Otoko Nara Ikkokuichijou no Aruji o Mezasa Nakya, ne?

May 27, 7444.

Even if it was a projection of the floor, I would desperately try to stick with it, but there was just a snug irregularity of about 10 cm at most, and the surface was so null that I couldn't hook my hand. I'm so lucky that I managed to put my head up and slip off my feet. Immediately it was dark and I perceived the lid of the pit closing overhead as I fell through the sloping pit.

Because until now, the lights had leaked slightly from the entrance to the hole, but they were completely closed in the dark. Bad, I think appraisal...... soon there will be fine light from the bottom! At the moment I thought, my feet stepped on solid ground. Of course, there's a lot of momentum, so I rolled around.

Touching the floor gives me the feeling of hard, dry soil. I can't use "Light" magic... Then [Appraisal] I can't use this either! What do you mean!? Suddenly I got thin and in the dark I crawled around trying to find the sword (long sword) that I'd let go at some point, but I wasn't going to find it.

Shit! What!? This.

I understood that it fell into a pitfall-like object. I also found out that the lid closed immediately. Fine light from the bottom along the way...... is that a transfer!? Isn't this the three layers I was just in!?

Heading overhead, he said, "Hey! screaming," but nothing responds.

Immediately, I stopped screaming thinking back that I might be calling monsters, but the urge to scream out is still great. I could almost defeat Franken. Are they gonna be okay? One or two more shots, I think if we can attack, we can take them down, so I just want to believe that something is going on... suddenly I get anxious.

With that said, for now, it's because I outweigh the crisis, no heart or I'm hungry... I'm hungry! Oh, oh, oh, shit! Feels like this. Out of Magic (MP)!

Not good, not good. This isn't good. This is!

Then I want to have sex violently.

Soon drowsiness also hit me.

Is it because until now it has been a situation where I am not where I feel desire? Or was the anxiety I was feeling from around falling to the ground also caused by the loss of magic (MP)?

Ah, a rucksack. The rucksack has three days' worth of portable preserved food... none! I should have carried it on my back...... damn it! I pulled the pin out and threw it away before I stormed Franken. and then the emergency antidote and injury medication in the pack stuck to the grassy D-ring...... was it bad that it was in the leather bag, I feel the medicine bottle is cracked in the bag.

And then... oh, shit, I'm hungry, and my groin is tremendously impetuous and Jen-royal. The groin portion of the rubber protector was removed. It hurts when I hit it. Of course I have the groin parts I removed. There's no way you're throwing it away. But this is the only water bottle my luggage had hanging in the grass fold on the other side. Looks like we're safe here, but the contents are empty. No, I might have a drop or two of water left.

The weapon is… the only other Meriken sack in both fists (Kobushi) is a knife with a combined simple shield planted in the forearm that holds a total of twenty left and right and a band in the right thigh. Looks like the knife's safe too.

But sleepy. Roll. I'm hungry. If it's any one of them, he's a good adult and he'll still be able to stand it. But all three cravings are at the same time, or what kind of torture is that? If you don't care, you can't manage to handle just lust, but if a monster attacked you like that and killed you, you won't have a next generation if you die here...

Yeah, but you rolled around gobbling and screaming.

If there was a monster right next door, it would be weird if it hadn't been attacked at all.

And there was no monster right next to me, so... I know a hundred people can no longer think calmly about things, but I can't contain the desire to clear them up for any reason. Shit, shit! Calm down! I feel terrible about hunger!

Sleepy!

I want to fuck you!

There's a slight amount of thinking left over, "How's it going in the middle of the room, anyway? I'm going to say. I wish I could go at the wall, but I don't know which is the wall.

I'm hungry!

I want to fuck you!

Sleepy!

Oh, already, you can die, so feed me something! I remember the food at the inn when I went to the hot spring one day. It was raw but delicious. There were white fish and then there were white fish. Why all the little fish?

Sleepy!

I'm hungry!

I want to fuck you!

Damn it, I miss the bed. Waterbed, why not now! It would be 10 million yen if you let me sleep now. That said, I wasn't a bedman. The bed reminds me of the militia, and I don't really like the feel of the spring. I was sleeping on a futon. The water pillowcase is mine...

I want to fuck you!

Sleepy!

I'm hungry!

I was reminded of an awesome type of preference I used to see only for a moment in "Litton". Is it a decrease in consciousness level? For some reason, it was Miki's face when she was only young. No, it's nothing. Miki's not my favorite face. Has he started sleeping more than half of the time?

Cover your face with both hands as you fall asleep on your back. The inner band of the protector's knuckle hits his face. The rubber rubs and hurts. I removed the protector from both hands. Oh, a thousand copies are gone. Isn't it gone?

Rub the face with a mess while the leather gloves are still on. He was drooling of covetousness at some point. It's like I rubbed my spit all over my face. My breath is getting rough. I pulled my right fingertip out of my glove. Laundry and shade dry is decent for the Boyle Pavilion kid, but the smell of stained sweat can't be completely removed.

I also removed my left glove with my right hand I took the glove off. I loosened the thread of the helmet (helmet), which was tightly tied, and also took off the helmet. I woke up my torso and scratched my head with both hands.

Anyway, I want to fill my belly, hold a woman, sleep like mud. At last, I can't see a thing. Even my fear of true darkness is flailing. Don't you think I'm just blind? Isn't it working fine that "light" is glowing and [appraisal]? I think the tactile sensation is normal, and I feel it's smell, hearing, and taste. Only one thing, only vision is not functioning effectively. Yeah, whatever the dust is, I kept it on my phone for about the ignition magic props.

Again the upper body also lay on the floor and scratched the algae. All sorts of things gradually get thrown at crazy cravings. At that time, a stiff one touched him before he reached out. What? I was afraid. I touched it and it turned out right away. Sword. I don't know if it's Tris' sword (long sword) that fell with me, but it seems to keep its shape in place.

If this is... I've made up my mind I could smash a knife that was only one main arm. As he crawled around drooling and found a hard stone only 10 cm in diameter, he pulled the knife out of his thigh and slowly set his aim several times before waving the knife down to the thoughtful stone.

The spark scattered the second time.

I left vivid remnants in my eyes and told them that my five senses were functioning correctly, irrespective of the spark that vanished in an instant. I mean, the symptoms are not abnormal in my eyes right now, and I'm not just in a situation where I'm hungry or want to have sex or sleepy. It means 100% Magic (MP) is dead. There can be no recovery if you endure it unless you take a break.

When the knife, perhaps missing a blade, was placed by hand in the sheath of the thigh and secured to prevent it from falling out with the band, scattered baggage was recovered around it. Gloves were placed on top of the protector in the arm, and further covered with groin parts on top to create a simple pillow, placing a sword picked up beside it.

It's unclear if this is the right place to rest, but it's better to rest even if you commit danger than to crawl around in the dark by hand. All hunger is difficult, but I masturbated with covetousness and lay down. I think one last piece of thought left me with only the sword on hand... but maybe I just reached out. He was sucked into a deep sleep without having to concentrate on sleeping.

Now, if a monster finds out, there will be one.

Kachin! and the zippo lighter lid that lit the cigarette closed when it sounded petty.

Inhale the smoke deep into your lungs and spit it out slowly.

Miki, who had her head on my left arm, hugged me.

Tenth anniversary wedding anniversary.

I just got a Sweet Ten Diamond ring from a coworker with a whisker that I rolled up with mahjong and saved up the hang of. Especially since they are working together couples with no children (who can't), they are not in that much trouble for money. It did exceed a million, but it would be about half the amount wound up with mahjong, etc.

"Hey, how could you buy one of these?

Asked staring at the ring nestled beside the wedding ring on his left hand side. I don't even get my wallet gripped by boulders, but I know about my salary and savings, so I quickly get the idea that it's a pretty disproportionate purchase.

"Oh, whiskers. I've been saving up."

"Hehe."

He turned to my chest looking at the ring and leaked a happy voice.

I felt comfortable when I touched my hair.

"Hey......"

"Oh......"

Smoke the cigarette again and squash it in the ashtray.

Point your body to the left and grasp a shaped breast that still does not show collapse.

It was a little wet with sweat.

Lay the wife together and overlap her lips.

"... eh, of cigarettes... ahhh..."

(of....................................................................................)

"Grrr!!

Raid!

They attacked my sleep!

It's as if he was suddenly even hammered into his belly.

I scratch the algae, but there's still a hammer on my belly, and it looks like it's being held down.

"Grr!"

Desperately reaching for the sword but not within reach. Only slightly touched the protectors my fingertips used as pillows.

Reach for the foreign object above your belly and try to get it out of the way.

"Huh! Guh!"

The hammer above his belly raised his voice.

Yeah, get out of the way!

Run around and beat him up.

Looks like they've hit back, too.

"Damn it!"

Though he rolled around in the dark and managed to secure his body's freedom, he didn't know where the sword was, nor did he have an arm and groin protector. Reach carefully for the thigh knife to avoid making any noise. At the same time, I made sure I could make a calm decision. Looks like we got at least an hour off.

I used to know a lot because I regularly appraised where my brother and sister used up their magic (MP) to sleep. After about three hours of sleep, the MP recovers to six, and then it takes about an hour to draw a sharp curve and the MP all recovers. As a result, he recovers about three quarters of the time at the last sufficient time. Not good if you don't have more than 2 MPs left, but this feeling is likely to be close to 6. If so... it would be an appraisal. Activate the vision of [Appraisal].

As usual, the one at the end of his gaze increased his luminosity. I was relieved that [appraisal] could have been used without anything, but the one that raised the brightness in front of me is a robe-like coat. A slight shift in gaze caught my eye the clothes behind the front opening part of the robe. Shift your gaze upwards.

I can see the face covering the lower half with a cloth like a mask. You won't be able to [appraise] it until you look at your face a little further up. But at that time,

"... the elite (elves)? No, you're not. Tall for the Mountain Nation (Dwarf). You seem blind in this situation, but you're not a demon, are you?

I've talked to him. Slightly stiff Lagdarios. Looks like someone we can talk to. If we can talk, we can buy time. First of all, get an idea of your condition.

"It's the Pu. Does the fact that you're blind in this situation mean infrared vision?

I gently [appraised] my arm without gloves on while answering.

[Alain Gried/5/3/7429]

[M/14/2/7428 · Pu · Sir Gried's second son]

[Condition: Good]

[Age: 16]

[Level: 21]

[HP: 177 (178) MP: 4 (7442)]

[Muscle Strength: 29]

[Jun Min: 39]

[Dexterity: 27]

[Endurance: 29]

[Unique Skill: Appraisal (MAX)]

[Unique Skill: Amazing Talent (MAX)]

[Special Skill: Earth Magic (MAX)]

[Special Skill: Water Magic (MAX)]

[Special Skill: Fire Magic (LV.8)]

[Special Skill: Wind Magic (MAX)]

[Special Skill: No Magic (MAX)]

[Experience: 1336232 (1430000)]

Is the MP 4? That means there was supposed to be a 5, so you got nearly three hours off. If this guy comes down a little later...... But you'll feel a lot less because you woke up with a halfway break, but this magic amount of 4 is a normal sixteen-year-old magic amount. Plus, I have a lot more experience. Looks like Franken could have been defeated. I hope no one is dead.

I immediately returned my gaze and [appraised] my opponent. The lower half of his face and forehead are covered with cloth like ninjas, only his eyes are exposed.

Only eyes and their surroundings appear to float in the dark.

[Mizerit Chiztunol] Level 10. Dark Elves!? Besides... there is a radiant deficit called [Inherent Skills: Troop Formation (Partitioning) (LV.6)]. He also seems to have a mild bruise. Surprisingly enough, the MP max is over 250, but the current value is 0. It will be painful soon, and I guess I can't stand it anymore, but I suppress that a lot. It's a lot of mental power. At last, if you look closely, the eyeballs appear to be black.

"You're Japanese, aren't you?

I spoke in Japanese.

"... Huh! Ku. Why...... how do you know that word? What... I thought I was the only one who knew..."

What? This guy? I guess it seems painful because the MP is gone, but what are you talking about?

'What are you talking about... well. I don't attack. And it's hard, isn't it?

I said while removing the fixing belt of the knife, just in case.

[Appraisal] hung up because I leaned down and my face hid in the robe.

Should I [appraise] it again?

No, I'm afraid I don't have to [appraise] to see anything.

The MP was strict (it would be 3 if I used it again) but [appraised] it again. The guy in front of me looks like a reincarnator, but I'm not sure. You should be careful.

Looks like he's loosening the string that had the robe fastened in front of his neck. My breath is getting rough.

Looks like he took off his robe and put his hand on a black headscarf. The gloves look like long leather gloves like mine.

We're gonna use the lights.

Use a "light" against the ground between me and Chizu tuna lol as I recall saying so. I never waited for a reply.

The surroundings became much brighter. My pupils were left open, and I closed my eyes with caution and used "lights," but the light piercing my eyes through my eyelids was enough to temporarily paralyze my vision.

I'm sure this dark elf would be something similar.

Slowly open the lid.

I guess the thizzle tuna lol with the headscarf removed was pretty dazzling. He was blocking his face with one hand.

As expected, the hair hidden in the headscarf is still glossy black. The tip of my ear is a little pointy and it's like an elf (although I'm naturally also an elf in dark elves).

The peeking complexion is a light purple color, a disgusting color that looks like it was poisoned if you cut only some of it and stick it to me.

He is slightly shifting his hands and lowering them as he moves his face away from the light.

In the meantime, I was running my eyes around.

There are no monsters within the reach of light...

There are no walls within the reach of light...... Damn.

The ceiling is... high, but the light seems to be arriving. Is it about 30-35m?

My protector and my weapon... it's over there. Horrified. Looks like Tris' sword (long sword) after all.

He was just about to start running his eyes around him. He was supposed to be looking at me. Chiztunolor was roaring with his head when he suddenly fell. I panicked to see how it was going, but didn't come close with caution. I [appraised] it again just in case, but it remained [state: bruised].

Is that a pseudo-sickly monkey play?

But as soon as I let go of the head I had, he stared straight at me while crouching.

"I remember Sukoshi"

That's what Chizumagrol said in Japanese. At the same time, however, he seemed desperate to endure the pain of losing his magic (MP), with a sweaty, stiff smile.

I saw a nostalgic smile somewhere.

My MP is only 2.