108 Embark on a trip to the sea (2/2)
It is only fear that a man with an old face approaches from below with a vile expression. It was good not me.
While the bastard and the bastard were chasing behind me, the rumba in front of me was not a rope but somehow hugging the mast and climbing dexterously.
Are you a gorilla?
You can hear a loud noise from behind while you are making such a rush.
”Yes touch! Malt, you're a demon!”
”Huh !? I don't want to touch it! I don't lie!”
”I touched it. This finger touched your shoelace.”
”Lies! I'll lie as much as you like.
What is it? Dozens of such exchanges at elementary school. I feel like I did it hundreds of times.
”Yes, I understand.
”Now it's none!”
”That's not the rule. Malts that stop are bad.”
: From my experience, the action that can take place after this is a fight from returning touches.
”I'm sorry Irvine, touch. You're a demon again.”
”Hey, wait a minute! No touch return?”
”No such rule, Barka”
Malt tells Irvine, stunned, and jumps out of the yard.
If you jump down, you can't reach it. Touch cannot be returned.
So that's it. I think malt.
”Ah! Puppy! Poop! That next touches it and pushes it down to the sea!”
It's a demon.
I didn't like seeing Irvine groaning with regret, or something like that.
“…………”
”... Okay, next time I'm Alfleet!”
Irvine decides to do so and jumps out of the yard and comes under me.
”Hahaha! Wait!”
Irvine runs up the shroud with a ferocious smile.
Wow, fast! It's fast, but ... somewhat uncomfortable. It is climbing with a spider-like movement.
”Irvine's use of the body is awkward! Don't come here!”
I feel strange pressure as the spider is crawling from below. And Irvine's face itself is more afraid, probably because it's an old face.
”... that's like a spider”
”Sometimes you're uphill, but you're fast.”
”You don't feel like it!
Irvine shouts in response to the voices of Rumba and Malt.
The word “quick” is a word that is easy to get hurt even if you understand it as a joke.
”Don't use the word” Kimo ”lightly!”
Irvine was satisfied with saying that, and began to run straight up.
”It's strangely noisy a while ago. What's going on with them? How about climbing Irvine?
At that time, Aleucia, who had just arrived from the cabin, immediately stated that he was a kid.
It is a very emotional voice unique to women. It is a language that seems to be pleased if you have a special propensity.
”Did you say that it's different again?”
”What's wrong? What's wrong with saying something uncomfortable?”
”So I'm free to say that your breasts are small, right?”
”What is it !? It's a different story from this!”
… Is it different? Women are a mystery. Surely it will be different about another belly.
”Hmmm, let's leave that cute. This one gets tired.”
”I can hear you! Remember later!”
Aleutian returned to the cabin, and Irvine sighed like he could.
You don't know what will happen later?
”Well, let's just touch Alfleet and replace the demon. I'm tired of chasing.”
When he muttered, Irvine started acting again.
Hands and feet wriggle like different creatures.
If you can express that figure in a single word ...
”disgusting!”
”I can't forgive you!
Irvine, who was told by everyone who was watching, was finally sharp.
Irvine rushes up with an expression of anger. Because it's a bad thing!
”Hi!”
”it's useless!”
I'm scared of Irvine's feelings.
It's a rope that is tight. It will be difficult to climb if it shakes greatly.
It looks like a spider thread with a shroud, probably due to the spider moving Irvine.
This is his area. If I climb the shroud as it is, I will be surely killed.
With that conviction, I stopped running up the shroud and moved on to the yard.
”Fuhaha! I fled to the yard !? I can't jump off the height of my child Alfleet.
Irvine is not really mature.
Surely the yard that you have the most is quite high. It would be very dangerous for a seven-year-old child to jump off of this.
This guy, in anticipation of that, targeted me.
”If you don't want to be injured, don't be afraid. I'm hurt to say you're hurt.
Isn't that dangerous enough?
I don't really know what I can do when I get close to him. Do you use this as a shield to escape into the air ...?
As I was thinking about that on the yard, I realized that a rope was hanging in front of me.
When I traced the rope with my gaze, I knew it was a pulley that was firmly fixed to the mast.
Maybe this is a rope that can do something Tarzan.
”Hey, wait, I'll go over there now.”
Irvine moved from the shroud to the yard.
I have no choice but to do it.
I moved to the hanging rope, grabbed the rope tightly and jumped off.
”Nannu !?”
My body caught on the rope floats in the air.
And when my weight hangs on the rope, the sound of the rope coming down with its weight is surreal.
”Oh! Oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh oh!”
Raise Tarzan's shout and cut through the air with his whole body.
The sensation of breaking through the wind with the whole body, the moderate thrill of throwing the body into the air, and the act of raising the fire are very fun.
My vision shifts diagonally downward in an instant. And when I got down to a reasonable height, I released the rope and landed.
I'm decided.
”” Ooooooooooooo! What's that! It looks fun! ”
Malt and Rumba screaming at my Tarzan rope.
That feeling. It's going to be a habit.
”Okay, we'll do it too!”
”Oh, but Rumba! There's no pulley rope here!”
”What? ! Is there only one in the middle !? There is no help for it, if Irvine climbs up here, everyone jumps down and in the middle ...”
”I need to wind up the rope, so Irvine catches up.”
”Then stop playing the tag. Now let's play with the guy jumping off the rope.”
”Now !?”
Child-like play always fluctuates.