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"Huh...? Mushrooms............, pots..................?
The moment he heard it, Keithwood doubted his ears.
It's like understanding can't keep up with a crisis that suddenly came down.
- Why are we talking about that? No, until just now we must have definitely been talking about Holy Night Festival security......
Rare, like stupidity out of Rafina's mouth. When I heard that, I see, I should have nodded that I might need to be careful, etc.
- That's why, why? What kind of flow did this happen?
The crisis came extremely abruptly.
What was discussed that day at the student council meeting was the security of the Holy Night Festival.
"On this day, there will be a lot of people coming and going from the outside. Of course, I want to say that security is in full swing..."
Rafina, who brought the agenda, clouded the words there.
Then, even though I couldn't tell you, he explained the current situation.
- I see, every country seems to have a hard time.
Keithwood sighed small, holding back behind Zion.
Same here and there. The more veterans they are, the more rigid they fall into thought and tend to overlook serious mistakes.
Familiarity is a terrible thing.
The problem, however, is that people who are stuck in thought rigidity also have to be handled well. Whatever person you are, you must treat it well and make it work to the fullest. Sometimes, those who stand on top require such qualities as well.
- Rafina, it's tough for you too..., but do you actually have any means...?
Even with that in mind, in front of Keithwood, who was watching what happened, student chairman Meer said frankly.
"Hmm...... so what about hunting mushrooms?
What is it, how do you say, "Bye!" I don't know if it is.
It was as if I didn't understand the causality of the story. Totally incomprehensible......
Keithwood couldn't do anything but swallow words.
But the opponent is the wisdom of the empire. Zion, his own Lord, acknowledges, and Keithwood himself, many times, is his tongue-wrapped opponent.
I'm sure there's something......, I must have an in-depth idea. Must be. Be so......
While offering a true prayer in my heart, I still couldn't wipe away a little anxiety in Keithwood.
- Her Royal Highness Princess Meer..., sometimes, runs wild about mushrooms...
Worry is that.
For some reason, about Meer burning an unusual obsession with mushrooms. What logic unfolded in its head to the conclusion that mushroom hunting….
- I don't suppose you think you can grab their stomach with delicious things, etc...
Keithwood watched the story go by as he turned his anxious gaze to Meer, who looked confident.
"What does that mean..., eh? Mr. Meer."
Rafina is also tilting her neck with a puzzled face.
Right in front of him, Meer just nods confidently and shows off.
"Could you leave this place to me...? The key to victory is in a fantastic mushroom pan!
- If you grab his stomach, you can make him listen!
Meer was remembering a book she had borrowed from Chloe the other day.
"Appetite is the most rooted desire for every human being, and therefore, if it holds it down, it is possible to rule its opponent"
Meer was impressed by that sentence.
"This book says the truth about man!
Moved and loaded with books, Meer was now evolving from a love brain to a gourmet brain!
With such a full mea as a trump card, it is this time what I propose that is an excellent mushroom pan.
- Santelli, the escort, must be a mushroom pot!
Furthermore, the aim of Imperial Ji (Gourmet) Meer is a bunk structure.
- If we hold a pot party at the Student Union on Holy Night Festival night after a prep exercise there......
According to the Imperial Herald, Meer is out stealing the eyes of the princes who were asking for an escort.
Meer thought about it.
The result leads to one hypothesis.
"... something like I want to go outside..., something like that happened?
Honestly, it wasn't a very confident theory. Meer knows herself. I can't believe I'm going out running at night alone, I don't think I'm going to do it. I was a careful and thoughtful person... and Meer thought I had eyes that could be seen calmly. Well, it hasn't even come off...
"Assuming there was a merchant army coming by the lake and there were some of the rarest delicious treats in the world... I don't think I'm going..."
It is...... I don't think I'm going. I don't think that would fool me at all.
But... when I read Chloe's book, Meer found out.
the truth of this world........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"In front of the underlying desire of appetite, even those of strong will, like me, may be tempted..."
For example, what if on the day before Holy Night's Festival, you had a hugely delicious treat…, and that again, you were invited to eat it?
What if that was very, very good? What if it's something tastier than that rabbit pan?
Meer strokes her stomach softly. Now, my stomach is full.
But what if, at that time, you were very hungry?
If I had survived a rough storm, if I could get away with being attacked by a burglar or a wolf..., wouldn't I go outside thinking about that sweet thing...?
"I'm never a foodie... but I'm not sure about that. Anyway, it's a problem that involves people's roots. I'm sure a lot of people will get colored, not just me... Assuming you poke at it, the snake still won't insult you!
So what is the solution in that case?
Meer thinks. As a result of the thought......,
"If I had gone out of St. Noel's myself... wouldn't it have been better to do something fun in school than to go out? Have something tastier inside the school than going out..."
And Meer comes to the conclusion.
"After all, there's no other way than to throw a mushroom pot party at a student council!
Here, the Meer Presents mushroom pot project started quietly.
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"Huh...? Mushrooms............, pots..................?
The moment he heard it, Keithwood doubted his ears.
It's like understanding can't keep up with a crisis that suddenly came down.
- Why are we talking about that? No, until just now we must have definitely been talking about Holy Night Festival security......
Rare, like stupidity out of Rafina's mouth. When I heard that, I see, I should have nodded that I might need to be careful, etc.
- That's why, why? What kind of flow did this happen?
The crisis came extremely abruptly.
What was discussed that day at the student council meeting was the security of the Holy Night Festival.
"On this day, there will be a lot of people coming and going from the outside. Of course, I want to say that security is in full swing..."
Rafina, who brought the agenda, clouded the words there.
Then, even though I couldn't tell you, he explained the current situation.
- I see, every country seems to have a hard time.
Keithwood sighed small, holding back behind Zion.
Same here and there. The more veterans they are, the more rigid they fall into thought and tend to overlook serious mistakes.
Familiarity is a terrible thing.
The problem, however, is that people who are stuck in thought rigidity also have to be handled well. Whatever person you are, you must treat it well and make it work to the fullest. Sometimes, those who stand on top require such qualities as well.
- Rafina, it's tough for you too..., but do you actually have any means...?
Even with that in mind, in front of Keithwood, who was watching what happened, student chairman Meer said frankly.
"Hmm...... so what about hunting mushrooms?
What is it, how do you say, "Bye!" I don't know if it is.
It was as if I didn't understand the causality of the story. Totally incomprehensible......
Keithwood couldn't do anything but swallow words.
But the opponent is the wisdom of the empire. Zion, his own Lord, acknowledges, and Keithwood himself, many times, is his tongue-wrapped opponent.
I'm sure there's something......, I must have an in-depth idea. Must be. Be so......
While offering a true prayer in my heart, I still couldn't wipe away a little anxiety in Keithwood.
- Her Royal Highness Princess Meer..., sometimes, runs wild about mushrooms...
Worry is that.
For some reason, about Meer burning an unusual obsession with mushrooms. What logic unfolded in its head to the conclusion that mushroom hunting….
- I don't suppose you think you can grab their stomach with delicious things, etc...
Keithwood watched the story go by as he turned his anxious gaze to Meer, who looked confident.
"What does that mean..., eh? Mr. Meer."
Rafina is also tilting her neck with a puzzled face.
Right in front of him, Meer just nods confidently and shows off.
"Could you leave this place to me...? The key to victory is in a fantastic mushroom pan!
- If you grab his stomach, you can make him listen!
Meer was remembering a book she had borrowed from Chloe the other day.
"Appetite is the most rooted desire for every human being, and therefore, if it holds it down, it is possible to rule its opponent"
Meer was impressed by that sentence.
"This book says the truth about man!
Moved and loaded with books, Meer was now evolving from a love brain to a gourmet brain!
With such a full mea as a trump card, it is this time what I propose that is an excellent mushroom pan.
- Santelli, the escort, must be a mushroom pot!
Furthermore, the aim of Imperial Ji (Gourmet) Meer is a bunk structure.
- If we hold a pot party at the Student Union on Holy Night Festival night after a prep exercise there......
According to the Imperial Herald, Meer is out stealing the eyes of the princes who were asking for an escort.
Meer thought about it.
The result leads to one hypothesis.
"... something like I want to go outside..., something like that happened?
Honestly, it wasn't a very confident theory. Meer knows herself. I can't believe I'm going out running at night alone, I don't think I'm going to do it. I was a careful and thoughtful person... and Meer thought I had eyes that could be seen calmly. Well, it hasn't even come off...
"Assuming there was a merchant army coming by the lake and there were some of the rarest delicious treats in the world... I don't think I'm going..."
It is...... I don't think I'm going. I don't think that would fool me at all.
But... when I read Chloe's book, Meer found out.
the truth of this world........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................
"In front of the underlying desire of appetite, even those of strong will, like me, may be tempted..."
For example, what if on the day before Holy Night's Festival, you had a hugely delicious treat…, and that again, you were invited to eat it?
What if that was very, very good? What if it's something tastier than that rabbit pan?
Meer strokes her stomach softly. Now, my stomach is full.
But what if, at that time, you were very hungry?
If I had survived a rough storm, if I could get away with being attacked by a burglar or a wolf..., wouldn't I go outside thinking about that sweet thing...?
"I'm never a foodie... but I'm not sure about that. Anyway, it's a problem that involves people's roots. I'm sure a lot of people will get colored, not just me... Assuming you poke at it, the snake still won't insult you!
So what is the solution in that case?
Meer thinks. As a result of the thought......,
"If I had gone out of St. Noel's myself... wouldn't it have been better to do something fun in school than to go out? Have something tastier inside the school than going out..."
And Meer comes to the conclusion.
"After all, there's no other way than to throw a mushroom pot party at a student council!
Here, the Meer Presents mushroom pot project started quietly.
"Huh...? Mushrooms............, pots..................? The moment he heard it, Keithwood doubted his ears.It's like understanding can't keep up with a crisis that suddenly came down.- Why are we talking about that? No, until just now we must have definitely been talking about Holy Night Festival security......Rare, like stupidity out of Rafina's mouth. When I heard that, I see, I should have nodded that I might need to be careful, etc.- That's why, why? What kind of flow did this happen?The crisis came extremely abruptly.What was discussed that day at the student council meeting was the security of the Holy Night Festival."On this day, there will be a lot of people coming and going from the outside. Of course, I want to say that security is in full swing..."Rafina, who brought the agenda, clouded the words there.Then, even though I couldn't tell you, he explained the current situation.- I see, every country seems to have a hard time.Keithwood sighed small, holding back behind Zion.Same here and there. The more veterans they are, the more rigid they fall into thought and tend to overlook serious mistakes.Familiarity is a terrible thing.The problem, however, is that people who are stuck in thought rigidity also have to be handled well. Whatever person you are, you must treat it well and make it work to the fullest. Sometimes, those who stand on top require such qualities as well.- Rafina, it's tough for you too..., but do you actually have any means...?Even with that in mind, in front of Keithwood, who was watching what happened, student chairman Meer said frankly."Hmm...... so what about hunting mushrooms? What is it, how do you say, "Bye!" I don't know if it is.It was as if I didn't understand the causality of the story. Totally incomprehensible......Keithwood couldn't do anything but swallow words.But the opponent is the wisdom of the empire. Zion, his own Lord, acknowledges, and Keithwood himself, many times, is his tongue-wrapped opponent.I'm sure there's something......, I must have an in-depth idea. Must be. Be so......While offering a true prayer in my heart, I still couldn't wipe away a little anxiety in Keithwood.- Her Royal Highness Princess Meer..., sometimes, runs wild about mushrooms...Worry is that.For some reason, about Meer burning an unusual obsession with mushrooms. What logic unfolded in its head to the conclusion that mushroom hunting.- I don't suppose you think you can grab their stomach with delicious things, etc...Keithwood watched the story go by as he turned his anxious gaze to Meer, who looked confident."What does that mean..., eh? Mr. Meer."Rafina is also tilting her neck with a puzzled face.Right in front of him, Meer just nods confidently and shows off."Could you leave this place to me...? The key to victory is in a fantastic mushroom pan! - If you grab his stomach, you can make him listen!Meer was remembering a book she had borrowed from Chloe the other day."Appetite is the most rooted desire for every human being, and therefore, if it holds it down, it is possible to rule its opponent"Meer was impressed by that sentence."This book says the truth about man! Moved and loaded with books, Meer was now evolving from a love brain to a gourmet brain!With such a full mea as a trump card, it is this time what I propose that is an excellent mushroom pan.- Santelli, the escort, must be a mushroom pot!Furthermore, the aim of Imperial Ji Gourmet Meer is a bunk structure.- If we hold a pot party at the Student Union on Holy Night Festival night after a prep exercise there......According to the Imperial Herald, Meer is out stealing the eyes of the princes who were asking for an escort.Meer thought about it.The result leads to one hypothesis."... something like I want to go outside..., something like that happened? Honestly, it wasn't a very confident theory. Meer knows herself. I can't believe I'm going out running at night alone, I don't think I'm going to do it. I was a careful and thoughtful person... and Meer thought I had eyes that could be seen calmly. Well, it hasn't even come off..."Assuming there was a merchant army coming by the lake and there were some of the rarest delicious treats in the world... I don't think I'm going..."It is...... I don't think I'm going. I don't think that would fool me at all.But... when I read Chloe's book, Meer found out.the truth of this world........................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................................"In front of the underlying desire of appetite, even those of strong will, like me, may be tempted..."For example, what if on the day before Holy Night's Festival, you had a hugely delicious treat, and that again, you were invited to eat it?What if that was very, very good? What if it's something tastier than that rabbit pan?Meer strokes her stomach softly. Now, my stomach is full.But what if, at that time, you were very hungry?If I had survived a rough storm, if I could get away with being attacked by a burglar or a wolf..., wouldn't I go outside thinking about that sweet thing...?"I'm never a foodie... but I'm not sure about that. Anyway, it's a problem that involves people's roots. I'm sure a lot of people will get colored, not just me... Assuming you poke at it, the snake still won't insult you! So what is the solution in that case?Meer thinks. As a result of the thought......,"If I had gone out of St. Noel's myself... wouldn't it have been better to do something fun in school than to go out? Have something tastier inside the school than going out..."And Meer comes to the conclusion."After all, there's no other way than to throw a mushroom pot party at a student council! Here, the Meer Presents mushroom pot project started quietly.
