ๅˆฉใซ็ต‚ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ…ƒใ€…ใ€ใ‚ใฎ็Šถๆณใง้ ่ท้›ขๆ”ปๆ’ƒใŒใƒกใ‚คใƒณใฎใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏใ€Ž ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆไฟบใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใฎใ‚„ใ‚Šๅ–ใ‚ŠใŒใงใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใฎๅ‰ใซใ€ใ›ใฃใ‹ใใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใซใชใฃใŸใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใ€Žไฟบใฎไบ‹ใ‚’ๅคฉไฝฟใฃใฆๅ‘ผใถใฎใฏใ‚„ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚ˆใ€ ใคใ„ใงใซใ€ใ•ใ‚Šใ’ใชใๆ•ฌ่ชžใ‚’ๆŠœใ„ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใพใฃใŸใใ€ๆณจๆ–‡ใฎๅคšใ„ใ“ใจใฃใ€‚ใใ‚Œใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ไป•ๆ–นใ‚ใ‚Šใพใ›ใ‚“ใ‚ใญใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฏไธๆœใใ†ใช่จ€ใ„ๆ–นใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€้€š่ฉฑ่ถŠใ—ใ‹ใ‚‰่žใ“ใˆใ‚‹ๅฃฐ้Ÿณใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ๅผพใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ€ใใ‚Œใงใฏใฃ......ใŸใ€ใ€ ไธ€ๆ—ฆใ€้€š่ฉฑใฏ็„ก่จ€ใซๆ”ฏ้…ใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๅฃๅ…ƒใ‚’ใƒ‹ใƒจใƒ‹ใƒจใ•ใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŽใŸใ€......ใ‚ฟใƒญใ•ใ‚“?ใ€ ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฃฐ้Ÿณใฏใฒใฉใๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใฆใ€‚ ๆ€ใ‚ใšใ‚ขใƒณใƒŽใ‚ฆใƒณใ•ใ‚“ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ่ข–ใงๅฃใ‚’้š ใ—ใ€ใ€Žใใตใตใ€ใจๅฟใณ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ‚’ ๅ‹่ฒ ใฏไฟบใŒใ‚‚ใŽใจใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใฎ้ก˜ใ„ใชใฉ่žใๅฟ…่ฆใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใ“ใ“ใงๅฏ›ๅฎนใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ“ใใ€็”ทใจใ„ใ†ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใ‹ใ‚‰ใฉใ‚“ใชใƒชใ‚ฏใ‚จใ‚นใƒˆใŒ้ฃ›ใณใ“ใ‚“ใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใ€่‹ฅๅนฒใƒ“ใ‚ฏใƒ“ใ‚ฏใฏใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชๅ†…ๅฟƒใฏใŠใใณใซใ‚‚ๅ‡บใ•ใชใ„ใ€‚ ้”ใฎๆžœใŸใ—ๅˆใ„ใฎๅ‹ๆ•—ใซใคใใพใ—ใฆใฏใ€ไป–่จ€็„ก็”จใงใŠ้ก˜ใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใ‚ใ€ ๅฎ็ฎฑๅ‰ใงๅฏ้ฆ–ใ‚’ใ‹ใใ‚ˆใ†ใช ไพ‹ใˆใฐใ€ใƒฌใ‚ข่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’ๅฏ„่ถŠใ›ใจใ‹ใ€‚ ใ€Žใใ†ใงใ™! ็ตถๅฏพใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Žใˆใ€ใฏใใ€ ใ€Žใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใจ่žใ„ใฆใพใ™ใฎ? ็ด„ๆŸใงใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ?ใ€ ๅฟ…ๆญปใใ†ใซๅ†ไธ‰ใ€็ขบ่ชใจ่ฆๆฑ‚ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ€ใพใใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ๅฅณใฎๅญๅŒๅฃซ ใฎ็ง˜ๅฏ†ใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ! ่ชฐใ‹ใซๆผใ‚‰ใ—ใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใŸใŸใ˜ใ‚ƒๆธˆใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใ“ใจใ‚ˆใ€ ่ชฐใ‹ใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ชใƒผใ‚ฑใƒผ? ใ€ŒใตใƒใƒผไปŠๅ›žใ‚‚ ไฟบใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ชใƒใฆใ€่‡ชๅฎคใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒชใƒ“ใƒณใ‚ฐใธใจ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘็›ฎใซ็–ฒๅŠดใŒใŸใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ€ใใฎ็–ฒใ‚Œใ‚’ใปใใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็›ฎๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚‚ใ‚€ใจๆ‰ใฟใ€ๅ†ท่”ตๅบซใ‹ใ‚‰็‰›ไนณใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚Šๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ‚ณใƒƒใƒ—ใธใจๆณจใ„ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚ใฃใŸใฎ?ใ€ ่ƒŒๅพŒใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซๅบงใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใ‹ใ€ๅง‰ใŒไฟบใฎๅ‘Ÿใใ‚’ๆ‹พใฃใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใง่ฉฑใ‚’ใตใฃใฆใใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ‚„ใƒผใ€็ง˜ๅฏ†ใฎใƒ€ใƒณใ‚ธใƒงใƒณ่ฆ‹ใคใ‘ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ€‚ใใ“ใฎใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒๅผทใใฆใ•ใ€‚ๅง‰ใ‚‚ ๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใฃใฆใ€ๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€‚ ใ€Œใถใตใ‰ใฃใ€ ็‰›ไนณใ‚’ๅนใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ‚นใƒžใƒผใƒˆใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒณใ‚’ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ใชใ—ใซใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซ่…ฐใ‹ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸๅง‰ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใ€ๅง‰ใฃใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชๆฐๅฅฝใงใ†ใ‚ใคใ‹ใชใ„ใงใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใฏไฟบใฎไธญใงใฎ้ป’ๆญดๅฒใฎไธ€ใคใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใญ......ใ€ ๆ…Œใฆใฆๅง‰ใ‹ใ‚‰่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใฏๅนใใ ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸ็‰›ไนณใ‚’ๆ‹ญใๅ–ใ‚ใ†ใจใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใ‚’ๆŽขใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œไป•ๆ–นใฎใชใ„ๅญใ ใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ใตใ„ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€ŒใŠใ‚ใฃๅง‰ใ€ใ‚„ใ‚ใฃใ€ ไฟบใฏ็žฌ้–“ใ€็›ฎใ‚’ใคใ‚€ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅง‰ใŒใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใงไฟบใฎๅฃๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‚’ๆ‹ญใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆŒใคใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใจใฏใƒใ‚นใ‚ฟใ‚ชใƒซใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใคใพใ‚Šใ‚ฝใƒฌใฏๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใพใงๅง‰ใŒ่บซไฝ“ใซๅทปใไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใŸใƒขใƒŽใ ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใฎใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ๅˆฅใซๅง‰ๅผŸใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฝ•ใจใ‚‚ๆ€ใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใ ใŒใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ็•ฐๆ€งใฎๅ…„ๅผŸใฎใใ“ใใ“ๆˆ้•ทใ—ใŸ่ฃธใ‚’็›ฎใซใ™ใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ€ๆฐ—ใพใšใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅง‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ„ใ„ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ๆœ็€ใฆใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ„ใฏใ„ใ€ใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅคช้ƒŽใ€ ไฟบใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€็›ฎใ‚’้–‰ใ˜ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅง‰ใฎ่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ๅพ…ใคใ€‚ ่€ณใ‚’ๆพ„ใพใ›ใ€่กฃๆ“ฆใ‚Œใฎ้Ÿณใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆœใ‚’็€ๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฉใ†ใ‹ใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Š็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ„ใใฎใ‚’ๆ€ ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใ€ๅญฆๆ กใซใ„ใใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€ ......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใฏ? ๅง‰ใŒๅคงๅญฆใซ?ใ€ ใชใœใซใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅœจๅญฆๅฑŠใ‘ใ€ๅ‡บใ—ใซใ„ใ‹ใชใ„ใจใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ€‚ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„......ใ€ ใ€Œๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚‰ใšใ€ๅŒใ˜้ซ˜ๆ กใซ้€šใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚“ใงใ—ใ‚‡?ใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ€ใ†ใ‚“ใ€ ใใ‚Œใซ่ฆ‹ใŸ็›ฎใฏๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไธญ่บซใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ไปŠๆ›ดใ€ไป–ใฎๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿใซไบคใฃใฆใ€ใƒใƒฃใƒณใƒใƒฉใ”ใฃใ“ใ‚„ใ€Žใ•ใ‚“ใ™ใ†ใ€ใชใฉใงใใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใŒใชใ„ใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ‚’ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ‚‰ใ€่บซไฝ“ใŒๅ…ƒใซๆˆปใฃใŸๆ™‚ใ€ๅ‘จๅ›ฒใฎๅŒๅนดไปฃใซๆฏ”ในๅ‹‰ๅญฆใฎ้…ใ‚Œใซใ‚‚็น‹ใŒใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใซใ€ๅคไผ‘ใฟใŒ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‰ใซใ“ใฎ่บซไฝ“ใ‚‚ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—......ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ใ€ๆ—ฉใ‚ใซๆ‰‹็ถšใใฏๆธˆใพใ›ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใญใ€‚ๅธ‚ๅฝนๆ‰€ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฟ…่ฆใชๆ›ธ้กžใจใ€็—…้™ขใ‹ใ‚‰ใฎ่จบๆ–ญๆ›ธใ‚‚ๅ–ใ‚Šๅฏ„ใ›ใŸใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใ€Œๆ˜Žๆ—ฅใฏๅญฆๆ กใซใ„ใใ‚ใ‚ˆใ€‚ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ใญ?ใ€ ใ€Œ......ใฏใ„ใ€ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€‚ ้ƒจๆดปๅ‹•ใซๅŠฑใ‚€ๅœจๆ ก็”Ÿใฏใ„ใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใธ้Š€้ซชๅนผๅฅณใชไฟบใŒ่กŒใใฎใ‹ใ€‚ ใจใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ใชใ‚‹ในใ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใŸใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใชใ„ใจใ€‚
"Huh!" Even less pressing, the wind force emitted by the 'Wind Maiden (Silf)' hu causes the 'Melting Water (Wotalard)' to be sprayed more finely, increasing its range and speed. "That liquid! Isn't that the thing from that time! By the time the acid that dissolved the Big Slime was about to shake on her, Mr. Lily had finally reacted to this attack. As long as the left and right are held back by a wall called a bookshelf, there is only one way for her to escape from 'dissolved water (wotalard)'. Evasive behavior up there. As a light contractor, Mr. Lilly kicked the bookshelf to the right to the left, jumping up into the air with that high physical ability, which he also showed us during the Big Slime battle. As it is, to her trying to land at the top of the right bookshelf, I speak to Hu again. At the same time I kick the ground, benefit from the dress "Dancing in the Sky Circle (Rondo)" and let my body rise with just one breath. Lily, who was successfully landing from foot to bookshelf, is pushed slightly by the gust of wind brought on by Hu, causing a huge imbalance. And that luxurious body falls into space. All right, it's working. It's all a calculated attack. Her agility I've seen with this eye before, a field where both sides are blocked by shelves. The movement she would have taken under this circumstance could have been easily predicted. In the air, moreover, she can't even move, and against me, thanks to Hu and the dress, I have far more minutes. Well, she only has a bow option, so if she gets close, it's a cochlear stand-up. The title has also been reset from "The Sophisticated Witch" to "The Traitor Who Cuts Ahead". In other words, in addition to the 50% Critical Rate of the first shot, Lily, who is higher level than me, can multiply all damage by 20%. After everything has been prepared, I aim at her torso as it falls, and I shake a knife. "Take the lead! "It's sweet!" Chain Arrow of Binding (Jayne Arrow) " She collapsed completely and all she had to do was wait for her fall and suddenly released a bow and arrow to the rear. I questioned the evil lifting, but I reckon I activated the abilities but it wouldn't. But I only push without weakening the momentum of the jump. "Shh." Not aiming at you, my little machete is sucked into Mr. Lily's upper body. Shortly before I cut her with a knife, I saw her body move like it was pulled by something gawky. They moved diagonally back to the left in the air, where they couldn't possibly move. "It would be humiliating for me to use my ability to evade emergencies against you." Lily has a bitter look on her face as she staggers one knee behind her back and now it's time to land successfully. But the bow already has a new arrow attached to it, and I'm willing to fight back. I take her belligerent gaze head-on, and I grin the same sharp equivalent. "This is where it comes from. So it's real." This is also a light distance away, and the next sign is that this is going to be a war prevention. Apparently, this battle won't be a glimmer. I get ready and try to move through the air to get off the aim of the arrow as I take out the MP recovery item "Kusuri in the Woods" to fully harness the power of Hu. But the presence of watering our battle has appeared. That's the light that illuminated the indoors in blue and white. Fluffy and two "Luna Homuncles" broke the door to the library with a shockwave and entered. Nipi, three, five... Continuously, creepingly swaying pale souls begin to drift through the library. I can't believe you and Mr. Lily have to play PvP while dealing with them. But now, it's not the same atmosphere as working with her. Once opened, our fighting spirit is not low enough to hold the end of the battle in its original sheath. "Leave this place to the petty officer! There, I totally forgot I was even here RF4-you sounded Yuji's scream. Somehow, he's going to take his skin off to shelter our fight. "Even if we consume all MPs, we will carry out our defense mission! To the resolute and human souls, Yuji seemed only a little dependable to bump that intention. "Have a moment when hot friendships between beautiful girls are fostered! Don't let them get in the way!" Wall stitching (Wobist) "! And he stuck to the wall in a pita strange quadriplegic position. "'Appeal! With his black butler clothes, Yuji moved around the walls with a crust, honestly...... it was a little creepy. Sassssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss "The beautiful girls fight, the clothes only, the moments when they look remarkable! MORE! The dwarf wants to keep it burning in his eyes! Don't miss even the last second! "What can I say..." "Yeah, well. Let's not worry about him." Mr. Lilli and I mutter to each other, watching him behave and squealing Gennari. Even for a moment, I felt comfortable with myself. "Is it only a matter of time before this place is filled... Shall we put Keri on early, Mr. Lily?" "Oh, isn't it too early to have the main dish for tonight? Somewhere I can afford to tell her I'm pissed off from above. "Are you still trying to say that such a weak spotlight isn't enough to show your sunshine? Turn just a little aversion to her with a strong desire for self-expression. Attacks on both sides wall the bookshelves and are deactivated. I speak to her, still in control. "Be captivated by this stage." I'll take the lead in this fight. I'm the organizer of the stage. Maybe for a short time, but I'd rather you enjoy this fight than stick to showing which one is above in terms of force. "What are you talking about... there's a gap! Dance the universe and dodge the bow in the library where the blue and white light rumbles. Then, he also distances himself from the approaching homunculus and responds with "dissolved water (wotalard)" and a small machete. I use "Launch Fireworks (Small)" toward her in return, even though I am freaked out by the faint arrow. "As you requested, I'll give you more spotlights to illuminate! Fireworks recoil makes me fly backwards, but now it's convenient, consistent with avoiding homunculus. "Don't" sounds like an explosion, countless sparks sprinkle and open. Without any hesitation indoors, striking down the fireworks was surprisingly refreshing. The library is brilliant, with a number of flying attacks and evasive actions. "My lord! The shelling involving your allies could significantly lower your own morale! "Hey, you! This is too much!? Hearing you two scream, I laugh couscous with hu. "Beautiful, fu" "Glitter! More taro, glitter fly!" Until just now, there's a quietly decaying library. Now, it's filled with grains of light. Mr. Lilli and all of them took on a massive amount of homunculus, a long brawl opened the curtain. Would you like to see if you can't create something with the material you got in "The Hidden Underground City of Yorn"? I really wanted to get close to the depths of alchemy as soon as possible, and I went to Michelangelo's "Skills George" without worrying about people. George, I need to rent a workshop. "Ha. Fine." Open the door to the secret workshop after a single permit to Okama, who is messing around with some incredible crystals at the counter. In addition to the material that looks powerful this time, let's find out what the hell the "baby soaked" dropped by Homunculus and the color "monologue (solo white)" collected is. After I finished my confrontation with Mr. Lily, I ended up surrounded by massive amounts of homunculus and murdered. The XP loss by the monster was unexpectedly large, and some parts were hectic, but I am proud to say that there was more to it than that. "All right, we're gonna uncover the secrets of the demographic life form." Let's start with the task of removing the colour of the soul from the [photo]. It's a friend message. Confirm the opponent and connect to the call. "Oh, um..." Though it looks hard somewhere, I hear her clear voice and one snorts emotionally that it was worth the struggle. The voice that is just a little trembling is kind of like a high-flying girlfriend, but I reply. "Yes, I am." "Well, as a result of the earlier fulfillment, I heard you. You should listen to my request. ' Yes, the PvP results with Mr. Lily ended in my victory. Originally, Lily, who was the main ranged attacker in that situation, had a Wind Defender (Early) buff against me. Plus, there are plenty of healing items here. In the meantime, it was inevitable that I would win the war of attrition. So this is how we communicate our friend messages. "Before that, we became friends because of..." "Stop calling me an angel." Finally, I try to skip the subtle salutation. "Damn, a lot of orders. Then you have no choice. ' Mr. Lily was saying it in a disgusting way, but he was playing somewhere the sound he heard from over the call. "Well, so..." Once the call is silently dominated. I'll wait for her words as I nibble my mouth. "Yes,... Mr. Taro? Lily's voice sounds terribly embarrassed. I accidentally hide my mouth with my sleeve, like Mr. Announ, and I feel like leaking (also) a 'kufu' and a sneaky laugh. I broke the battle, so I don't need to hear Mr. Lily's wishes. But it's only with a tolerant attitude here that it's called a man. I'm a little freaked out about what kind of requests jump from her. But I don't even give you that kind of insight every time. "Please don't say a word about our victory or defeat this time." "Lily the Thief", a habitual PK (player kill) criminal who falls asleep in front of a chest, is a notoriety spread, so... I was clapped out for wondering if they would bother me more. For example, you want me to bring you some rare gear? 'Yes! Absolutely.' "Uh, ha." "Are you listening properly? Promise? Lily, who desperately makes repeated confirmations and demands. "Oh, well, yeah." Girls to girls...... of, secrets. 'Cause it's a secret between girls (...)! If I leak it to anyone, I'm sorry. " Can I tell someone, okay? "Phew, it was a long wave this time." I moved from the Clan Clan to the living room. There was just a little fatigue in my eyes, so I rubbed around my eyes to relieve that fatigue, and took the milk out of the fridge and poured it into the cup. "Taro, is something wrong? You were sitting on the couch behind me, and my sister picked up my grunt and we talked. "No, I found a secret dungeon. The monster there is strong. My sister will be busy running a mercenary regiment, but I'll explore it with her next time, if you like." Look back, if you look at my sister. "Buh-uh." I blew milk. My sister was sitting on the couch without a thing while messing with her smartphone. "Hey, sister. Don't wander around like that." "That's one of my black histories..." I panicked and cut my gaze off from my sister, and I look for a towel to wipe away the milk I had blown away. "He has no choice. Look, I'll pretend." "Ooh, sister, stop." I closed my eyes for a moment. My sister wipes around my mouth with a towel. But what she has is a bath towel, which means that Sole is something my sister wrapped around her body until earlier. If I take that. No, I don't think anything about it because I'm a sister and brother, but somehow seeing my heterosexual brothers grow naked there would be awkward. "Sister, that's enough. Get dressed." "Yes, yes, Taro by the way" I remain the same, waiting for my sister's words as I close my eyes. Clarify your ears and don't fail to make sure she is starting to wear clothes from the sound of clothes rubbing. I'm going to school tomorrow. ...... "What? My sister's in college? Why. "You have to deliver it to school and let it out. Taro, what do you look like right now (... you must be in elementary school" "Yes..." "It's the same, you want to go to the same high school, right? "Ugh, yeah." Besides, even if you look like you're in elementary school, the contents aren't changing. Now, there's no way I can cross over to other elementary school students, such as Chamberlain or 'Su'. If you do that, when your body returns to normal, it will also lead to a delay in learning compared to the same age around you. Besides, this body could do something about it before the end of the summer vacation... "Then I thought I'd finish the process early. I also picked up the necessary documents from City Hall and the medical certificate from the hospital." "Oh, thank you" "I'm going to school tomorrow. You get it, right? "... Yes" Though summer vacation. There will be some school students who encourage ministry activities. Am I going to go there with a silver-haired little girl? If so, we need to be as discreet as possible.
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84่ฉฑ ใ„ใ–ใ€ๅญฆๆ กใธ ใ€Œใˆใ€ใ‚ใฎๅฏๆ„›ใ„ๅญใฃใฆใ“ใ“ใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใชใฎ?ใ€ ใ€Œๅฐๅญฆ็”Ÿใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚ใชใ‚“ใงใ‚ฆใƒใฎไฝ“ๆ“ๆœ็€ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ€ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ใ™ใ”ใๅฏๆ„›ใ„......ใ€ ใ‚ใƒผใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงๅคšๆ•ฐใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ไบ‹ใซใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆๆ…ฃใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€‚ใ„ใ–ใ€็พๅฎŸใงๅฅ‡็•ฐใฎ็›ฎใŒ้›†ไธญใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ใจใ€ใŸใ˜ใ‚ใ„ใงใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๆ€ใ„ใง้€šใฃใฆใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎๅญฆๆ กใจใชใ‚‹ใจใ€ใใฎ้•ๅ’Œๆ„ŸใฏๅฆๅฟœใŒใชใๅข—ใ™ใ€‚่ฆ–็ทšใ‚’้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใ‚‹ๆญฃไฝ“ใŒๅญฆๆ กใฎๅŒ่ผฉใŸใกใจใ„ใ†้ขใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใจใฏ้•ใ†็Šถๆณใชใฎใงใ€ไฟบใฎๆˆธๆƒ‘ใ„ใซๆ‹่ปŠใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ไธ€ๅ› ใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ใฆใใฑใๆญฉใใ€ ๅง‰ใซๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ‹ใ‚Œๅญฆๆ กใฎ้–€ใ‚’้€šใ‚Šใ€ๆ ก่ˆŽใธใจๅ‘ใ‹ใ†ใ€‚ ๅคไผ‘ใฟใจใฏใ„ใˆใ€็››ใ‚“ใซ้ƒจๆดปๅ‹•ใซๅŠฑใ‚€็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใฏใŸใใ•ใ‚“ใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅฝผใ‚‰ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚‰ใŒไฟบ้”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚„ๅฆใ‚„ใ€้›†ใพใ‚Šใฏใ—ใชใใจใ‚‚ใ‚ถใƒฏใ‚ถใƒฏใจๅ›ใๅˆใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้€šๅญฆใงใใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใช......ใ€ ใ€Œไฝ•ใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ€‚ๅผฑๆฐ—ใซใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€ ใฃใฆใใŸๆ—ฅๅธธใŒใ€ๅฐ‘ๅฅณใธใจๅงฟใŒ่ปขใ˜ใ‚Œใฐไธ่‡ช็„ถใชๆ ผๅฅฝใซใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ๅ‘จใ‚Šใ‹ใ‚‰่จ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใงใ€ๆญฃ็›ดๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใฏ่‰ฏใใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ†ใชใ‚‹ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ—ใ€ๆ˜จๆ™ฉใฎใ†ใกใซใฏ่ฆšๆ‚Ÿใ‚‚ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€ๆฐ—ใซใ›ใšใซใ„ใใฎใ‚ˆใ€‚ใปใ‚‰ใ€ๅ‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ๅงฟๅ‹ขใ‚’ไผธใฐใ—ใฆใ€ ๆฅ่ณ“็”จใฎ็Ž„้–ขๅฃใซ็€ใใจ็”Ÿๅพ’้”ใฎ่ฆ–็•Œใ‹ใ‚‰้€ƒใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒใงใใŸใฎใงใ€ใปใ‚“ใฎไธ€ๆ™‚ใฎ้–“ใ ใ‘ใ€ๅฎ‰ๅ ตใง่ƒธใŒๆบ€ใŸใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใฃใฑใ‚Šใ€ใใฎๆœ่ฃ…ใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใชใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใƒผใ‚“......ๆˆ‘ใชใŒใ‚‰ๅญฆๆ กใซ่กŒใใชใ‚‰ใ“ใ‚ŒใŒๆ™ฎ้€šใ ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ๅง‰ใฎๆŒ‡ๆ‘˜ใ™ใ‚‹้€šใ‚Šๅคฑๆ•—ใ ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚......ใ€ ็ฟ’ๆ…ฃใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏๆใ‚ใ—ใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅญฆๆ กใจใ„ใ†ๅ ดใซใ€่‡ช็„ถใซๆบถใ‘่พผใ‚‚ใ†ใจๅŠชๅŠ›ใ—ใŸ็ตๆžœใ€ไฟบใฏไฝ“ๆ“ๆœใ‚’็€ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ๅฏพใ™ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใฏ็งๆœใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใ‚‚็งๆœใงๆฅใ‚Œใฐใ‚ˆใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใ‚‚ใ€ใ“ใฎๅญฆๆ กใฎๅœจๅญฆ็”Ÿใฎ่จผใงใ‚ใ‚‹ไฝ“ๆ“ๆœใ‚’ๅนผๅฅณใชไฟบใŒ่บซใซไป˜ใ‘ใฆใ„ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใ‚ใใ“ใพใงใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’็คบใ™ไบ‹ใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใฏ้–“้•ใฃใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ€ ใ€Œใพใ......ใญใ€ ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ‚’่‹ฆ็ฌ‘ใ„ใงๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ๅง‰ใŒๅผ•็Ž‡ใงใ€ไฟบใŒใ“ใ“ใฎๅœจๅญฆ็”Ÿใ€‚ ใใ‚ŒใŒไบ‹ๅฎŸใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใซใฏๅค‰ใ‚ใ‚Šใชใ„ใŒใ€ใ“ใฎ็ต„ใฟๅˆใ‚ใ›ใŒใฒใฉใไธๆ€่ญฐใซๆ˜ ใฃใฆใ—ใพใ†ไบ‹ใซ้…ใพใใชใŒใ‚‰ๆฐ—ไป˜ใ„ใŸ่‡ชๅˆ†ใซๅ†…ๅฟƒใงๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใคใพใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใจๅง‰ใฏใ“ใฎไธŠใชใ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆใƒขใƒ‡ใƒซใฎใ‚ทใƒณใ‚ญใ•ใ‚“? ใˆใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‹ใ—ใฆๆ’ฎๅฝฑใ‹ใช?ใ€ ใ€Œใใฎ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅญใฃใฆ......้Š€้ซช? ๅค–ไบบใ•ใ‚“? ใ™ใฃใ”ใๅฏๆ„›ใใชใ„!?ใ€ ๅปŠไธ‹ใงใ™ใ‚Œ้•ใฃใŸไบŒไบบ็ต„ใฎๅฅณๅญ้”ใŒ่ถณใ‚’็ซ‹ใกๆญขใ‚ใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใซๆŽฅ่งฆใ—ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‹่ฟทใฃใŸ็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใ‚’้ ๅทปใใซ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใŠใ„ใ€้Š€้ซชใฎ็พŽๅฐ‘ๅฅณใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใžใ€ ใ€ŒใŠๅ‰ใ€็†ฑใ•ใง้ ญใŒใŠใ‹ใ—ใใช......ๅคฉไฝฟใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ! ็ถบ้บ—ใชใŠใญใˆใ•ใ‚“ใ‚‚ใ„ใ‚‹!ใ€ ๆ กๅ†…่ตฐไธญใฎๅ“็ƒ้ƒจใจๆ€ใ—ใ็”ทๅญ็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใŒ่‰ฒใ‚ใใŸใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคช้ƒŽใ€‚่ฟ‘ใฅใใชใจใ„ใ†ๆ€ใ„ใ‚’ใ“ใ‚ใฆใ€ใ ใŒๆ„›ๆƒณใ‚ˆใ็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใฟใ‚ใ€ ใใ†ไฟบใซใ‚ขใƒ‰ใƒใ‚คใ‚นใ‚’ใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚Œใฐใ€ๅฃๅ…ƒใฏใซใ“ใ‚„ใ‹ใชๅผงใ‚’ๆใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซใ€ใใฎ็žณใซใฏใฉใ“ใ‹ๅ‚ใซ่กŒใ้›ฃใ„ๅฐ่ฑกใ‚’ๆฎ‹ใ™่‰ฒใŒๆปฒใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ‚“ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆตฎใ‹ในใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅปŠไธ‹ใ‚’ใฉใ‚“ใฉใ‚“ๆญฉใ‚“ใงใ„ใใ€‚ ใชใ‚“ใจใชใใ€ไป•ไบ‹ใƒขใƒผใƒ‰ใฎไธ€็’ฐใซๅ…ฅใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ๅง‰ใซ็ดๅพ—ใ—ใคใคใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใ‚‚็œŸไผผใ—ใฆใฟใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆฅตๅŠ›ใ€็›ธๆ‰‹ใจใฎ่ฆ‹ใˆใชใ„ๅฃใ‚’ๅฝขๆˆใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชใ€่ท้›ขใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅฟƒใŒใ‘ใฆใ€‚ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆๆ„Ÿใ˜ใฎๆ‚ชใ„ใ‚‚ใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใ€‚ใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ๅฅฝๆ„็š„ใชๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚‚่พผใ‚ใฆใŠใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚„ใ‚Œใฐใงใใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ๅคช้ƒŽใ€ ่ค’ใ‚ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸๅง‰ใŒไฟบใซๅ‘ใ‘ใŸ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฏใ€ไป–ใฎไบบใซๅทฎใ—ใ ใ™ใƒขใƒŽใจใฏ้•ใ„ใ€ๅคช้™ฝใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซ็œฉใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใ„ๅธซๅŒ ใŒใ„ใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ ็…งใ‚Œใใ•ใใฆใ€ๅง‰ใธใฎ็งฐ่ณ›ใ‚’ๆ‰‹็Ÿญใซ้€ใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ็œŸใฃๅ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅง‰ใฎ้ก”ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๆฅใšใ‹ใ—ใใฆใ€ไฟบใฏ็›ฎใ‚’้€ธใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚่ฆ–็ทšใฏ่‡ช็„ถใจใ€ๅบŠใธใจใ“ใผใ‚Œ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ......ใ‚ใ€็œฉใ—ใ„ใ€ ๅปŠไธ‹ใฎใƒชใƒŽใƒชใ‚ฆใƒ ใŒๅคใฎๆ—ฅๅทฎใ—ใซๅๅฐ„ใ—ใฆ็…Œใ‚ใใ€ไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅŒ…ใฟ่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅŒ็ดš็”Ÿ้”ใฎ่ฆ–็ทšใซๆ™’ใ•ใ‚Œใ€ๅฟƒใจ่บซไฝ“ใŒๅผทๅผตใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใชใฎใซใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใจๅ„ชใ—ใ„ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ ? ใŠๅ‰ใ‚‚็งใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒขใƒ‡ใƒซใซใชใฃใฆใฟใ‚‹ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใฎใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹?ใ€ ๅง‰ใฏ่‡ชๅˆ†ใฎ้ซชใ‚’ใชใงใคใ‘ใ€ไฟบใฎๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆกใ‚‹ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅผทใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ๆฉŸๅซŒใŒ่‰ฏใใชใ‚‹ใจใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ๅง‰ใฎ้ซชใ„ใ˜ใ‚Š็™–ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ไฟบใ‚‚็ฌ‘ใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใ„! ใ‚ใฎๅญใฎใ€ไปŠใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”่ฆ‹ใŸใ‹......?ใ€ ใ€Œใ‚„ในใˆใ€ไฟบ......ไฝ•ใ‹ใซ็›ฎ่ฆšใ‚ใใ†ใ€ ไฟบ้”ใฏๆ ก่ˆŽๅ†…ใงๅ‡บใใ‚ใ™็”Ÿๅพ’ใŸใกใฎๅๅฟœใซใ€ๆถผใ—ใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ใ‚‚ใฃใฆใ‚นใƒซใƒผใ‚’็ถšใ‘ใฆใ„ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅœจๅญฆๅฑŠใ‘ใ‚’็”ณ่ซ‹ใ™ใ‚‹็›ธๆ‰‹ใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆ ก้•ทๅ…ˆ็”Ÿใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅง‰ใฏไบ‹ๅ‰ใซๅญฆๆ กๅดใธ้€ฃ็ตกใ‚’ใ—ใฆใŠใ‚Šใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎๅˆๅพŒใซๆ ก้•ทใจๅฏพ้ขใ™ใ‚‹ใ‚ขใƒใ‚’ๅ–ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‹......ใ€‚่žใ„ใฆใฏใ„ใŸใŒใ€ใใฎใ‚ใ‚Œใ ใช......ใ€‚ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€ๅฟ˜ใ‚Œใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ใใ€ใใ“ใซ่…ฐใ‹ใ‘ใฆๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ‚Œใ€‚ๅผ•็Ž‡ใซๆฅใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€ใŠๅง‰ใ•ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ‹ใ€‚ใ‚ใชใŸใ‚‚ใใกใ‚‰ใงๅฐ‘ใ—ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใฆใใ ใ•ใ„ใ€ ไฝ“่‚ฒใฎๅพŒ่—คๅ…ˆ็”ŸใŒใ€ไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆๆŒ™ๅ‹•ไธๅฏฉใชๆง˜ๅญใงไฟบ้”ใ‚’ๅ‡บ่ฟŽใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ๅฝผใฎๆŒ‡็คบ้€šใ‚Šใ€่ทๅ“กๅฎคใฎๆฅ่ณ“็”จใฎใ‚ฝใƒ•ใ‚กใซๅบงใฃใฆใŠใใ€‚ ่ทๅ“กๅฎคๅ†…ใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅ…ˆ็”ŸใŸใกใฏใ€ใƒใƒฉใƒชใƒใƒฉใƒชใจๆ™‚ใ€…ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŒใ€่ชฐไธ€ไบบ่ฉฑใ—ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚‹็ด ๆŒฏใ‚Šใฏ่ฆ‹ใ›ใฆใ“ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ•ฐๅˆ†ๅพŒใ€ๆ•™้ ญๅ…ˆ็”ŸใŒๆ ก้•ทๅฎคใธใจๆกˆๅ†…ใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใžใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใธใ€ ๆ•™้ ญใฎๅพŒใซใคใ„ใฆใ„ใๅฝขใงใ€ๆ ก้•ทๅฎคใฎๆ‰‰ใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใ‚Œใฐโ€•โ€•ใ€‚ ๅ“ใฎ่‰ฏใ„ๆ‰‹ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฎ่กŒใๅฑŠใ„ใŸๆœจ่ฃฝใฎๆœบใ‚’ๅฏพ้ขใซใ€ใฉใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆค…ๅญใซ่…ฐใ‚’่ฝใก็€ใ‘ใŸๆ ก้•ทๅ…ˆ็”ŸใŒใ„ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆใ€ใใฎๅ‚ใซใฏ ใˆ......? ๆ ก้•ทๅฎคใซใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใŒใ„ใ‚‹? ใใ‚“ใชไฟบใฎๅ‹•ๆบใจ็–‘ๆƒ‘ใฏใ€ๆ ก้•ทใฎ็™บใ—ใŸๅฃฐใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๆŠผใ—ใคใถใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ ก้•ทใฎ้šฃใซใ„ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใซ็›ฎใ‚’ๅ‘ใ‘ใฆใ€ๅง‰ใŒใ„ใถใ‹ใ—ใ‚€ใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใใฎไฟฎ้“ๅฅณใจใฏๅง‰ใ‚‚ไฟบใ‚‚ ใฏใƒ‹ใƒƒใ‚ณใƒชใจๆฏใชใ‚‹ๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ไฟบ้”ใซ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใใŸใ€‚ไธ€ๆ–นใงใ€ใ€Žไฝ•ใ‚‚ๅ–‹ใ‚‹ใชใ€ใจ็„ก่จ€ใฎๅœงใ‚’ๅซใ‚ใฆใใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅฆนใฎใƒŸใ‚ทใ‚งใƒซใŒๅ‰ใ‹ใ‚‰้€šใ„ใ€็†ฑไธญ็—‡ใงๅ€’ใ‚ŒใŸๆ™‚ใซๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไฟบใ‚‚ใ€ๆœ€่ฟ‘ใงใฏ้ก”ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ™ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใชใฃใŸ่ฟ‘ๆ‰€ใฎๆ•™ไผšใฎ่ฒฌไปป่€…ใ€ใ€Ž่™น่‰ฒใฎๅฅณ็ฅžใ€ใจใ‹ใ„ใ†็ฅžๆง˜ใซไป•ใˆใ‚‹ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็›ฃ็ฃใฎ่จฑใ€ไฟบใฏ้€ฑไธ€ใƒšใƒผใ‚นใงๆ•™ไผšใซ่จชใ‚ŒใŸไบบ้”ใฎๅ‘Š่งฃใ‚’่žใๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€ใ‚ทใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใฎ็œŸไผผไบ‹ใ‚’ใ•ใ›ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใชใœใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใŒใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใซ......? ใ€Œ............ใ€ ๅ…ˆ็จ‹ใพใงไธๅ‹•ใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๆบใˆใฆใ„ใŸๅง‰ใฎ้ก”ใซใ€ไธ€ๆŠนใฎๆญชใฟใŒ็”Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ไฟบใฏ่ฆ‹้€ƒใ•ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
85 84 Stories, Go To School "Oh, is that pretty girl a student here? "It's elementary school, isn't it? Why are you wearing our gymnastics clothes?" "But so cute..." Ah. I should have been somewhat used to being able to gaze at a large number of people in a clan clan. When strange eyes become concentrated in reality, they become dull. That makes the discomfort more irresponsible when it becomes my school, which I went to without any feeling and with a feeling close to a certain inertia (because of it). The aspect of who you are flying your gaze at is that your school peers are in a different situation than Clan Clan, so it could be one reason to applaud my confusion. "Taro, walk tight" My sister pulled my hand through the school gate and headed to the school building. Though on summer vacation, there are plenty of students who flourish to encourage ministry activities. They're whispering to each other without seeing us or getting together. "Can I go to school..." "What are you talking about? It doesn't make me weak." The routine, which has been extremely commonplace, is dressed unnaturally if it turns into a girl. That's what they seem to say from around here, and I honestly don't feel good. But I knew this would happen, and I was ready by last night. "Taro, don't worry about it. Look, look forward, stretch your posture." When I reached the front door for guests, I was able to escape the sight of the students, so my chest would be filled with relief for just a moment. "After all, maybe that outfit wasn't good enough" "Hmmm... I thought this was normal if I was going to school while I was there, but as my sister pointed out, it could have been a failure..." Habits are horrible. I wore gymnastics clothes as a result of my efforts to blend in naturally at school. My sister is wearing personal clothes. I should have come in my personal clothes, too. If I hadn't worn gymnastics clothing, which is a testament to the students at this school, the students might not have reacted that far. "But Taro's not wrong" "Well..." Take the follow up with a bitter laugh. My sister pulled the trigger, and I'm the student here. It doesn't change that it's true, but I'm heartily surprised at myself for realizing that this combination is going to look terribly strange. I mean, me and my sister seem to stand out above this. "Is that Mr. Sinki, the model? Oh, maybe shooting? "What kid next to that... silver hair? Outsiders? Not sooo cute!? A pair of misplaced girls in the hallway stop on their feet and show off their bareback gestures distracted from making contact with this one. "Whoa, whoa, whoa, there's a pretty girl with silver hair." "You're crazy because of the heat... you look like an angel! Some beautiful ladies! I think the table tennis club is walking on campus and the boys are dying. "Taro, keep away from me, but laugh lovingly." Yes, he gave me advice. When I saw my sister, her mouth painted a gloomy arc, but her eyes seeped with colors that left a difficult impression of going somewhere beside her. With such a grin, I walk down the hallway more and more. Somehow, while I'm convinced my sister is in part of the work mode, I'll try to imitate it too. Try your best, smile as open a distance, like forming an invisible wall with your opponent. Still, it's never something that feels bad. Instead, keep it favorable. "You can do it, Taro." The smile my sister gave me, who praised me, was dazzling like the sun, unlike anything I would give others. "Because I have a good master." Light up and send a quick compliment to my sister. I'm ashamed to see my sister's face head-on, and I'm out of my sight. The gaze spills naturally onto the floor. "... Ah, dazzling" The linoleum in the hallway is reflecting in the summer sun and brilliant, enveloping us. I was exposed to the gaze of my classmates, and my mind and body should be stretched, but I felt strange and tender time flowing to my sister and brother (us). "What do you say? You're gonna try to be a model like me, aren't you? My sister squeezed her own hair and only slightly strengthened her ability to hold my hand. I kind of laughed too when I saw my sister's hair teasing habits that made me feel better. "Hey! Did you see that kid's, like, smile now...? "Yabe, I... I think I'm gonna wake up to something" We continued through with a cool grin at the reaction of the students we met in the school building. The person applying for school delivery is, of course, the principal. So my sister had contacted the school side beforehand and seemed to be making an appointment this afternoon to face the principal. "Two pairs a year... Buddha (two) or... I was listening, but that's it... No, it's nothing, forget it. Well, sit back there and wait for me. You came to the pull rate, was it your sister? Just wait a little while there, too." Dr. Goto, a gym teacher, looked at me and greeted us with suspicious behavior. As he instructs, I'll sit on the couch for guests in the staff room. The teachers in the staff room look at this one sometimes with chills, but they don't show the bare gesture of anyone talking to them. Then a few minutes later, the head teacher led me to the principal's office. "Go ahead, come here" If you open the door to the principal's office in a way that follows the head teacher -. There was a well-maintained wooden desk facing each other and a headmaster who slowly laid his back on the chair. And beside it stood a woman in a monastic garment (...). Huh...? Is there a Sister in the principal's office? Such my agitation and suspicion are crushed by the pronounced voice of the principal. Eyes on the woman next to the principal, my sister shakes a lot. Yes, the nun and I both knew each other (...). Sister (...) - Lean (...) flew a nickel and a mother smile at us. On the other hand, I also felt like I was including silent pressure to 'don't talk about anything'. She was helped when her sister, Michelle, went by from before and fell from heat stroke. I am also a Sister who serves a god named 'Rainbow Goddess', the head of a neighborhood church who has recently become facetious. With her supervisor like that, I listen to the confessions of people who visit the church at a pace of Monday, and they make me imitate Sister... Why is she here...? ............ I didn't miss a slight distortion in my sister's face when she had an immovable grin until earlier.
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ใถใ‚Šใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ ใ‘ใƒ„ใƒ„ใƒ„ใƒ„ใƒ„ใ‚คใƒผใƒˆใ—ใฆใŠใ“ใ†ใ€ ่˜ๅŽณใชๆผ†้ป’ใ‚’ใพใจใฃใŸ ใ‚ณใƒŽใ‚จๅ›ใจ้Šใณ็ต‚ใˆใŸไฟบใฏใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใจ2ไบบใงๅœฐไธ‹้ƒฝๅธ‚ใƒจใƒผใƒซใƒณใธใจ่จชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ็›ฎ็š„ๅœฐใฏใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“1ใคใ€‚ ๅดฉใ‚Œใ‹ใ‘ใŸ็Ÿณๅฃใซใใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจๅ›ฒใพใ‚ŒใŸๅฎŸ้จ“ๅ ดใซ้™ฝๅ…‰ใฏๅฑŠใใฏใšใ‚‚ใชใใ€ใŸใ ใŸใ ๅ†ทใŸใ„ใ€‚ ๅœฐไธ‹็ฅžๆฎฟใฎ็œŸๆจชใซไฝ็ฝฎใ™ใ‚‹้š ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸๅทฅๆˆฟใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใŒ็ฎก็†ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใใ“ใซใฏๆ›ดใซๅœฐไธ‹ใธใจ็ถšใ้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใŒใ‚ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆš—ใ„ใงใ™ใญใ€ ใผใ‚“ใ‚„ใ‚Šใจ็™ฝใ„ๅ…‰ใ‚’ๆ”พใคใ€Žๆœˆๅ…‰็Ÿณใ€ใงไฝœใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸๅฎŸ้จ“ๅฎคใจใฏ็•ฐใชใ‚Šใ€้š ใ—้€š่ทฏใฏๆญฃ็œŸๆญฃ้Š˜ใฎๆš—้—‡ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€ๆˆ‘ใŒๆ„›ๅผŸๅญใฏๅคœ็›ฎใฎๅˆฉใ้ญ”็œผใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆใ„ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†?ใ€ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ใฎ็›ฎใซใฏ่ฒ ใ‘ใพใ™ใฃใฆใ€ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€ๆฎŠๅ‹ใงใ‚ขใƒผใƒซใ€ ็”Ÿๅ‰ใฏๅกๆ™บใ‚’ๆธ‡ๆœ›ใ™ใ‚‹็›ฎใŒๅŽใพใฃใฆใ„ใŸใงใ‚ใ‚ใ†็ฉบ่™šใช็œผๅญ”ใซใ€ไปŠ็ฏใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฉใ‚„ใ‹ใช่’ผ็‚Žใ€‚ไฟบใฏ้ญ”็œผใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใพใพใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใ็œผๅ…‰ใ‚’้ ผใ‚Šใซไธ‹ใธไธ‹ใธใจ้™ใ‚Šใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ€้€š่ทฏใฎ็Ÿณๅฃใฎ่‰ฒใŒๅค‰ใ‚ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใซๆฐ—ใฅใใ€‚ใ˜ใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจ่ตคๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใ€ไธๆ€่ญฐใซๆ€ใฃใฆๆŒ‡ๅ…ˆใง่งฆใ‚Œใ‚Œใฐใคใ‚‹ใ‚Šใจใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคฉ็„ถใฎ็Ÿณใซใ‚ใ‚‹ใพใ˜ใๆ„Ÿ่งฆๆ•…ใ€ใŠใใ‚‰ใไธนๅฟตใซ็ฃจใ‹ใ‚ŒใŸ้ญ”็Ÿณใ‹ไฝ•ใ‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅฅฅใธ้€ฒใ‚€ใจใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง้€š่ทฏใ‚’ๅกžใใ‚ˆใ†ใซใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใŒๅนพๆœฌใ‚‚็ชใ็ซ‹ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฎใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใฎไธ€ๆŒฏใ‚ŠใŒๅฆ™ใซๅคงใใใ€ๆŸ„ใ‚‚ๅซใ‚ใฆ2ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใใ†ใช้•ทใ•ใ‚’่ช‡ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ๅฅฅใพใงๆ•ฐ็™พๆœฌใฎใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใŒ็„ก้€ ไฝœใซ็ชใ็ซ‹ใคใฎใฏๅœฐ็„ใธใจ็ถšใ้‡ใฎ้“ใซ่ฆ‹ใˆใŸใ€‚ ๅ‰ใ€ใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขไฝฟใ„ใฎ้”ไบบใ ใฃใŸใ‚‚ใฎใงใชใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใŒไฟบใ‚’ใฉใ“ใธ่ช˜ใŠใ†ใจใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‚‹็จ‹ๅบฆไบˆๆธฌใงใใŸใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใŒไฝ•ใ‹ใ‚’ๅฃใšใ•ใ‚€ใจใ€้ญ”ๆณ•้™ฃใŒ็ฉบไธญใซๆตฎใ‹ใณใ™ใใซ้œงๆ•ฃใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ไฝ•้‡ใซใ‚‚ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸ้˜ฒ่ญท้ญ”ๆณ•ใ‚„ใƒˆใƒฉใƒƒใƒ—ใ‚’่งฃ้™คใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ„ใใคใฎ่งฃ้™คๅ‘ชๆ–‡ใŒๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ”พใŸใ‚ŒใŸใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๆฐ—ใฅใ‘ใฐ้€š่ทฏใฏ็ต‚ใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ไฟบใŸใกใฏ้–‹ใ‘ใŸ็ฉบ้–“ใซๅˆฐ็€ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€ŒๅธซๅŒ ......ใ“ใ“ใฏ......ใ€ ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆฅ่จชใซๅ‘ผๅฟœใ™ใ‚‹ไป•ๆŽ›ใ‘ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‹ใ€็žฌๆ™‚ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใใคใ‚‚ใฎ็‡ญๅฐใซ้’ใ„็ซใŒ็ฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ๅธซๅŒ ใฎไธก็›ฎใจๅŒ่‰ฒใฎ่’ผ็‚ŽใŒใ„ใใคใ‚‚ๅ‡บ็พใ™ใ‚‹ๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹ๅ ดๆ‰€ใซๅธซๅŒ ใฎ็›ฎใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ†ใช้Œฏ่ฆšใ‚’่ฆšใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆบใ‚‰ใ‚ใๅ…‰ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅงฟใ‚’็พใ—ใŸใฎใฏโ€•โ€• ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใจๆˆ‘ใŒใ€ๆญปๅพŒใ‚‚ใ€ๆฐธ้ ใ‚’ ใใ“ใซใฏๅค้Œ†ใณใŸๆ•™ไผšใŒ้™ใ‹ใซไฝ‡ใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸใ€‚็ฅžๆฎฟใจๆฏ”ในใ‚Œใฐ่ฆๆจกใฏๅŠฃใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใฎใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ใ‚Œใฃใใจใ—ใŸ้ขจๆƒ…ใŒใ‚ใ‚Š้•ทใ„ๆญดๅฒใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆš—้—‡ใฎไธญใงใ™ใ‚‰ใใฎๅญ˜ๅœจๆ„Ÿใฏไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณใ•ใŒ้š›็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใŒๆ•™ไผšใฎๅ‰ใซ็ซ‹ใกๅณ่…•ใ‚’ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซๆŒฏใ‚‹ใ€‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใจ้‰„่ฃฝใฎๅทจๅคงๆ‰‰ใฏใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใ‚ฎใ‚ฃใƒผใจ้‡ใ„้Ÿณใ‚’่ป‹ใพใ›ใชใŒใ‚‰ไธ€ไบบใงใซ้–‹ใ„ใฆใ‚†ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ชใ‚ชใƒƒใ€ๆ„›ใ—ใฎใƒžใ‚คใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒƒ!ใ€ ๅธซๅŒ ใŒๅคงๆ‰‹ใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆ้ง†ใ‘ๅฏ„ใ‚‹ใฏ......ๅทจๅคงใช ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใใฎๆฐทๅกŠใ‚’่ฆ†ใ†ใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ—ใฆใ€ๅทจๅคงใช้ชจใฎๆ‰‹ใŒไธŠใ‹ใ‚‰ๆŽดใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใฎใงไธๆฐ—ๅ‘ณๆฅตใพใ‚Šใชใ„ใ€‚ๆŒ‡้ชจใฎไธ€ๆœฌไธ€ๆœฌใŒ5ใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซไปฅไธŠใฏใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅœงๅ€’็š„ใชใ‚นใ‚ฑใƒผใƒซใซๆ„Ÿๅ˜†ใฎๆ€ใ„ใง่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚‚ใกใ‚ใ‚“ๆฐทไธญใซใฏใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใŒๆ„›ใ—ใฆใ‚„ใพใชใ„ๅทจไบบใจใฎ ใ‚ˆ! ้ ผใ‚€......!ใ€ ไธ‡ๆ„Ÿใฎใ“ใ‚‚ใฃใŸๅฃฐใŒ่ฝใกใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฏใ“ใฎๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ๅฅณๆ€งใ‚’่˜‡็”Ÿใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ‘ใซๅทจไบบ็Ž‹ๅ›ฝใ‚’ๆป…ใผใ—ใ€ใ“ใฎๅทจๅคงใชๅฎŸ้จ“ๅ ดใ‚’ไฝœใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใซๅทจไบบใฎ่ก€ใŒๆตใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไปฅไธŠใ€ๅทจไบบใ‚’ๅฎŸ้จ“็ด ไฝ“ใจใ—ใฆๆดป็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ ใ€‚ใ•ใ‚‰ใซๅธซๅŒ ใฏไบบ้–“ใฎใพใพใงใฏๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่˜‡็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใพใงใซ ๆญปใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใชใŠๅฝผๅฅณใธใ€้•ทใ„ใ€้•ทใ„ๅนดๆœˆๆ„›ใ‚’ๆณจใŽ่พผใฟใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฏ็ ”้‘ฝใจ็ ”็ฉถใ‚’้‡ใญ็ถšใ‘ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใŒใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆœ›ใฟใ‚’ใ€ๅคขใ‚’ใ€ๅฎŸ็พใงใใ‚‹ใฎใฏ่ช‡ใ‚Šใซๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ :้š ใ—็ด ๆใ‚’็™บ่ฆ‹ใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€‘ใจใ€ๅทจไบบ็Ž‹ใฎๅณๆ‰‹้ชจใ€‘ใ‚’ๆ‰‹ใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใพใ—ใŸ: ไฟบใฏใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใ‚ˆใ‚Š่ญฒๆธกใ•ใ‚ŒใŸ2ใคใฎ็ด ๆใ‚’็œบใ‚ใ€ใ‚ดใ‚ฏใƒชใจๅ–‰ใ‚’้ณดใ‚‰ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Ž้‘‘ๅฎš็œผใ€ใง่ฆ‹ๅฎšใ‚ใ‚Œใฐใ™ใงใซ2ใคใฏใ€ๅธŒๅฐ‘็ด ๆใ€‘ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ๅณๅบงใซใ€ ไธ‡ๅ…จใฎไฝ“ๅˆถใ‚’ๆ•ทใใ€ใ„ใ‚ˆใ„ใ‚ˆใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎไบบใ‚’่˜‡ใ‚‰ใ™ใŸใ‚ใซๆฐ—ๅˆใ‚’ๅ…ฅใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆญฃ็›ดใชใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใ€ๅดฉไฝ:ๅนปๆƒณ็ฃใฎๅ’†ๅ“ฎใ€‘ใฏๆ‰ฑใ†็ด ๆใŒๅคšใ‘ใ‚Œใฐๅคšใ„ใปใฉๅผทๅŠ›ใชๅ€‹ไฝ“ใ‚’็”Ÿใฟๅ‡บใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใงใ€2ใคใ—ใ‹็ด ๆใ‚’ไฝฟใ‚ใชใ„ใฎใฏใ‚‚ใฃใŸใ„ใชใ„ใจใ‚‚ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅ ดๅˆใฏ5ใคใฎ็ด ๆ็พคใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใฆใ€ๅ…จๅดฉไฝ:ๅ…จ็Ÿฅๅ…จ่ƒฝใฎ ่‚ฉใฎๅŠ›ใ‚’ๆŠœใใ€‚ ใชใซใ›ๅคฑๆ•—ใฏ่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ–้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใซๅ–ใ‚ŠๆŽ›ใ‹ใ‚ใ†ใจใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใงใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ‹ใ‚‰ๅฃฐใŒใ‹ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๅคฑๆ•—ใฏใ—ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใชใ‚ˆใ€ใจใฎๅฟตๆŠผใ—ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹? ใ€Œใฏใ€ใฏใ„ใ€ ใŠใ‚‚ใ‚€ใ‚ใซใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆ–นใธใจๅ‘ใ‘ใฐใ€ใŠๆฑบใพใ‚Šใฎ ๅธซๅŒ ใฏๅคฑๆ•—ใ—ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚ˆใ„ใ€ใจๅ„ชใ—ใ„่จ€่‘‰ใ‚’ใ‹ใ‘ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฃใจไฟบใฎ็ทŠๅผตใ‚’่งฃใใปใใ™ใŸใ‚ใซใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ไฟบใ‚‚่ปฝๅฃใง่ฟ”ใ—ใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใฉใฎใฟใกไฟบใŒใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใงใ™ใ‹ใ€ ใ€Œๅฝ“ใŸใ‚Šๅ‰ใ ใ€‚ๆˆ‘ใŒๆ„›ๅผŸๅญใซๅ‹ใ‚‹่€…ใชใฉใ„ใชใ„ใƒƒใ€ ๅธซๅŒ ใŒๅ…จๅน…ใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’ๅฏ„ใ›ใฆใใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใŒใŸใพใ‚‰ใชใๅฌ‰ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆœŸๅพ…ใซๅฟœใˆใฆใฟใ›ใ‚‹ใฎใŒๅผŸๅญใฎๅ‹™ใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ! ๅฟ…ใšๆˆๅŠŸใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใจๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใฟใ€ไฟบใฏใ‚ขใ‚ฏใƒ†ใ‚ฃใƒ–ใƒฏใƒผใƒ‰ใ‚’็™บใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใŒ็™บๅ‹•ใ™ใ‚‹ใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซไฟบใฎ่ƒŒๅพŒใซใฏๅคงใใช็พ…้‡็›คใŒๆตฎใ‹ใณๅง‹ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ–นไฝ็ฃ้‡ใŒ็คบใ™ใ€ๅดฉไฝใ‚’ใƒใƒฉใƒชใจ็ขบ่ชใ—ใฆใ‹ใ‚‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคฉใ‚ˆใ‚Š้ ‚ใ็Ž‹ๅ† ใฏๆฑบๅˆฅใ€ๅŒๆ–นๆ„š่€…ใฎไบ‰ใ„ใ‚’้ป„ๆ˜ใซ่ฝใจใ—ใ€็จ€ไบบใฏ็ต‚ๆˆฆใฎๆ™‚ใ‚’ๅˆปใพใ‚“ใจใ™โ€•โ€•ใ€ ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ„ใŸใ ใ„ใŸ2ใคใฎ็ด ๆ็พคใ‚’ใ‚ปใƒƒใƒˆใ—ใ€ใ•ใ‚‰ใซไฟบ่‡ช่บซใฎๅทฆๆ‰‹ใ€ไบบไฝ“้ƒจไฝ็ด ๆใ‚’้ธๆŠžใ€‚ ไฟบใฏ้ฃ›ใณไบคใ†ใฒใ—ๅฝขใฎใƒŽใƒผใƒ„ใซๅˆใ‚ใ›ใ€ๅ››่‚ขใ‚’่บๅ‹•ใ•ใ›ใฆใฏ็ฃจใใซ็ฃจใ„ใŸใƒ€ใƒณใ‚นใฎ่…•ๅ‰ใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใŸใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใฏๆณฐ็„ถใจใ—ใŸๆง‹ใˆใงไฟบใ‚’่ฆ‹ใคใ‚็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ๆœฌๅฝ“ใฏๅ†…ๅฟƒใงใฏไธๅฎ‰ใซๆ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ไฟบใŒๅคฑๆ•—ใ™ใ‚Œใฐ็ด ๆใฏๅคฑใ‚ใ‚Œใ€ๆ„›ใ™ใ‚‹ไบบใฎๅพฉๆดปใฏ้žๅธธใซ้ ใฎใใ€‚ใ‚‚ใ†2ๅบฆใจไผšใˆใชใใชใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใใฎๆๆ€–ๅฟƒใŒใ„ใ‹ใซๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅฟƒใ‚’่•ใ‚€ใ‹ใฏ่จˆใ‚Š็Ÿฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ใ ใŒใ€ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚ใชใŠใ€ๆ‚ ็„ถใจไฝ‡ใ‚€ๅงฟใฏไฟบใซๅ…จๅน…ใฎไฟก้ ผใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจไธปๅผตใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ไฟบใฏไธ€ๅฟƒไธไนฑใซใƒŽใƒผใƒ„ใ‚’่ฟฝใ„ๆฑ‚ใ‚ใ€ๅฟ…ๆญปใซใ‚ฟใ‚คใƒŸใƒณใ‚ฐใ‚’ๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆ่ผใใซ่งฆใ‚Œ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใใ†ใ—ใฆ2ๅˆ†ใปใฉใ€ไฟบใซใจใฃใฆใฏ้žๅธธใซ้•ทใๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ‚‹ๆ™‚้–“ใŒ้ŽใŽใŸใ€‚ :ไบบไฝ“้ƒจไฝใ€Ž็™ฝ้Š€ๅงซใฎๆ‹…ใ„ๆ‰‹ใ€: ไธๆ„ใซใƒญใ‚ฐใŒๆตใ‚Œใ€็ทŠๅผตใฏๅ…จ่บซใซ่ตฐใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๆฌกใฎ็žฌ้–“ใซไฟบใฏๆบขใ‚Œใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎๆญ“ๅ–œใซๅฟƒใŒ้œ‡ใˆใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ๅดฉไฝ็ฃ้‡ใŒ2ใคใฎ็•ฐ็•Œใ‚’ๆŒ‡ใ—็คบใ™ใฎใซๆˆๅŠŸใ—ใพใ—ใŸ: ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€‘ใ‚’็พ็•Œใ•ใ›ใพใ—ใŸ: ใ€Œ......ๅธซๅŒ ใƒƒ!?ใ€ ๅธซๅŒ ใฏ้ชจใจใชใฃใŸไธกๆ‰‹ใ‚’้œ‡ใ‚ใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅ…‰ใฎไธญใ‹ใ‚‰ใตใ‚ใ‚Šใจๆตฎใ‹ใณใ‚ใŒใฃใŸๅฅณๆ€งใธใจๆ‰‹ใ‚’ไผธใฐใ™ใ€‚ใใฎๅ ดใฎใ™ในใฆใ‚’้—‡ๅคœใซๆŸ“ใ‚ใ‚‹ๅ‹ขใ„ใงๆผ†้ป’ใŒๅนใ่’ใ‚Œใ€ใใฎๅ…‰ๆ™ฏใฏๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅ†…ๅฟƒใ‚’ๅฆ‚ๅฎŸใซ็‰ฉ่ชžใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใฏๅนพ้‡ใซใ‚‚้‡ใชใ‚Šใ€้Ÿฟใ็ถšใ‘ใŸ ๆ‚ฒๅ“€ใ€็ตถๆœ›ใ€ไธๅฏ่ƒฝใ€ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚†ใ‚‹่ฉฆ็ทดใ‚’ไน—ใ‚Š่ถŠใˆใŸๅ…ˆใซ็”Ÿใ˜ใŸๆ„Ÿๆถ™ใฎๅซใณใ€‚ ๆฐธใใซๆธกใ‚Šใ€ๆœฝใกใฌๆƒณใ„ใ‚’ๆŠฑใ็ถšใ‘ใŸๅธซๅŒ ใฎ้ญ‚ใฎๅซใณใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฎๅฝผๅฒธ่Šฑใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€‘ใซ่พ›ๆŠฑใŸใพใ‚‰ใ‚“ใจใ„ใฃใŸใ”ๆง˜ๅญใงใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฏ้—‡ใ‚’ๅผ•ใ้€ฃใ‚Œใฆ้ฃ›ใณใคใ“ใ†ใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆ„Ÿๅ‹•ใฎๅ†ไผšใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œๆˆ‘ใŒใƒƒใƒƒๆ„›ใ—ใฎใƒžใ‚คใƒฌโ€•โ€•ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใ€Œใถในใ‚‰ใƒƒใƒƒ!ใ€ ใˆใฃ? ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅฃใ‹ใ‚‰็•ฐ้ŸณใŒๅผพใ‘ใ€ไฟบใฏไธ€็žฌใ ใ‘ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใฎใ‹็†่งฃใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใ‚‚ใใฎใฏใšใงๅธซๅŒ ใจๅฝผๅฅณใŒ็†ฑใ„ๆŠฑๆ“ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ใ‹ใจๆ€ใ„ใใ‚„ใ€ใพใ•ใ‹ใฎๅฝผๅฅณใŒๅ…จๅŠ›ใฎๅนณๆ‰‹ๆ‰“ใกใงๅธซๅŒ ใฎ้ ญใ‚’ใถใกๆŠœใ„ใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ๅ…จไฝ“้‡ใŒไน—ใฃใŸๆธพ่บซใฎไธๆ„ๆ‰“ใกใซใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฏ้ฅใ‹ๅพŒๆ–นใซๅนใ้ฃ›ใฐใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใ—ใ‹ใ‚‚ใŠใใ‚‰ใใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๆฎดใฃใŸๅทฆๆ‰‹ใซใฏ้Š€่‰ฒใฎๅ…‰ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใง......ใใ‚Œใฏใ€ ใใ‚“ใช้ขจใซ้ ญใฎไธญใงใƒ€ใƒกใƒผใ‚ธใฏ่จˆ็ฎ—ใงใใ‚‹ใŒใ€ใฉใ†ใ—ใฆใ„ใ„ใฎใ‹ใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใšๅ”–็„ถใจๆˆใ‚Š่กŒใใ‚’่ฆ‹ๅฎˆใ‚‹ใปใ‹ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰! ใปใ‚“ใจใซใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใฏใƒƒใƒƒใ€้ฆฌ้นฟใชใฎใŠใŠใŠ!?ใ€ ใฎๅฝผๅฒธ่Šฑใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€‘ใฏใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใฎ็”Ÿๅ‰ใฎๅใ‚’ๅซใณใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๆ€’ๆถ›ใฎ่ฟฝๆ’ƒใ‚’ใ‹ใพใ™ใ€‚ใŸใฃใŸไธ€ๆญฉใฎ่ทณ่บใงๆ•ฐใƒกใƒผใƒˆใƒซ็ˆ†้€ฒใ—ใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ดใƒณใƒƒใƒใ‚ณใƒณใƒƒใ€ใƒใ‚ญใƒชใƒƒใจๅœฐ้ขใŒๆบใ‚Œใ‚‹ใปใฉใฎๆ‹ณใ‚’ใŠ่ฆ‹่ˆžใ„ใ—ใฆใ‚‹ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๆฎดใ‚Š้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใฏ้›ปๅ…‰็Ÿณ็ซใง่ฉฐใ‚ๅฏ„ใ‚Šใ€ใฏใ˜ใ้ฃ›ใฐใ—ใฆใฏๅœฐ้ขใซๆฒˆใพใ›ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใƒ’ใƒƒ......ใ€‚ ใใฎๅฎน่ตฆใชใ„ๆ‰“ๆ’ƒใซๅ†…ๅฟƒใง้œ‡ใˆไธŠใŒใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ŒใŠใŠใ†ใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใƒƒใƒƒใ€ใ“ใ‚Œใ‚’ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใงใ‚ขใƒผใƒซ!ใ€ ใ ใ‘ใฉใ€ๅฝ“ใฎๆฎดใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ๆœฌไบบใฏๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซๅซใณ็ถšใ‘ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œ็งใŒๅธซใซใชใ‹ใชใ‹่ชใ‚ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใšไธ่ฒž่…ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸๆ™‚ใ‚‚ใ€ใ€Žๆƒ…ใ‘ใชใ„! ้ ‘ๅผตใ‚Šใชใ•ใ„ใชใ€ใฃใฆใ€ใ“ใ†ใ—ใฆ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ใฆๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใฅใ‘ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใญใ€‚ใ‚ใฎๆ™‚ใฎๅนณๆ‰‹ๆ‰“ใกใจใใŸใ‚‰ใƒƒๅ…จ่บซใŒใ—ใณใ‚Œใ‚‹็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ•ใ ใฃใŸใฎใ‚’ๆ€ใ„ๅ‡บใ—ใŸใƒƒใƒƒ!ใ€ ่ƒŒไธญใ‚’ๆŠผใ™ใƒฌใƒ™ใƒซใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใฆใ€่ƒŒ้ชจใ‚’็ •ใใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹......? ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰้ขจ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใ„ใŸใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ‚ใญ! ใ‚ใ‚“ใŸ! ใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎใŸใ‚ใซใƒƒใƒƒใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๅทจไบบใŸใกใ‚’็Š ็‰ฒใซใ—ใฆใƒƒใƒƒใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€่จฑใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจๆ€ใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘!?ใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใŒ่กŒใฃใŸ้ž้“ใฎๅฎŸ้จ“ใ‚’ใ™ในใฆ็Ÿฅใฃใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฏๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎไบบใซๆณจใŒใ‚Œใ‚‹้ž้›ฃใฎ็œผๅทฎใ—ใ™ใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๅ ‚ใ€…ใจๅ—ใ‘ๆญขใ‚ใฆ็ฌ‘ใ†ใฎใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€็งใฎใŸใ‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€ๅ›ใฎใŸใ‚ใชใ‚‰ใฐใƒƒใƒƒใ€ไฝ•ใ‚’็Š ็‰ฒใซใ—ใŸใฃใฆๆง‹ใ‚ใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒžใ‚คใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ€ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏๅธซๅŒ ใซ้ฆฌไน—ใ‚Šใซใชใฃใฆใ€ใƒ‰ใ‚ซใƒƒใ€ใƒใ‚ญใƒƒใจ้žๅธธใซๆใ‚ใ—ใ„้Ÿณใ‚’็™บใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆฌก็ฌฌใซๆณฃใๅง‹ใ‚ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒใ€ๆณฃใ้ก”ใ‚‚ใ€ใ‚ฐใƒใƒƒใ€ๆƒšใ‚Œๆƒšใ‚Œใ™ใ‚‹ใใ‚‰ใ„ๆ„›ใ—ใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒžใ‚คใ€ใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃ......ใ€ ใ€Œใ ใ‚™ใ‚“ใชใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงใƒƒใƒƒใ€ ใใ‚ŒใŒ่ชฐใฎใŸใ‚ใงใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฏๅฎนๆ˜“ใซๆŠŠๆกใงใใŸใฏใšใ ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๅพ…ใฃใฆใ€‚ใใ‚“ใชใซใชใ‚‹ใพใงๆฎดใ‚‰ใชใใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ......? ใฎๅฝผๅฒธ่Šฑใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใ€‘ใฏใƒใƒ„ใƒชใจๅ‘Ÿใใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎใใฎ่ƒธใซใ‚„ใ•ใ—ใๆ‰‹ใ‚’โ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใƒ‰ใ‚ดใƒณใƒƒใจๆ‹ณใ‚’ใ‚ใ‚Š่พผใพใ›ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ซใ‚ซใƒƒ......ใ‚ซใƒใƒƒ......ใ€ ๅธซๅŒ ใฃใฆใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ‚“ใ ๆƒ…ใซๅŽšใ„ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‹......ใ†ใฃใ‹ใ‚ŠๅทจไบบใŸใกใฎ่ช“็ด„ใ‚’่งฃใ„ใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใจใใ‚‚ใ€ๅทจไบบใŸใกใซๅพŒใ‚Œใ‚’ๅ–ใ‚‹ใจ็†่งฃใ—ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅผŸๅญใซใ—ใŸใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใฎไฟบใจใใฎไปฒ้–“ใ‚’ๅ’„ๅ—Ÿใซใ‹ใฐใฃใฆใŸใ—ใ€‚ ๆ†Žใ‚ใชใ„ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใ„ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใใ‚ใใ‚ใ€ใญ? ใ‚„ใ‚ใฆใ‚ใ’ใฆใ‚‚ใ„ใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใชใƒผใฃใฆ? ใชใ‚“ใฆๆฐ—ๆŒใกใฏๆ€–ใใฆๅฃใซๅ‡บใ›ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใฏๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๅคง้ฆฌ้นฟ่€…ใฎใƒƒโ€•โ€•โ€•โ€•ใ€ ใƒ‰ใƒณใƒ‰ใƒณใƒ‰ใƒ‰ใƒ‰ใƒณใƒƒใƒƒใ€ใƒใ‚ญใƒœใ‚ญใƒใ‚ญใƒชใฃใฆๆ„›ๆƒ…่กจ็พใจใ„ใ†ๅใฎไฝ•ใ‹ใŒ้ณดใ‚Š้Ÿฟใใ€‚ ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œ......? ใชใ‚“ใ‹ๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆง˜ๅญใŒใ€ใใฎใ€ใ‚ใ‚Œใฃใฆ่บซๅ‹•ใใ—ใฆใชใ„ใ‚“ใ˜ใ‚ƒ? ใใ†ใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใฏใใฎ้•ท่บซใงๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๅ…จๅŠ›ใงๆŠฑใใ—ใ‚ใ€ใƒœใ‚ญใƒœใ‚ญใƒœใ‚ญใ‚ฃใƒƒใƒƒใจไฝ•ใ‹ใŒใฒใณๅ‰ฒใ‚Œ็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซ็ •ใ‘ใ‚‹้Ÿณใ‚’ๆŠซ้œฒใ—ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ€ๆญปใฎๆŠฑๆ“ใŒไฝ•ใŸใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚’ไฟบใซใ—ใฃใ‹ใ‚Šใจๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎใพใพใ˜ใ‚ƒๅธซๅŒ ใŒๆœฌๅฝ“ใซๆถˆๆป…ใ—ใกใ‚ƒใ†! ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใใกใ‚ƒๆ€–ใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใฏๅธซๅŒ ใฎๅผŸๅญใจใ—ใฆไฝ•ใจใ‹ๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’ๆญขใ‚ใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใจๅฅฎใ„็ซ‹ใคใ€‚ ไฟบใฎๅฃฐใซใ€ๆณฃใใ˜ใ‚ƒใใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ‚‚้ฌผใฎๅฝข็›ธใงๆŒฏใ‚Š่ฟ”ใ‚‹็พŽไบบใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ‚ใ€ใŠ้‚ช้ญ”ใ—ใฆใ™ใฟใพใ›ใ‚“ใงใ—ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใŽใ“ใกใชใ„็ฌ‘ใฟใงไปฅใฃใฆใƒšใ‚ณใƒชใจใŠ่พžๅ„€ใ—ใ€ใใใใ•ใจๅพŒใ‚ๆญฉใใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใŒใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใƒใƒƒใจใ—ใŸ้ก”ใซใชใฃใฆไฟบใ‚’ๅ‡่ฆ–ใ—ใŸๅพŒใ€ใผใ‚้›‘ๅทพใ‚’ๆŽดใ‚€ใŒๅฆ‚ใๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๅผ•ใฃๅผตใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใŸใ€‚ใใ—ใฆ็ช้ขจใŒๅนใ่’ใ‚ŒใŸใจๆ€ใˆใฐใ€ไธ€็žฌใซใ—ใฆๅฝผๅฅณใŒไฟบใฎ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใซ็งปๅ‹•ใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใชใ€ๅ†…ๅฟƒใฎๆๆ€–ใ‚’ๆŠผใ—ๆฎบใ—ใ€ใ‹ใคใฆใชใ„ใปใฉใซใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใฎ็ฒ‰ใ€…ใซใชใฃใฆใ‚‹ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ๆ•ขใˆใฆ่ฆ–็•Œใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ†ใซๅŠชใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚ฌใ‚ฏใƒ–ใƒซใงๅฝผๅฅณใ‚’่ฆ‹ไธŠใ’ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆง˜ใŒใ‚ใŸใ—ใฎใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผ!? ใ‚€ใฃใกใ‚ƒๅฏๆ„›ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„!ใ€ ๆœ—ใ‚‰ใ‹ใซ็ฌ‘ใ„ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ™ใใ•ใพ่†ใ‚’็ชใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ‚Œใงใ‚‚่ฆ–็‚นใฏใƒฌใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใƒปใƒŽใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒซใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ‚ขใฎๆ–นใŒ้ซ˜ใ„ใงใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ใŸใ—ใจใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ใ‚’ใ‚‚ใ†ไธ€ๅบฆใ‚ใใ‚Šๅˆใ‚ใ›ใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใฎใฏ่ฒดๆ–นๆง˜ใ ใฃใฆใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ€‚ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ€ๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใ†ใ€ ใตใ‚“ใ‚ใ‚Šใจ็ถบ้บ—ใช็ฌ‘ใฟใ‚’ๅ’ฒใ‹ใ›ใ€ใใ‚Œใฏ็”ทใŒ่ฆ‹ใŸใ‚‰ไธ€็™บใงๆƒšใ‚Œใ‹ใญใชใ„ใพใ”ใ†ใ“ใจใชใ็พŽๅฅณใฎๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅ…ˆใปใฉ็„กๆŠตๆŠ—ใฎๅธซๅŒ ใŒใƒœใ‚ณใƒœใ‚ณใซใ•ใ‚Œใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใŸใ‚ใ€็”ŸใใŸๅฟƒๅœฐใŒใ—ใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ๅฝผๅฅณใฎ็ฌ‘ใฟใ‹ใ‚‰ใฏใใ†ใ€ใพใ‚‹ใง็”Ÿใใฆใ‚‹้™ใ‚Šใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆ่ฆ‹ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใฎๅถใ‚ใฌใ€ใ‚ใฎไธ–ใฎ่Šฑใฎใ”ใจใ็พŽใ—ใ•ใ‚’้€ฃๆƒณใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใซใ‹ๅธซๅŒ ใŒๅพฉๆดปใ—ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ใฎๅ‰ๅคงใชๅธซๅŒ ใŒใ‚ซใ‚ฟใ‚ซใ‚ฟใจๅฃŠใ‚ŒใŸไบบๅฝขใฟใŸใ„ใชๅ‹•ใใงใ€็‰‡่จ€ใชใŒใ‚‰ใซไผš่ฉฑใซๅ…ฅใ‚Šๅง‹ใ‚ใŸใ€‚ ใกใ‚‡ใฃใจๆ€–ใ„ใ‚ทใƒใƒฅใ‚จใƒผใ‚ทใƒงใƒณใซใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚ˆใ†ใ‚„ใๅธซๅŒ ใฎๆœ€ๆ„›ใฎไบบใธ็ดนไป‹ใซไธŽใ‚Œใ‚‹ใฎใฏๅผŸๅญๅ†ฅๅˆฉใซๅฐฝใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ไฟบใฏๆฐ—ๅˆ†ใ‚’็„ก็†ใ‚„ใ‚Šใซๅˆ‡ใ‚Šๆ›ฟใˆใฆใ€่ช‡ใ‚‰ใ—ใ่ƒธใ‚’ๅผตใ‚‹ใ“ใจใซใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ ใŒใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใฎ็ถšใ่จ€่‘‰ใฏๆ€’ๅทใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆใ‹ใๆถˆใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ใ‚“ใŸใ‚ใ‚ใ‚!? ใถใฃๆฎบใ™ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!? ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ๅผŸๅญใจใ‹ๅ‘ผใถใฎใฏๅคฑ็คผใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ—ใ‚‰!?ใ€ ใ€Œใฉใ†ใ‹ใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ใฎใ”็„ก็คผใ‚’่จฑใ—ใฆใญใ€ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ€ ใ€Œใ‡ถใ‚จใƒƒ......ใ„ใ‚„ใ€ใ‚ใฎใ€ใใฎ......ใ€ ใ€Œๅคงไธˆๅคซใ€ๅฎ‰ๅฟƒใ—ใฆใ€‚ไพ‹ใˆใƒ‡ใ‚คใƒขใƒณใƒ‰ใŒ็›ธๆ‰‹ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใƒžใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใซ็„ก็คผใ‚’ๅƒใ่ผฉใฏใ‚ใŸใ—ใŒๅ…จๅ“ก! ่‡ชๆ…ขใฎใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใง้ขจ็ฉดใ‚’้–‹ใ‘ใฆใ‚„ใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ใƒ‹ใ‚ณใƒƒใจๅ…ƒๆฐ—ใ‚ˆใ็ฌ‘ใ†ๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆ่‡ชๆ…ขใฎใƒฌใ‚คใƒ”ใ‚ขใจใ‚„ใ‚‰ใ‚’ๅ…จใไฝฟใ‚ใšใซใ€ๅธซๅŒ ใ‚’ใƒ•ใƒซใƒœใƒƒใ‚ณใซใ—ใŸๅฝผๅฅณใŒๆ€–ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Œ้ฆฌ้นฟใฉใ‚‚ใฎ่ƒธใซใถใฃๅˆบใ—ใฆใƒƒใ€ใ‚ใฎไธ–ใธใจ
"Let's just tweet that it's been a long time." With a magnificent black skull, the cold air he emitted resonates in a dimly lit space with a dry voice. After playing with Konoe, I was visiting the underground city of Yorung with Master Richie. One destination, of course. Surrounded by crumbling stone walls, no sunlight can reach the experimental site, but it's just cold. A hidden workshop directly beside the underground shrine, once managed by Master Richie, had a hidden passage leading further underground. It's dark. Unlike laboratories made of moonstone, which emits blurry and white light, the hidden passage was a genuine darkness. "Crazy, would my beloved disciple have had a magical eye that works at night? "I will lose to Master's eyes." "Cool, Earl with a Special Victory" There is now a gentle pale flame in the empty eyes that would have been filled with the thirst for wisdom. Without using my magic eyes, I relied on my master's flickering eyes to descend downwards. After a while, you notice that the color of the stone walls in the hallway has changed. It has a tingling red light and feels smooth if I touch it with my fingertips. Perhaps a carefully polished magic stone or something. Further afield, several Rapiers stood as if they were blocking the passage. Moreover, the wave of the rapier is strangely large, and it boasts a length of two meters, including the pattern. Hundreds of Rapiers rushed to the back looking like needle paths to hell. "She used to be a Rapid Master before she was raw." I was able to predict to some extent where Master Richie was inviting me. When the master sighs something, the magic team floats in the air and spreads quickly. Maybe he's unlocking a bunch of defensive magic and traps. How many unlocking spells were released from Master's mouth? As soon as we realized the aisle was over, we arrived in an open space. "Master... here..." It was a trick to respond to Master Richie's visit, and several candlesticks lit up blue in an instant. The appearance of many pale flames of the same color as the master's eyes reminds me of the illusion that the master's eyes are everywhere. The twinkling light revealed itself... "Cool. Even after she and I die, we swore to each other forever, Earl! There stood the old rusty church quietly. Although it is inferior to the temple, it has a clean atmosphere and a long history. Even in the dark, its presence stands out as creepy. The master stood in front of the church and shook his right arm. Then, the giant iron door opens by itself with a loud noise. "Ooh, my dear, my lady! Master shook a big hand and rushed over with a brave leg... a blue block of ice that mimics a huge coffin. Unnaturally blue-colored soles were a substitute for cutting parts of the ocean as-is and forcing them to paint the sky. Covering the ice mass, the huge bone grabs its hand from above, making it extremely creepy. Each finger bone is more than 5 meters long and looks up with admiration on an overwhelming scale. Of course, in the ice, the body of a woman who was a mixed species (mix) with the giant that Master loved. Her body, which had dedicated support for Master Richie's downfall, was kept strictly there without decay. "My beloved disciple! Please...! The voice of all senses falls. Master Richie destroyed the giant kingdom only to revive this beloved woman and created this huge experimental field. To use the Titans as experimental hormones, rather than the Titans' blood running through her. In addition, Master learned that she was not long enough to revive her as a human, and merged with King Andet to become an immortal Richie himself. Even after she died, she was still in love for a long, long time, and the master continued to study and study. Therefore, I am proud to be able to realize Master Richie's wishes and dreams. : Found hidden material: : Got [Frozen Long Dead Wind Maiden (Nidor Reddian)] and [Giant King's Right Hand Bone]: I look at the two materials transferred by Master Richie and squeal my throat. If it is found in the Appraisal Eye, two are already [rare materials], and it is judged that it can be instantly transformed into a synthetic beast (chimera) with [dislocation: fantasy beast roar]. We will lay down a complete system and finally reinvigorate Master Richie's beloved ones. To be honest, [dislocation: fantasy beast roaring] is a waste to use only two materials because the more materials you handle, the more powerful individuals you can create. In the case of Master Richie, I dared to use five groups of materials [all collapse: the Almighty Five Emperors' Theory]. However, if it doesn't match my human body materials, it will fail immediately, and the material group will be lost. Therefore, it will be easy to decide only two that seem compatible from the beginning. Release your shoulders. Failure is unacceptable anyway. When I tried to engage in alchemy, my master called me. Would you like to remind me not to fail? "Yes, yes." By and large, if you turn towards Master Richie, you can see the opening of the jaw (jaw). The master said kindly that he could fail. I'm sure you said that to relieve me of my tension. That's why I'll give it back lightly. "Which way do I do it?" "Of course. Nobody beats my beloved disciple." I can't help but be glad that my master can count on me for the full width. Therefore, it should be the duty of the apprentice to meet the expectations of the master! I feel confident that I will succeed, and I emit an active word. When the skill is activated, a big compass begins to appear behind me. Select the ability after confirming the dislocation indicated by the compass. "The crown received from heaven shall be parted, and the struggle between the fools of both sides shall be brought down to dusk, and rarely man shall carve the time of the end of the war..." Set the two material groups received from the master, and select my own left hand and body parts material. I matched my flying diamond-shaped notebooks to show off my dancing skills, which I polished by moving my limbs. Master keeps staring at me in a calm manner. I'm sure you're worried about it. If I fail, the materials will be lost and the resurrection of my beloved will be far from complete. I may never see you again. It is incalculable how that fear erodes the master's mind. But still, I insist that standing still puts my full trust in me. That's why I chase my notebooks in a confused fashion, desperately timing them to keep touching the radiance. It took me about two minutes to feel very long. : Body part "Silver Princess's Hand": The log flows unexpectedly and the tension runs all over the body. But at the next moment, my heart trembles with joy. : The disintegrating magnetic needle succeeded in pointing to two different fields: : [Gingetsu's Higanbana Lady Nostalgia] was brought to life: "... Master!? Master stretches out his hands from the light to the woman who floats softly, trembling with his bony hands. With the momentum of dyeing everything on the spot in the dark night, the darkness was blown out, and the sight was faithfully telling the master's heart. It is the end of many overlapping cries that continue to echo. The cry of tears that preceded grief, despair, impossibility, and all trials. It was the scream of the master's soul, which had been holding on to his immortal thoughts for a long time. Master tries to fly the darkness with such impatience as [Gingetsu's Lady Nostalgia]. It's a touching reunion. "My beloved Millet!" "Bubble! Huh? There was a strange noise from the master's mouth, and I couldn't understand what had happened for a moment. I also wondered if Master and she would have a hot hug, and she slashed Master's head with a slap. The Master is blown away from behind by an unexpected blow to the body with all the weight on it. Moreover, perhaps, the left hand that hit the master bears silver light... It has [Silver Class (Silver)] and boasts strong power over Magic Class (Devils) and God Class (Duke). I can calculate the damage in my head like that, but I don't know what to do, so I just have to watch how it goes. "Damon! Are you really stupid?! [Gingetsu's Lady Nostalgia] screams Master Richie's living name while chasing after the fury. With just one leap, you'll burst into the air for a few meters and have a fist twitching in the ground. When you punch the master down, he is stuffed with light stone fire, and when he starts, he sinks to the ground. Hih... Your heart trembles at that relentless blow. "Whoa, this is it, I've been waiting for this, Earl! However, the person who is being beaten keeps screaming with joy. "Even when my teacher didn't recognize me and I was infidel," pathetic! Good luck, "he said, pushing his back to cheer him up. I remembered how wonderful it was when I slapped my whole body! Aren't you going to break your spine beyond the level of pushing your back...? "Looks like he wants you to open a hole! You! You think if you sacrifice so many giants for me, you'll be forgiven!? She knows everything about Master Richie's outrageous experiments. However, the master glanced at the accusations that were poured on his beloved and laughed. "Crazy, if it's for me, if it's for you, I don't care what you sacrificed, my lady." She became a horseback rider to her master and began to cry gradually, whilst making a very dreadful noise. "It's so cool, my crying face is so sweet that I'm in love with you, my lady...." Until it's too late It should have been easy to figure out who it was for. No, wait a minute. You don't have to beat me until that much...? [Gingetsu's Lady Nostalgia] murmured and gently put his hand on Master's chest - - with a fist. "Crack... Crack..." I don't know why Master is so passionate... Even when I accidentally broke the Titans' vows, he was aggressively covering for me and my companions who had just become disciples while understanding that they would take a step backwards. I don't hate it or anything. So, it's about time, right? You think I can stop you? I couldn't say how scared I felt. "Stupid, stupid, stupid! You really are such a fool!" Dondondondondondondonkdonkdonkdonkdonkdonk, something named love expression rings. Ah, is that...? Master, you're not moving, are you? So she hugged her master with all her strength and showed me the sound of something cracking and crushing. She taught me exactly what the embrace of death was. Master will really disappear! I'm terrified, but I'm excited that I have to stop her as a mentor here. A beauty who looks back at me in a ghost's face while crying. Oh, sorry to bother you. I bow and walk backwards with a grin. But after she stared at me with a soft face, she grabbed the rags and pulled up her master. And I thought the wind was blowing, and in an instant she was moving in front of me. I pushed and killed my inner fear and looked up at her with a gabble as I tried not to let my master into sight, who had been shattered to pieces like never before. "Oh! You are my master!? You're so cute! Laughing brightly, she poked her knee instantly. Still, the point of view is higher for Lady Nostalgia. "I know you're the one who turned me around with Damon again. Master, thank you so much." Fluffy and beautiful smiles, it was the smile of a beautiful woman who could fall in love with one shot if a man saw it. Earlier, I didn't feel comfortable living because I saw the irresistible master being torn to pieces. Her smile reminds me of the beauty of the flowers of the afterlife, as if I could never see them as long as I live. It seems that Master has been resurrected somehow. That great master started talking with a single word, acting like a broken doll. It has become a little scary situation, but finally it is the disciples who can be introduced to the master's beloved one. I forcibly switched my mood and proudly decided to keep my chest up. However, the Master's continued words were wiped out by the fury. "Hey you aaaahh!? I'll kill you!? Wouldn't it be rude to call Master an apprentice!? I beg your pardon for Damon's rudeness, Master. "\ 12790; Eh... no, you know..." "Don't worry. Even if Damon is the opponent, I'm the one who's rude to the Master! I'll make a hole in your prized Rapier! I'm afraid of her smiling cheerfully. And I was afraid of her, who made her master full without using her pride and Rapier at all. "I'll stab the idiots in the chest and invite them to the afterlife. I'll bloom bright red flowers."
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139่ฉฑ ใŠใใ‚ใ„ โ˜… ใ€Œใชใ‚“ใ ใ‹ใ€ๆฐ—ๆŒใกใŒ่ฝใก็€ใใญ......ใ€ ใ€Œ็ถบ้บ—ใงใ™......ใ€ ไธ‰่€…ไธ‰ๆง˜ใฎๅๅฟœใ‚’ใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบ้”ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซใ€ไธ€็•ชๆœ€ๅˆใซๆ„Ÿๆƒณใ‚’ ใจใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใ‚’็ต‚ใˆใ€็ตถๆ™ฏใ‚’ๅ‰ใซใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใใ†ใ€ใ‚ใฎๅผทๆšดใ‹ใค็„กๆ…ˆๆ‚ฒใช็™ฝ็„”ใจใฎๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ใ€็„กไบ‹ใซไน—ใ‚Šๅˆ‡ใฃใŸใฎใ ใ€‚ ็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸใฎใฏใ“ใฎไธ‰ไบบใ ใ‘ใ€‚ ใพใ‚‹ใงๆฟ€ใ—ใ„ๆˆฆใ„ใ‚’ๅˆ‡ใ‚ŠๆŠœใ‘ใŸๅ ฑ้…ฌใจ่จ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใฐใ‹ใ‚Šใซใ€ใใฎ่ผใใฏไฟบ้”ใฎ็–ฒใ‚ŒใŸๅฟƒใ‚’ๆด—ใฃใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ่ฆ‹ๆธกใ™้™ใ‚Šใฎ้›ฒๆตทใซใ€้ฅใ‹ใชๅ‘ใ“ใ†ใธใจ็ด…ใŒ่ฝใกใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ๅค•็„ผใ‘ใ ใ€‚ ็‰น็ญ‰ๅธญ ใ€Œใ‚ใใ“ใงใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใŒใŠ้…’? ๆŠ•ใ’ใฆใใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€็งใŸใกๅ…จๆป…ใ ใฃใŸใญใ€ ใ€Œๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฏใ€ๅคฉๆ‰้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ๅฃซใ•ใพใงใ™ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€‚ใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ใ‚ซใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚คใ‚คใฎใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใจใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใฃใฆใ‚ซใƒƒใ‚ณใ‚คใ‚คใ‚ˆใ€ ใ€Œใˆใฃใ€ใใ‚“ใชไบ‹ใ€ใชใ„ใฒใ‚…ใฃ!?ใ€ ๅฅณๅญใŸใกใซใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใƒผใƒˆใซ่ค’ใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใจใ€ๅ‹•ๆบใ—ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ€‚ ่ฟ”ไบ‹ใฎๅฃฐใชใ‚“ใ‹่ฃ่ฟ”ใฃใกใ‚ƒใฃใŸใ—ใ€ใปใ‚‰ใ€ ใ‚‚ใ€้ฃŸใฎ้ญ…ๆƒ‘ใซใฏๅ‹ใฆใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ็พŽใ—ใ„ๆ™ฏ่‰ฒใ‚’็œบใ‚ใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ•ใฃใใฎๆˆฆ้—˜ใฎ็ตๆœซใ‚’ๆ€ใ„่ฟ”ใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Ž่‹ฆใฟใพใ‚ใ‚„ใ‹ใช้‡‘ๆฐดใ€ใ€ใƒ“ใƒผใƒซใ‚’ๆŠ•ใ’ใคใ‘ใŸๆ™‚ใ€ ใ‘ใซ่ฟ‘ใ„ๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใŒ......ใ€‚ ใ€Ž็พŽๅ‘ณใชใ‚Šใ€‚ใ“ใฎไฝ•ใจใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฌ่‹ฆใ•ใŒใ€ใ‚„ใฟใคใใ˜ใ‚ƒ......ใ•ใ‚‰ใซใ€ใปใฉใ‚ˆใ„ๅ–‰ใธใฎๅˆบๆฟ€ใ€ใใ—ใฆ้ฃฒใ‚“ใ ๆ™‚ใฎๅพ—ใ‚‚่จ€ใˆใฌ้ซ˜ๆšๆ„Ÿใ€ใชใ‚“ใจ็ด ๆ™ดใ‚‰ใ—ใ„้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใชใ‚Šใ€ ใจใ€ใชใžใฎ้ซ˜่ฉ•ไพกใ‚’ๅพ—ใฆใ€ใƒˆใƒณใƒˆใƒณๆ‹ๅญใงๅ’Œ่งฃใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ“ใฎ้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใฎๅŽŸๆๆ–™ใŒใ€ใ‚คใƒๆ‘ใ‚„ใ‚ณใƒ ใ‚ฎๆ‘ใ‹ใ‚‰ๆ’ฎใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€Ž ใ€Žใใฎไปฃใ‚ใ‚Šใ€ใ‚ใ‹ใฃใฆใŠใ‚‹ใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚?ใ€ ๅฎšๆœŸ็š„ใซ้ฃŸ็‰ฉใ‚„ใ€้ฃฒใฟ็‰ฉใ‚’ๆŒใฃใฆๆฅใ„ใจใ„ใ†ๆก็ด„ใ‚’ไบคใ‚ใ™ๆตใ‚Œใจใชใ‚Šใ€ใ“ใกใ‚‰ใ‚‚ๆ‰ฟ่ซพใ—ใฆไธ‡ไบ‹่งฃๆฑบใซ่‡ณใฃใŸใจใ„ใ†ใ‚ใ‘ใ ใ€‚ๅฎŒๅ…จใซใ‚นใƒฉใ‚คใƒ ใŸใกใ‚’่งฃๆ”พใงใใŸใ‚ใ‘ใงใฏใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ“ใ“ใŒ็พๆ™‚็‚นใงใฎๆœ€ๅคงใฎ่ฝใจใ—ๆ‰€ใจใ„ใฃใŸๆ„Ÿใ˜ใ ใ€‚ ๅคๆฅใ‚ˆใ‚Š่’ใถใ‚‹็ฅžใฎๆ€’ใ‚Šใ‚’้Žฎใ‚ใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ฅž้…’ใจใ„ใ†่จ€ใ„ไผใˆใŒใ‚ใ‚‹ใŒใ€ไปŠๅ›žใฏใพใ•ใซใŠ้…’ใซใ‚ˆใฃใฆๅŠฉใ‘ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซๅ ฑ้…ฌใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ‚‚ใ€ใƒ‰ใƒญใƒƒใƒ—ใ—ใฆใŸใ‚Šใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ :ๅˆๅ›ž่จŽไผๅ ฑ้…ฌใจใ—ใฆใ€Žใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซ ่จŽไผใฏใ—ใฆใชใ„ใฎใซใ€ไฝ•ๆ•…ใจๆ€ใฃใŸใŒ......ๅ€’ใ—ใฆใฏใ„ใชใ„ใ‘ใฉ่ชใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸใฃใฆไบ‹ใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใŸใฎใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ€‚ ๅˆๅ›ž้™ใ‚Šใฎ่จŽไผๅ ฑ้…ฌใจใชใ‚‹ใ ใ‚ใ†ใ€ใ“ใฎใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎๅŠนๆžœใฏใชใ‹ใชใ‹ใซๅ„ชใ‚Œใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€ไฝฟ็”จใ™ใ‚‹ใจใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆใ‚’3ใƒใ‚คใƒณใƒˆๅพ—ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ€‘ ๅœฐๅ‘ณใซ่‰ฏใ„ๆถˆ่ฒปใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใ ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใ€ใƒชใƒชใ‚ฃใ•ใ‚“ใซใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒใƒฃใƒƒใƒˆใง็ขบ่ชใ—ใŸใจใ“ใ‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใชใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฏๅฑŠใ„ใฆใชใ„ใจใฎใ“ใจใงใ€ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰็”Ÿใๆฎ‹ใฃใŸPTใƒกใƒณใƒใƒผใซใ—ใ‹้…ๅธƒใ•ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‚ขใ‚คใƒ†ใƒ ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚“ใจใ€ใŸใฃใŸไธ‰ๆ™‚้–“ใใ‚‰ใ„ใชใฎใซ......่‰ฒใ€…ใ‚ใฃใŸใชใใ€ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่–„ๆกƒ่‰ฒใฎ้ซชใฎๆฏ›ใŒ้ขจใซใชใณใใ€‚ ้ก”ใซใ‹ใ‹ใฃใŸใใฎๅ‰้ซชใ‚’ใ€ๅฝผๅฅณใฏใ™ใ“ใ—ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ŠใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ—ใฟใ˜ใฟใจๅ‘Ÿใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Œใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฏใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใญใ€‚่‰ฒใ€…ๆ•™ใˆใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ๅŠ›ใซใชใฃใฆใใ‚Œใฆใ€ ๆ”นใ‚ใฆใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ€‚ ใ€Œใ„ใˆใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใ“ใใ‚ใ‚ŠใŒใจใงใ™ใ€ ใ€Œใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใŒใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชๆ‰€ใซๆฅใ‚Œใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ—ใ€ ใ€Œใ™ใ”ใ„ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใงใ™ใ‚ˆใ€ใใ‚Œใ€ ใ€Œใ†ใ‚“ใ€้ญ”็‰ฉใ‚’ไธ€ๆ™‚็š„ใซใงใ‚‚ไปฒ้–“ใซใงใใ‚‹ใ‚นใ‚ญใƒซใชใ‚“ใฆ่žใ„ใŸใ“ใจใชใ„ใ‚ˆใ€ ๆญฃ็›ดใ€ใกใ‚‡ใฃใดใ‚Š ่‹ฆๅŠดใ—ใฆ็ฎฑใซใƒขใƒณใ‚นใ‚ฟใƒผใ‚’ไฝœใฃใฆใ‚‚ใ€ไฟบใฎ้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใงใฏๅ‘ณๆ–นใซใ™ใ‚‰ใชใ‚‰ใชใ„......้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฃใฆ......ใ€‚ ใ„ใ‚„ใ€้Œฌ้‡‘่ก“ใฏๅ‰ๅคงใ ใ€‚ ใƒชใƒƒใƒใƒผๅธซๅŒ ใปใฉใซใงใ‚‚ใชใ‚Œใฐใ€ไฟบใ ใฃใฆใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใจๅŒใ˜ไบ‹ใŒใงใใ‚‹ใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ—ใ€ไป–ใซใ‚‚ๅฏ่ƒฝๆ€งใฏ็„ก้™ๅคง! ใ€Œใ‚ใฃใ€ใงใ‚‚! ใ“ใ‚Œใฏ็ด”็ฒ‹ใซๅฌ‰ใ—ใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚ˆ!ใ€ ๅฐปๅฐพใฏๆ–ฐใŸใช้ฃŸใฎๆ–‡ๅŒ–ใ‚’้‹ใ‚“ใงๆฅใฆใใ‚ŒใŸใŠ็คผใซใจใ€ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏๆฎ‹ๅฟตใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚‚ใ‚‰ใˆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ๅทซๅฅณๆœใฏไปŠๅพŒใ€ใ“ใฎ้ฃŸ็‰ฉไบคๆ˜“ใงใ€Ž ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น:้˜ฒๅพก+25 ้ญ”ๆณ•้˜ฒๅพก+55 ็‰นๆฎŠๅŠนๆžœ:่ตคๅฑžๆ€งใฎ่€ๆ€ง8%ๅผทๅŒ– ใ€็ฅž็ฃใ€Žไนๅฐพใ€ใซไป•ใˆใ‚‹้œŠ็ฃใ€ๅฆ–็‹ๆ—ใฎๅฐปๅฐพใ€‚ใใฎๆฏ›ใฏๅผทใ„้ญ”ๅŠ›ใ‚’ๅธฏใณใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‘ ใ‚นใƒ†ใƒผใ‚ฟใ‚น:MP+50 ็‰นๆฎŠๅŠนๆžœ:ๅ›บๆœ‰ใ‚ขใƒ“ใƒชใƒ†ใ‚ฃใ€Žๅฐปๅฐพใฎ ใ€Œใงใ‚‚ใ“ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ€่‰ฒใŒ้‡‘ใชใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใญใ€‚็งใฎ้ซช่‰ฒใจใฏๅˆใ‚ใชใ„ใ‹ใช......่‰ฏใ‹ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ไปŠๆ—ฅใฎใŠ็คผใฃใฆไบ‹ใงใƒŸใƒŠใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใซใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹!ใ€ ใƒฌใ‚ขๅบฆ8ใฎ่ฃ…ๅ‚™ๅ“ใงใ™ใ‚ˆ? ็พๆ™‚็‚นใฎใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใฎๆ”ป็•ฅ็Šถๆณใ‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใฆใ€ใƒฌใ‚ขๅบฆ8ใจใ„ใ†ใฎใฏใ‹ใชใ‚ŠๅธŒๅฐ‘ใชใƒขใƒŽใ ใ€‚ ใ€Œใปใ‚‰ใ€ๅฐปๅฐพใจ่€ณใ€‚ใ“ใ‚ŒใงใŠ ใƒŸใƒŠใฎ่จ€ใ„ใŸใ„ไบ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ็งฐๅทใŒใชใ‘ใ‚Œใฐใ€ใใ‚‚ใใ‚‚ใ“ใ“ใซๆฅใ‚Œใฆใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ใใ—ใฆใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฏ......ใชใ‚“ใฆ่จ€ใˆใฐใ„ใ„ใฎใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹ใ€‚ ๅฝผๅฅณใฎๅœจใ‚Šๆ–นใซใ€ใชใ‚“ใจใชใ้–“้•ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใจ่จ€ใ„ใŸใใชใฃใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ€‚ใ•ใฃใใพใงไบบใฎ็›ฎใ‚’ๆฐ—ใซใ—ใฆ็”Ÿๆดปใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ‚’ใ€ใ‚ใ‚“ใชใซๆ‚ฒใ—ใใ†ใซ่ฉฑใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใฎใซใ€‚ใ“ใ“ใงใ‚‚ใ€ใใ‚“ใช ใ€ŒใƒŸใƒŠใ€ไฟบใฎใ‚’ใ‚ใ’ใ‚‹ใ‚ˆใ€ ใ ใŒใ—ใ‹ใ—ใ€ใƒŸใƒŠใฏใ•ใฃใใ‚ˆใ‚Šใ‚‚ๅ›ฐใฃใŸ้ก”ใ‚’ใ—ๅ‡บใ™ใ€‚ ใ€Œใใ‚Œใ˜ใ‚ƒใ‚ๆ„ๅ‘ณใชใ„ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ˆใ€ใ‚ฟใƒญใกใ‚ƒใ‚“ใ€‚ๅค‰ใชใจใ“ใ‚ใŒ้ˆใ„ใญใƒผใ€ ใจไฝ•ๆ•…ใ‹ๅŠใฐๅ‘†ใ‚Œใ‚‰ใ‚Œใ€็ตๆžœ็š„ใซใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎๅฐปๅฐพใ‚’ใƒŸใƒŠใŒ่ญฒใ‚Šๅ—ใ‘ใ‚‹ใจใ„ใ†ๅฝขใซใชใฃใŸใ€‚ ใƒŸใƒŠใฏ้ ฌใ‚’ไธŠๆฐ—ใ•ใ›ใ€ไฝ•ๅ›žใ‚‚ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซใŠ็คผใ‚’่จ€ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ๆœ€ๅˆใฏใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใซๅฏพใ—ใฆใ€้™บๅ‘‘ใชๆ…‹ๅบฆใŒ็›ฎ็ซ‹ใคใƒŸใƒŠใ ใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€่‡ชๅˆ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰็”ณ่ซ‹ใฎ่ฉฑใ‚’ๆŒใกใ‹ใ‘ใ€ใ€Žไฝ•ใงใ‚‚ใŠๆ‰‹ไผใ„ใ—ใพใ™ใญ!ใ€ใจๆ„Ÿ่ฌใฎๆฐ—ๆŒใกใ‚’ไฝ•ๅบฆใ‚‚่ฟฐในใฆใ„ใใ€‚ ใ€Œใ“ใ‚Œใงๆœฌๅฝ“ใซใ€ไบŒไบบใฏใŠ ๅฑˆ่จ—ใชใๅพฎ็ฌ‘ใ‚€ใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใฎ่กจๆƒ…ใฏใ€ๅฐ‘ใ—ใ ใ‘ๅคงไบบใฎๅฅณๆ€งใซๆ€ใˆใŸใ€‚ ใใฎ็ฌ‘้ก”ใฏ็ด”็ฒ‹ใงใ€ไฟบใฎ้šฃใงๅทซๅฅณๆœใซ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใ€Žๅคฉๅฃซใ•ใพใฃ! ๆ—ฉใ็€ๆ›ฟใˆใพใ—ใ‚‡ใฃใ€ใจๅฟƒๅบ•ๅฌ‰ใ—ใใ†ใซใฏใ—ใ‚ƒใใƒŸใƒŠใ‚’ใ€ๆ„›ใŠใ—ใใ†ใซ็œบใ‚ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใ‚“ใชๅฝผๅฅณใฎๆŸ”ใ‚‰ใ‹ใช่กจๆƒ…ใ‚’่ฆ‹ใฆใ€ไฟบใฏใƒˆใƒฏใ•ใ‚“ใŒๆฐ—ใ‚’ไฝฟใฃใŸใ ใ‘ใงใ€่ฃ…ๅ‚™ใ‚’่ญฒๆธกใ—ใŸใฎใงใฏใชใ„ใจใ‚ใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚
141 139 Stories About It "Kind of calms me down..." "It's beautiful..." We react to the triplets. By the way, the first person who missed (also) his thoughts was Mr. Twa. We had finished the battle with Baeksan and were in front of the scenery. Yes, we survived that violent and merciless battle. Only these three survived. It's like a reward for cutting through a fierce battle, but the brilliance washed our tired hearts. Red falls far beyond the clouds as far as I can see. Sunset. Breathe in the sight of the privileged seat (...). "Is that where Taro drinks? If you hadn't thrown it, we'd all be destroyed." "The Heavenly One is a genius alchemist. It's always cool." "Really, Taro's cool." "What, no hiccup!? When the girls compliment me straight, I get upset. I turned my voice back on the reply, and, look, it's not cool with both. "Can't a white fox beat the allure of food?" Looking at the beautiful scenery, I think back to the end of the battle earlier. "Suffering mellow golden water," White's attitude changed dramatically when he threw beer at him. "Kun," I thought I'd smelled it all the time, and I cleverly drank the liquid scattered in the air. Literally, while diving in the air. I think it's close to baiting... "Delicious. This unspeakable bitterness makes me feel... plus the irritation to my throat and the exhilaration that I can't even tell you about when I drank it, what a wonderful drink." and settled with a ton of applause, with the high praise of Nana. He told them that the ingredients for this beverage could be taken from the villages of Ine and Komugi: "The Sun and Golden Wheat (Cortana)," complaining about the current situation where the fields that produce them are roughed up by tough slime and big slime, pointing out that they may not be able to be made as they are. "Instead, you know what I mean? Regularly, we exchanged conventions on bringing food and drinks, and we agreed to this one and came to a solution. Not that I could totally free the Slimes, but it feels like this is the biggest drop at the moment. There is a legend that it is divine liquor that quenches the wrath of gods rougher than in ancient times, but this time it was helped precisely by alcohol. Reward items, by the way, can also be dropped. : You have earned the Fried Skills Blessing (Gift) as your first crusade reward: I didn't crusade, but I wondered why... I didn't defeat him, but I was admitted, so maybe I got it. It would be a first-time crusade reward, the effect of this item is quite excellent. [Earn 3 Skill Points when used] It was a plainly good consuming item. I checked with Friend Chat at Shaky Night (Koya), Yuki, and Lily, and they said that they had not received such items, which apparently would only be distributed to surviving PT members. "Really, it's only been about three hours... there's been a lot going on" Mr. Twa's light peachy hair soars in the wind. She shrugged and squeaked as she rubbed that forehead on her face. "Thank you, Taro, Mina, for today. He taught me everything, he helped me." I'm going to thank you again, Mr. Twa. "No, thank you, Mr. Twa." "Yes, I wouldn't have come here without Mr. Twa's title." "It's a great skill, it" "Yeah, I've never heard of a skill that could make a demon one of us temporarily." Honestly, I'm a little jealous. Hard work making monsters in boxes doesn't even make me an ally in my alchemy... alchemy... No, alchemy is great. If I were as good as Master Richie, I might be able to do the same thing as Mr. Twa, and there are endless other possibilities! "Ah, but! This was pure pleasure! Tail thanked me for bringing a new food culture, and Baeksan gave it to me. In addition, it was given to Mr. Twa as a reward for hearing the voice that would be the starting point for carrying the liquor so far. Mina, unfortunately, didn't get it. The witch clothes will be worn in the future when entering Tengu (Tengu Building) in this food trade, so everyone got them. Even humans will not attack silver foxes and gold foxes, which are birdhouses. Status: Defense + 25 Magic Defense + 55 SPECIAL EFFECT: 8% Enhanced Resistance of Red Attributes [The tail of the Demonic Fox Clan, a spiritual beast serving the Divine Beast "Nine Tails". That hair has a strong magic] Status: MP + 50 SPECIAL EFFECT: Ability to activate "Tail Prank". It may evolve into a two-tail if used or blessed. "But this equipment, the color is gold, right? I don't know if it will match my hair color... if it's good, I'll give it to Mina for thanking her today! Rarity 8 gear, right? Based on Clan Clan's offensive situation at the moment, Rarity 8 is a pretty rare thing. "Look, tails and ears. Now you're in line, aren't you? I know what Mina's trying to say. Without Mr. Twa's title, he wouldn't have been here in the first place. And Mr. Twa... what can I say? I kind of wanted to tell her how she was, that she was wrong. I was just telling you how sad I am that I care about people's eyes and live. Even here, I was kind of saddened by such a carefree gesture. "Mina, I'll give you mine." But Mina makes a more troubled face than she just did. "Then it doesn't make sense, Taro. Weird things are dull." and for some reason he was half-hearted and consequently took the form of Mina conceding Mr. Twa's tail. Mina uplifts her cheeks and has thanked Mr. Twa many times. At first, against Mr. Twa, he was a mina with a prominent risky attitude, but he took a story from himself about applying for a friend and said, 'I'll help you with anything!' I will state my gratitude again and again. "Now you're really in line." The look on Mr. Twa's face, smiling uncontrollably, seemed like an adult woman only a little. That smile was pure, dressed next to me in witch's clothes: 'Heavenly God! Get dressed quickly,' he said, looking at Mina, who seemed heartily happy, lovingly. Seeing her soft expression like that, I found out that Mr. Twa just cared and didn't transfer his gear.
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ใ€Œ่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใ•ใพใ€ๅคงไธˆๅคซใงใ™ใ€‚ๅฐ‘ใ€…ใŠๅพ…ใกใใ ใ•ใ„ใพใ›ใ€ ๆททไนฑใ™ใ‚‹ไฟบใ‚’ใƒ•ใ‚ฉใƒญใƒผใ™ใ‚‹ใ‹ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ€ใใฎๅพŒใฏ่Šๅฒกใ•ใ‚“ใ‚„็›ฎๆ’ƒ่€…ๆ•ฐๅใฎๅคงไบบ้™ฃใŒ้€šๅ ฑใจๆ•‘ๆ€ฅ่ฆ่ซ‹ใ‚’ๅ‡บใ—ใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ไฟบใฏใใฎๆง˜ๅญใ‚’ใ€ๆŠผใ—ๅฏ„ใ›ใ‚‹ๆๆ€–ๅฟƒใซๆŠ—ใ„ใชใŒใ‚‰่ฆ‹ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ไบ‹ใ—ใ‹ใงใใชใ‹ใฃใŸใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใฏใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใจใฏๅ…จใ้•ใ†ใ€‚ ไบบ้–“ใŒใ™ใ็›ฎใฎๅ‰ใง็„กๆฎ‹ใชๆ‰ฑใ„ใ‚’ๅ—ใ‘ใ€่‹ฆใ—ใฟใชใŒใ‚‰่ก€ใ‚’ๅคฑใ„ใ€่‚‰ๅกŠใจใชใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใใฎๆฎ‹้…ทใ•ใซๆ…„ใใชใŒใ‚‰ใ€ๅพ—ไฝ“ใฎใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ไธๅฎ‰ใŒๆ€ฅ้€Ÿใซๅข—ๆฎ–ใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‚’ๆ„Ÿใ˜ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใชใ‚ใ€่žใ„ใŸ? ไปŠๆ—ฅใ ใ‘ใงใฒใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถใŒ2000ไปถใ‚’่ถ…ใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€ŽใŸใฃใŸ1ๆ—ฅใ ใ‘ใง......? ใฒใ้€ƒใ’ใฃใฆใ€ๅนด้–“ใง1ไธ‡8000ไปถใใ‚‰ใ„ใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใฎใ‹?ใ€ ใ€Žๅ›ใ€่ฉณใ—ใ„ใญใ€ ใ€Žใ“ใ‚Œใงใ‚‚็š‡ๅฎฎ่ญฆๅฏŸๅฟ—ๆœ›ใ ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ€‚็Šฏ็ฝช็Ž‡ใฎใƒ‡ใƒผใ‚ฟใฏไธ€้€šใ‚Š้ ญใซๅ…ฅใ‚Œใฆใ‚ใ‚‹ใ€‚ใกใชใฟใซๆคœๆŒ™็Ž‡ใฏ27%ใปใฉใ ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†......ใ€‚ๅƒ•ใฎๅ‹ไบบใ‚‚ไปŠๆ—ฅใ€่ขซๅฎณใซใ‚ใฃใฆๆ•‘ๆ€ฅๆฌ้€ใ•ใ‚ŒใŸใฎใ ใ‘ใฉ......ๅฝผใฏๅคงไธˆๅคซใ ใ‚ใ†ใ‹......ใ€ ใ€Žๅถ็™บ็š„ใชใฒใ้€ƒใ’ใชใ‚‰ใฐใ€็Šฏไบบใฏๅ‹•ๆบๅฟƒใ‚„ๅˆฉๅทฑ็š„ใช่€ƒใˆใงใจใฃใ•ใซ้€ƒใ’ใฆใ—ใพใ†ใ‚ฑใƒผใ‚นใŒๅคšใ„ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใ€ ใ€Ž......ไปŠๅ›žใฏๆ•…ๆ„ใซ้€š่กŒไบบใ‚’ใ€ไฝ•ไบบใ‚‚ๆ’ฅใญใ‚‹ไบ‹ไปถใŒๅคšใ„ใฎใ ใจใ‹ใ€ ใ€Žใ‚€ใ—ใ‚ƒใใ—ใ‚ƒใ—ใฆใŸใ‚Šใ€่ฟฝใ„่ฉฐใ‚ใ‚‰ใ‚ŒใŸไบบ้–“ใŒ็ช็™บ็š„ใชไบ‹ไปถใ‚’่ตทใ“ใ™ใฃใฆใ„ใ†ใ‘ใฉใ€ใใ‚Œใซใ—ใŸใฃใฆ......็†ๆƒณ้ƒทใจใพใง่จ€ใ‚ใ‚ŒใŸๆ—ฅๆœฌใงใ“ใ‚Œใ ใ‘ใฎไบ‹ไปถใŒไธ€ๆ–‰ใซ่ตทใใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆใ€ไฝ•ใŒ่ตทใใŸใ‚“ใ ?ใ€ ใ€Žๆตทๅค–ใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซใ‚นใƒˆใƒฌใ‚น็คพไผšใงใ‚‚ใชใใ€ไธๆ™ฏๆฐ—ใซ่ฝใก่พผใ‚“ใงใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‘ใงใ‚‚ใชใ„ใ€็š‡ๅฎถใŒๅฎ‰ๅฏงใจ็นๆ „ใซๅฐŽใใ“ใฎๆ—ฅๆœฌใงใ€ใ“ใ‚“ใชใซใ‚‚ๅคšใใฎไบ‹ไปถใŒ็™บ็”Ÿใ™ใ‚‹ใชใ‚“ใฆ......ใ€ ใ€Žใใ†ใ ใ‚ˆใชใ€‚ใพใ‚‹ใงไบบใ‚‚้‡‘ใ‚‚ใ€ไฝ™่ฃ•ใฎใชใ„ๅ›ฝใฟใŸใ„ใชๆƒจ็Šถใ˜ใ‚ƒใชใ„ใ‹ใ€ ๆœใ€ใฒใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถใซ้ญ้‡ใ—ใŸไฟบใฏ่‰ฒใ€…ใจใ‚ทใƒงใƒƒใ‚ฏใงๅˆๅพŒใ‹ใ‚‰็™ปๆ กใ—ใŸใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใใ“ใงใ‚‚ๅพ…ใฃใฆใ„ใŸใฎใฏใ€ไธ็ฉใชๅ™‚่ฉฑใ ใ€‚ ใ‚ฏใƒฉใ‚นใƒกใ‚คใƒˆใŒๅ›ใๅ†…ๅฎนใŒ่€ณใ‹ใ‚‰้›ขใ‚Œใšใ€ใ‚นใƒžใƒ›ใงใƒ‹ใƒฅใƒผใ‚นใ‚’่ฆ‹ใ‚ŒใฐไปŠๆ—ฅใ ใ‘ใงใฒใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถใŒๅคง้‡ใซ็™บ็”Ÿใ—ใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€ใจใ„ใฃใŸ่จ˜ไบ‹ใŒๅคงใใๅ–ใ‚ŠไธŠใ’ใ‚‰ใ‚Œใฆใ„ใŸใ€‚ ๅธฐๅฎ…ใ™ใ‚Œใฐใ€็ˆถใ•ใ‚“ใŒใ€Ž็‰ฉ้จ’ใ ......ใ“ใฎ็Šถๆณใง่จŠๅคช้ƒŽใซๅฏฎ็”Ÿๆดปใชใฉใ•ใ›ใ‚‹ใ‚‚ใฎใ‹! ๅˆ็ญ‰้ƒจใฎ็”Ÿๅพ’ใจๅŒใ˜ๆ‰ฑใ„ใงใ€่‡ชๅฎ…้€šๅญฆใฎ็”ณ่ซ‹ใ‚’ใ”ใ‚ŠๆŠผใ—ใ™ใ‚‹ใž!ใ€ใจๆ˜ŽๅพŒๆ—ฅใฎๆ–นๅ‘ใซๆ„ๆฐ—่พผใ‚“ใงใ„ใŸ......ใ€‚ ใกใชใฟใซไฟบใฏไธญ็ญ‰้ƒจๆ‰ฑใ„ใชใฎใงใ€ใ‚‚ใ†ใ™ใๅฏฎ็”ŸๆดปใŒๅง‹ใพใ‚‹ใ€‚ใจใฏใ„ใˆๅŸบๆœฌ็š„ใซใ„ใคใงใ‚‚ๅฎถใซๅธฐใฃใฆใ‚ˆใ„ใ—ใ€ๅพกๆ›นๅธใ‚„ใ”ไปคๅฌขใฎๅฎถๅบญไบ‹ๆƒ…็š„ใซๅฏฎใซ็ธ›ใ‚Šไป˜ใ‘ใ‚‹ใ“ใจใŒ็„ก็†ใชใฎใ ใ€‚ใงใฏใ€ใชใœๅฏฎ็”Ÿๆดปใ‚’ๅฎŸๆ–ฝใ™ใ‚‹ใฎใ‹ใจใ„ใˆใฐใ€ๅญฆๅœ’ใฎๆ•ทๅœฐๅ†…ใฏ่ญฆๅ‚™ใŒๅŽณ้‡ใงใ‚ใ‚Šใ€้€šๅญฆๆ™‚ใฎใƒชใ‚นใ‚ฏใ‚’ๆธ›ใ‚‰ใ™ใจใ„ใฃใŸไบ‹ๆƒ…ใŒไธปใชใ”ๅ็›ฎใจใชใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ็ขบใ‹ใซไปŠใ€ๆ‡ธๅฟตไบ‹้ …ใŒใฒใ้€ƒใ’ใฎใฟใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใ€ๅญฆๆ กใ‹ใ‚‰ๅ‡บใชใ„ๅฏฎ็”Ÿๆดปใฎๆ–นใŒๅฎ‰ๅ…จใชๆฐ—ใ‚‚ใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใ€Œๅคšๅˆ†ใ€ๅฑ้™บใฎๅ›ž้ฟๆ–นๆณ•ใฏไป–ใซใ‚‚ใ‚ใ‚‹ใ‚“ใ ใ‚ใ†ใช......ใ€ ๆ€ใ„ใคใใฎใฏใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใ ใ€‚ ไปŠๆœใฎใ‚ˆใ†ใซไบบใ€…ใŒ่ขซๅฎณใ‚’่ขซใ‚‹ใฎใฏๆฑบใ—ใฆใ€ๆฑบใ—ใฆใ‚ใฃใฆใฏใชใ‚‰ใชใ„ไบ‹ไปถใ ใจๆ€ใ†ใ€‚ใพใ—ใฆใ‚„ใ€ใใฎๅˆƒใฎ็Ÿ›ๅ…ˆใŒไปŠๅ›žใฏใŸใพใŸใพไป–ไบบใซๅ‘ใ„ใฆใ—ใพใฃใŸใ‘ใฉใ€ใ‚‚ใ—ๅค•่ผใ‚„ๆ™ƒๅคœใ ใฃใŸใ‚‰ใจ่€ƒใˆใŸใ‚‰ใ€ใ‚พใƒƒใจใ™ใ‚‹ใ€‚ ......ใ‚ใฎใฒใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถใŒใ€ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใจใฉใ†็ตใณใคใใ‹ใฏใ‚ใ‹ใ‚‰ใชใ„ใ€‚ ใ‘ใ‚Œใฉใ€ใ“ใฎ็•ฐๅธธไบ‹ๆ…‹ใฏใŠใใ‚‰ใใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใŒๆทฑใ็ตกใ‚“ใงใ„ใ‚‹ใจใฟใฆใ„ใ„ใฏใšใ€‚ใใ—ใฆๆ—ขใซๆœ€ๆ‚ชใ™ใŽใ‚‹ไบ‹ไปถใฏ่ตทใ“ใฃใฆใ„ใ‚‹ใ‘ใฉใ€ใ€Ž ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚‰ใใ‚“ใ€ๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ†ใ‚ใ‚“! ใ—ใฐใ‚‰ใใถใ‚Šใญใ‚“โ™ช ๅญฆๅœ’ใงใฎใ“ใจใ‚„้€šๅญฆๆ™‚ใฎไบ‹ไปถใซใคใ„ใฆใฏ่žใ„ใฆใ‚‹ใ‚ใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใƒญใ‚ฐใ‚คใƒณใจๅŒๆ™‚ใซใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ‹ใ‚‰ใƒ•ใƒฌใƒณใƒ‰ใƒกใƒƒใ‚ปใƒผใ‚ธใŒๅฑŠใใ€‚ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏๆ—ฅๆœฌ็š‡็ซ‹ๅญฆๅœ’ใฎไฝ“่‚ฒๆ•™ๅธซใ€ใ‚‚ใจใ„่ป้–ฅ็ง‘ใฎไธญใงใ‚‚ไฝ“่ก“ๅฐ‚่กŒใชใฎใ ใŒใ€ใ‚ฒใƒผใƒ ใฎไธญใง็พๅฎŸใฎ่ฉฑ้กŒใ‚’ๆŒฏใฃใฆใใ‚‹ใฎใฏ็ใ—ใ„ใ€‚ ใ€Žใ‚ใ‚ใ€ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใ€‚ใกใ‚‡ใ“ใฃใจๅคงๅค‰ใงใ—ใŸใ€ ใ€Žใ„ใ‚„ใใ‚“! ใ“ใฃใกใ˜ใ‚ƒใ€ๆ™ฎ้€šใซๆŽฅใ—ใฆใ‚ˆใ‰ใ‚“! ใ‚ใกใใจๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใฎไปฒใงใ—ใ‚‡ใ‚“โ™ชใ€ ใ€Žใจใ“ใ‚ใงๅคฉไฝฟใกใ‚…ใ‚ใ‚“ใ€ไฝ•ใ‹ใจๅคงๅค‰ใ ใฃใŸใจๆ€ใ†ใ‹ใ‚‰ใ€ใ“ใ†ใ„ใฃใŸๅ†…ๅฎนใ‚’ไผใˆใ‚‹ใฎใฏ้…ทใ‹ใ‚‚ใ—ใ‚Œใชใ„ใ‘ใฉใ‰ใ‚“......ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใซใ—ใฆใฏๅฆ™ใซๆญฏๅˆ‡ใ‚Œใฎๆ‚ชใ„้–“ใŒ็ฉบใ„ใŸใ€‚ ใ€Žใกใ‚‡ใฃใจใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใงใ‚‚้…ทใ„ไบ‹ๆ…‹ใŒ่ตทใใฆใ‚‹ใ‚‰ใ—ใ„ใฎใ‰ใ‚“ใ€ ใ€Žใ€้‰„ใจ้Ž–ใฎ่…ๆ•—้ƒฝๅธ‚ใ‚ฎใƒซใƒ‡ใ‚ฃใ‚ฌใƒชใ‚ชใƒณใ€‘? ใจใ‹ใ„ใฃใŸๆ€ชใ—ใ’ใช้ƒฝๅธ‚ใง้–‹ๅ‚ฌใ•ใ‚Œใ‚‹ใ‚คใƒ™ใƒณใƒˆใซ? ๅ‚ๅŠ ใ—ใŸใ„ใŒใŸใ‚ใซใ€ ๅ‚ญๅ…ต ใซใ‚ใ–ใจใชใ‚‹ใฃใฆๅ‚ญๅ…ตใŒๅ‡บๅง‹ใ‚ใกใ‚ƒใฃใฆใ‚‹ใฎใ‚ˆใญใˆใ‚“......ใ€ ใ€Žใฉใ‚“ใชใ€ๆ–นๆณ•ใชใฎ......?ใ€ ใ‚ธใƒงใƒผใ‚ธใฏไธ€ๆ‹ใฎๆบœใ‚ใ‚’็ฝฎใ„ใฆใ€ใใฎไบ‹ๅฎŸใ‚’่ปฝใ„ๅฃ่ชฟใงไผใˆใฆใใ‚‹ใ€‚ ใฉใ†ใ‚„ใ‚‰ไฟบใฎๅซŒใชไบˆๆ„Ÿใฏๅฝ“ใŸใฃใฆใ„ใŸใ‚ˆใ†ใ ใ€‚ ็พๅฎŸใงใฎ่ฝขใ้€ƒใ’ไบ‹ไปถๅคš็™บใฎๅŽŸๅ› ใฏ......ใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใƒปใ‚ฏใƒฉใƒณใง้ฆฌ่ปŠใ‚’ๆดป็”จใ—ใ€ใ‚ญใƒซ่กŒ็‚บใซ่ตฐใ‚‹
327 Episode 323 Running Madness I'm asleep in the morning. Unlike previous bicycle trips, air-conditioned trips can make you feel very comfortable and unconscious.Speaking of which, my friend who goes to school by train said that in winter, he can hunt his consciousness by losing the pleasure of heating coming out of the feet of his chair. Remembering that, I was looking out the window, blurry. "... eh? The incredible sight jumped into my eyes, causing my consciousness to lure me to lie awake at once. The driver, Kikuoka, issued a warning, but he was unable to move for a millimeter due to the shock he saw when he saw a tragic state of mind. "There is a danger of hitting us! Mr Kikuoka is temporarily stopping his car in order to wait for a signal.The other cars are the same, only white regular cars coming from the opposite lane are moving.However, the car was completely unusual (...). The white car is jumping into the sidewalk and jumping at many passers-by. Even if I just witnessed it, the three of them have already continued to run. Without hesitation, the anomaly of blowing people away at a fierce speed brings hair to my body.At the same time, I felt danger from unspeakable fear. However, there was nothing I could do but look at the hell picture in an unusual way. For just a moment in time, the world is slowly flowing, as if everything had become slow motion, swallowed by creepy sensations. The fourth victim... The white car returned to the driveway when the high school student on the bicycle was hit and kept running flat. The white body that crumbled against me passed by with a splash of bright red. "Hiki, run away...? Everything gets late when I realize that, and I'll call an ambulance on my phone right away.But my fingers are trembling and I can't hit the number well. The number isn't... 110, it should be 119...? "Messenger, I'm fine.Please wait a moment. " After that, Kikuoka-san and several adult witnesses called and requested medical attention, as if they were following me confused. All I could do was to resist the fear that pushed me in. The reality is completely different from the game. Humans are immediately treated in the presence of the unbroken, suffering the loss of blood and becoming meat clots. With that cruelty in mind, I felt the anxiety that might have been acquired grow rapidly. "Hey, did you hear that?Today alone, there were over 2,000 hit-and-run cases. " Just for one day......?Hit-and-run, about 18,000 a year? You're familiar with it. This is still an imperial police aspiration.I have all the data on the crime rate.Incidentally, the prosecution rate is about 27%. " Yes... My friend was transported to the ambulance today because of the damage... is he okay...? " "It seems that accidental hit-and-run often results in the killer fleeing with agitation and selfish thoughts." "... this time, there have been many cases of deliberately calling on passers-by." "What happened to the sudden incident of a squeaky or chased human being in Japan... when they even said it was an ideal place? "I can't believe so many incidents occur in Japan, where the royal family leads to peace and prosperity, not a stressful society like overseas, nor a depressed economy...." I see.It's like a country where people and money can't afford it. " When I ran into a hit-and-run in the morning, I went to school in the afternoon in shock. But what was waiting there was a disturbing rumor. The content whispered by my classmates was not out of my ear, and when I watched the news on my smartphone, there were a lot of hit-and-run incidents just today. When I got home, my dad said, "It's a mess... in this situation, you're letting Xintaro live in a dorm!Treat junior high school students the same way you apply to go to school at home!"and I was delighted in the direction of the day after tomorrow... By the way, I'm a middle-class student, so my dorm life is about to start.However, basically, you can go home at any time, and it is impossible to tie the dorm to the samurai or your daughter's family situation.Speaking of why dormitory life is carried out, the campus grounds are heavily guarded, and the main reason is to reduce the risk when going to school. Certainly, if the only concern right now is running away, living in a dormitory that doesn't leave school feels safer. "Maybe there are other ways to avoid danger..." It's the Clan Clan that comes to mind. I think it is a case that people should never be harmed, like this morning.Not to mention, the tip of the blade happened to be suitable for others this time, but if I think about evening shine or shaking night, I feel terrified. ... I don't know how that hit-and-run affair connects to the Clan Clan. However, this anomaly is perhaps deeply intertwined with the game.And the worst case has already happened, but when I thought of the idea of 'still (...) just running away', I immediately logged into the Clan Clan. Ahhn, angel chuuun!It's been a while I've heard about what happened at school and when I went to school. You'll receive a friend message from George at the same time you log in. George is a Physical Education teacher at Imperial College of Japan, and is also a specialist in physical arts in the Faction Department, but it is unusual for him to shake the subject of reality in the game. "Oh, George. It was a bit difficult. Yahn! Here, treat me normally!Aren't you close to angels? " "By the way, angel Chuwan, I think it's been a lot of trouble, so it might be terrible to convey this kind of content..." For George, there was a strange gap between bad teeth. Something terrible is happening to my clan too. "[Corrupt City of Iron and Chains Gildigarion]?Events in suspicious cities like this?I want to participate, but the mercenaries are starting to come out deliberately as criminal (Gilty) mercenaries... " Not a war criminal (Judah) mercenary, but a criminal mercenary......? That's not true. After consulting beforehand and building alliances between the mercenaries (clans), it seems that we have discovered a way to become... criminal mercenaries more easily than to kill each other and become war criminals mercenaries. What kind of method...? George leaves a sip of cache and tells the fact in a light tone. Apparently, I had a bad feeling about this. The frequent hit-and-run incidents in real life... were the result of a sharp increase in mercenaries (players) using horse-drawn carriages in clan clans.
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