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"How, how, what's wrong? Hanayang?"
In a hurry, Meer walks by the flower sun. Hanayang was still falling sideways, bitterly absurd in his breath.
"Oh, my God! Anne! Get me Senior Ma Long!
"Yes, I get it!
I dropped off Anne, who ran out, and then Meer crouched by the flower sun.
"You're going to hold on, Hanayang. Senior Ma Long will be here soon. Then..."
And, where he was gently speaking, Ma Long rushed in.
"What's up, lady? What's wrong with Hanayang?
"Oh, Senior Ma Long..."
Meer vacated the place for Ma Long as she was about to sit back in relief.
"Hanayang seems so bitter... Oh, maybe when they give birth, this is what we all do..."
Meer's words disappeared into butt blushes.
Because Ma Long's face was very harsh.
"... Normally, horses should be able to have children even if we don't get our hands on them. That means you can't do it well..."
After moving his throat, Ma Long said, looking at Meer's face.
"Could be a backlash..."
"Rebellion?"
But there was no explanation for that.
When the horse dragon opened his mouth, it was very high and the sun was gone.
At the same time, I saw the little horse's hind legs coming out of Hanayang's butt.
"Come on, it's a waste of time. I'm asking my lady's squire to get me a breeder, but I can't make it if I stay like this. We'll pull it out. Lady, give me a hand."
"... Huh?
When I was told, Meer said, "Well, who are you telling me to pull it out?" and so on, I unwittingly look around at the area as a chirp.
And then, finally,
- Huh? Could it be that you're telling me!?
A moment of hesitation. But soon after, Meer finds it.
Strina staring at this one with a little anxiety and her granddaughter sparkling her eyes in anticipation......
There's a battle I can't pull...
"Wow, okay, let's do it"
With a resolute look on his face, Meer said. Then I look at Hanayang.
- Don't worry, Hanayang. I can help you!
That was not... to sell a great favour to Hanayang.
To put it bluntly, Meer was sympathetic to the sun that was trying to bear a child.
- This child is me in the future...
That's what makes me feel good.
Somehow, to help Hanayang, Meer wrapped her arms around her.
From there on forward is Meer, who is too desperate to remember anything but blubberry.
As the horse dragon signals, pull the flying leg as you wish..., rest, pull again...
I can remember such a fragmentary sight...... but I couldn't recall it as a well connected memory.
Then, when she realized, Meer was in the stables, as if her hips had fallen out, going in and out. Fatigue led to strength in my hands and feet.
Before its eyes, I could see a slowly fallen pony and a horse dragon on his knees before it.
"Damn, I'm holding my breath!
The horse dragon punches his tongue. Then I wiped the mouth of the pony with clothes and put my mouth there.
Meer, just blindly, can only watch it.
Once, twice, three, four degrees... How long have you wanted to keep doing that?
The horse dragon with his face up looked down at the immobile pony......,
"Come on... can't you..."
I snapped with a repentant, blood-soaking voice.
"Oh no..."
Meer glanced at Hanayang. Those eyes, as somewhere sad in color, look like Meer......
"If you give up, you can't. There's still something I can do… there's got to be something."
If you notice, Meer said.
Meer was deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang.
"Something…, something you can do…"
Desperate to think, Meer. and help came from unexpected directions.
"... maybe this will help"
That said, it was Shtrina who took a step forward. In his hand, a small cloth bag was gripped.
"What's that?
To Horse Dragon, who looks suspicious, Strina said with a face of seriousness itself.
"It's a herb. They say it's a potent herb that irritates the heart's heart and revitalizes it again."
Horse Dragon reached out hesitantly to the bag offered to him saying so.
Often the patrol, now, shake your head immediately.
"Either way, I can't help you like this. Then give it a try."
Crushing like I tell myself, I pour the contents of the bag into the mouth of a neat pony.
A moment of silence......, then......, keho! I heard a much smaller voice.
"Huh! Okay! He's breathing back!
Shortly afterwards, Ma Long raised his euphoria! In response, when the pony shakes her body all the time, she tries to get up.
"Ah......, oh, oh! We did it!
Meer exhaled deeply, unexpectedly.
Then, look at Strina.
"Thank you, Mr. Leena. Thanks to you, the pony has been saved!
"No, I'm glad I could help you"
Strina was no different than usual, only with a poor grin.
Then, Meer walks over to Hanayang.
"Well done...... You have a healthy pony."
Gently stroking her neck, Hanayang turned her calm eyes towards Meer. There, I could see something like confidence in accomplishing a big job.
"Ugh, well, Hanayang, I'll let you see your child first."
Laughing in a good mood, while walking over to Lunlun and the pony, Fumia thought.
- With that said, which horse is Hanayang's opponent...? I'm sure it's a very good horse......
Meer is deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang. It is no longer a feeling close to self-identity. I feel like I'm looking at myself in the future.
Hence, the person chosen by Huayang must be a very good horse.
Because Meer is confident in the eyes that she sees her man.
With that in mind, Meer saw the pony......,
"Oh? I don't know, this kid, like I've seen him somewhere...?
Hmm? Where could it have been? And, whispering an eyebrow, I looked at Meer. The pony who saw it cracked his nose and then...,
"Kuchi!
Small, pretty sneezed......
Hey, Meer all over the pony nanica..., I'm about to get to some serious truth!
But just before I got there, my brain refused to understand!
Because Meer was deeply, deeply and deeply sympathetic to the flower sun. Because I am who I am in the future!
The eyes that look at a man should be certain......, because it's impossible to choose a horse like that for them!
Such unconscious thoughts inhibit Meer's perception...,
"... um, me, even if it's a curse to sneeze on a horse, is it being put on?
What you don't want to see is a human being.
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"How, how, what's wrong? Hanayang?"
In a hurry, Meer walks by the flower sun. Hanayang was still falling sideways, bitterly absurd in his breath.
"Oh, my God! Anne! Get me Senior Ma Long!
"Yes, I get it!
I dropped off Anne, who ran out, and then Meer crouched by the flower sun.
"You're going to hold on, Hanayang. Senior Ma Long will be here soon. Then..."
And, where he was gently speaking, Ma Long rushed in.
"What's up, lady? What's wrong with Hanayang?
"Oh, Senior Ma Long..."
Meer vacated the place for Ma Long as she was about to sit back in relief.
"Hanayang seems so bitter... Oh, maybe when they give birth, this is what we all do..."
Meer's words disappeared into butt blushes.
Because Ma Long's face was very harsh.
"... Normally, horses should be able to have children even if we don't get our hands on them. That means you can't do it well..."
After moving his throat, Ma Long said, looking at Meer's face.
"Could be a backlash..."
"Rebellion?"
But there was no explanation for that.
When the horse dragon opened his mouth, it was very high and the sun was gone.
At the same time, I saw the little horse's hind legs coming out of Hanayang's butt.
"Come on, it's a waste of time. I'm asking my lady's squire to get me a breeder, but I can't make it if I stay like this. We'll pull it out. Lady, give me a hand."
"... Huh?
When I was told, Meer said, "Well, who are you telling me to pull it out?" and so on, I unwittingly look around at the area as a chirp.
And then, finally,
- Huh? Could it be that you're telling me!?
A moment of hesitation. But soon after, Meer finds it.
Strina staring at this one with a little anxiety and her granddaughter sparkling her eyes in anticipation......
There's a battle I can't pull...
"Wow, okay, let's do it"
With a resolute look on his face, Meer said. Then I look at Hanayang.
- Don't worry, Hanayang. I can help you!
That was not... to sell a great favour to Hanayang.
To put it bluntly, Meer was sympathetic to the sun that was trying to bear a child.
- This child is me in the future...
That's what makes me feel good.
Somehow, to help Hanayang, Meer wrapped her arms around her.
From there on forward is Meer, who is too desperate to remember anything but blubberry.
As the horse dragon signals, pull the flying leg as you wish..., rest, pull again...
I can remember such a fragmentary sight...... but I couldn't recall it as a well connected memory.
Then, when she realized, Meer was in the stables, as if her hips had fallen out, going in and out. Fatigue led to strength in my hands and feet.
Before its eyes, I could see a slowly fallen pony and a horse dragon on his knees before it.
"Damn, I'm holding my breath!
The horse dragon punches his tongue. Then I wiped the mouth of the pony with clothes and put my mouth there.
Meer, just blindly, can only watch it.
Once, twice, three, four degrees... How long have you wanted to keep doing that?
The horse dragon with his face up looked down at the immobile pony......,
"Come on... can't you..."
I snapped with a repentant, blood-soaking voice.
"Oh no..."
Meer glanced at Hanayang. Those eyes, as somewhere sad in color, look like Meer......
"If you give up, you can't. There's still something I can do… there's got to be something."
If you notice, Meer said.
Meer was deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang.
"Something…, something you can do…"
Desperate to think, Meer. and help came from unexpected directions.
"... maybe this will help"
That said, it was Shtrina who took a step forward. In his hand, a small cloth bag was gripped.
"What's that?
To Horse Dragon, who looks suspicious, Strina said with a face of seriousness itself.
"It's a herb. They say it's a potent herb that irritates the heart's heart and revitalizes it again."
Horse Dragon reached out hesitantly to the bag offered to him saying so.
Often the patrol, now, shake your head immediately.
"Either way, I can't help you like this. Then give it a try."
Crushing like I tell myself, I pour the contents of the bag into the mouth of a neat pony.
A moment of silence......, then......, keho! I heard a much smaller voice.
"Huh! Okay! He's breathing back!
Shortly afterwards, Ma Long raised his euphoria! In response, when the pony shakes her body all the time, she tries to get up.
"Ah......, oh, oh! We did it!
Meer exhaled deeply, unexpectedly.
Then, look at Strina.
"Thank you, Mr. Leena. Thanks to you, the pony has been saved!
"No, I'm glad I could help you"
Strina was no different than usual, only with a poor grin.
Then, Meer walks over to Hanayang.
"Well done...... You have a healthy pony."
Gently stroking her neck, Hanayang turned her calm eyes towards Meer. There, I could see something like confidence in accomplishing a big job.
"Ugh, well, Hanayang, I'll let you see your child first."
Laughing in a good mood, while walking over to Lunlun and the pony, Fumia thought.
- With that said, which horse is Hanayang's opponent...? I'm sure it's a very good horse......
Meer is deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang. It is no longer a feeling close to self-identity. I feel like I'm looking at myself in the future.
Hence, the person chosen by Huayang must be a very good horse.
Because Meer is confident in the eyes that she sees her man.
With that in mind, Meer saw the pony......,
"Oh? I don't know, this kid, like I've seen him somewhere...?
Hmm? Where could it have been? And, whispering an eyebrow, I looked at Meer. The pony who saw it cracked his nose and then...,
"Kuchi!
Small, pretty sneezed......
Hey, Meer all over the pony nanica..., I'm about to get to some serious truth!
But just before I got there, my brain refused to understand!
Because Meer was deeply, deeply and deeply sympathetic to the flower sun. Because I am who I am in the future!
The eyes that look at a man should be certain......, because it's impossible to choose a horse like that for them!
Such unconscious thoughts inhibit Meer's perception...,
"... um, me, even if it's a curse to sneeze on a horse, is it being put on?
What you don't want to see is a human being.
"How, how, what's wrong? Hanayang?"In a hurry, Meer walks by the flower sun. Hanayang was still falling sideways, bitterly absurd in his breath."Oh, my God! Anne! Get me Senior Ma Long! "Yes, I get it! I dropped off Anne, who ran out, and then Meer crouched by the flower sun."You're going to hold on, Hanayang. Senior Ma Long will be here soon. Then..."And, where he was gently speaking, Ma Long rushed in."What's up, lady? What's wrong with Hanayang? "Oh, Senior Ma Long..."Meer vacated the place for Ma Long as she was about to sit back in relief."Hanayang seems so bitter... Oh, maybe when they give birth, this is what we all do..."Meer's words disappeared into butt blushes.Because Ma Long's face was very harsh."... Normally, horses should be able to have children even if we don't get our hands on them. That means you can't do it well..."After moving his throat, Ma Long said, looking at Meer's face."Could be a backlash...""Rebellion?"But there was no explanation for that.When the horse dragon opened his mouth, it was very high and the sun was gone.At the same time, I saw the little horse's hind legs coming out of Hanayang's butt."Come on, it's a waste of time. I'm asking my lady's squire to get me a breeder, but I can't make it if I stay like this. We'll pull it out. Lady, give me a hand.""... Huh? When I was told, Meer said, "Well, who are you telling me to pull it out?" and so on, I unwittingly look around at the area as a chirp.And then, finally,- Huh? Could it be that you're telling me!?A moment of hesitation. But soon after, Meer finds it.Strina staring at this one with a little anxiety and her granddaughter sparkling her eyes in anticipation......There's a battle I can't pull..."Wow, okay, let's do it"With a resolute look on his face, Meer said. Then I look at Hanayang.- Don't worry, Hanayang. I can help you!That was not... to sell a great favour to Hanayang.To put it bluntly, Meer was sympathetic to the sun that was trying to bear a child.- This child is me in the future...That's what makes me feel good.Somehow, to help Hanayang, Meer wrapped her arms around her.From there on forward is Meer, who is too desperate to remember anything but blubberry.As the horse dragon signals, pull the flying leg as you wish..., rest, pull again...I can remember such a fragmentary sight...... but I couldn't recall it as a well connected memory.Then, when she realized, Meer was in the stables, as if her hips had fallen out, going in and out. Fatigue led to strength in my hands and feet.Before its eyes, I could see a slowly fallen pony and a horse dragon on his knees before it."Damn, I'm holding my breath! The horse dragon punches his tongue. Then I wiped the mouth of the pony with clothes and put my mouth there.Meer, just blindly, can only watch it.Once, twice, three, four degrees... How long have you wanted to keep doing that?The horse dragon with his face up looked down at the immobile pony......,"Come on... can't you..."I snapped with a repentant, blood-soaking voice."Oh no..."Meer glanced at Hanayang. Those eyes, as somewhere sad in color, look like Meer......"If you give up, you can't. There's still something I can do there's got to be something."If you notice, Meer said.Meer was deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang."Something, something you can do"Desperate to think, Meer. and help came from unexpected directions."... maybe this will help"That said, it was Shtrina who took a step forward. In his hand, a small cloth bag was gripped."What's that? To Horse Dragon, who looks suspicious, Strina said with a face of seriousness itself."It's a herb. They say it's a potent herb that irritates the heart's heart and revitalizes it again."Horse Dragon reached out hesitantly to the bag offered to him saying so.Often the patrol, now, shake your head immediately."Either way, I can't help you like this. Then give it a try."Crushing like I tell myself, I pour the contents of the bag into the mouth of a neat pony.A moment of silence......, then......, keho! I heard a much smaller voice."Huh! Okay! He's breathing back! Shortly afterwards, Ma Long raised his euphoria! In response, when the pony shakes her body all the time, she tries to get up."Ah......, oh, oh! We did it! Meer exhaled deeply, unexpectedly.Then, look at Strina."Thank you, Mr. Leena. Thanks to you, the pony has been saved! "No, I'm glad I could help you"Strina was no different than usual, only with a poor grin.Then, Meer walks over to Hanayang."Well done...... You have a healthy pony."Gently stroking her neck, Hanayang turned her calm eyes towards Meer. There, I could see something like confidence in accomplishing a big job."Ugh, well, Hanayang, I'll let you see your child first."Laughing in a good mood, while walking over to Lunlun and the pony, Fumia thought.- With that said, which horse is Hanayang's opponent...? I'm sure it's a very good horse......Meer is deeply and deeply sympathetic to Hanayang. It is no longer a feeling close to self-identity. I feel like I'm looking at myself in the future.Hence, the person chosen by Huayang must be a very good horse.Because Meer is confident in the eyes that she sees her man.With that in mind, Meer saw the pony......,"Oh? I don't know, this kid, like I've seen him somewhere...? Hmm? Where could it have been? And, whispering an eyebrow, I looked at Meer. The pony who saw it cracked his nose and then...,"Kuchi! Small, pretty sneezed......Hey, Meer all over the pony nanica..., I'm about to get to some serious truth!But just before I got there, my brain refused to understand!Because Meer was deeply, deeply and deeply sympathetic to the flower sun. Because I am who I am in the future!The eyes that look at a man should be certain......, because it's impossible to choose a horse like that for them!Such unconscious thoughts inhibit Meer's perception...,"... um, me, even if it's a curse to sneeze on a horse, is it being put on? What you don't want to see is a human being.
