399 397 Long time queue (2/2)

(then, I cocontouche)

”Oh, long time no see?

(Mmm!)

Apparently, he surprisingly liked the ancient and now eastern and western, which he also did while waiting for Urmut's queue. Well, we have plenty of time, and we'll hang out with Fran until he gets tired of it.

That's how two hours went by. Our order is still quite a bit ahead of us.

I'm already tired of Ancient Now East and West, and now I'm in the middle of doing Ursi and Riversi. Fran keeps the Ursi stone.

This was purchased from a merchant who was selling board games to a queued human. Clever human truth, you're a good business.

Because, before Riversi, Fran and Ursi played the ○ × game, but they got used to each other and seemed to get tired of it when they drew about 100 fights.

While I was waiting, I wasn't just playing in the game. I ate tea, snacks, and even got along with public speaking with the merchants back and forth.

In front of us was Mr. Lev (31), who trades dried fruit. We got along by buying dried grapes and apple chips instead of dogs.

It was Mr. Menan (41), who was lined up behind him to trade incense trees. Unlike Mr. Lev on foot, he has a carriage. It's a small carriage without a front, and it's Roba who's pulling it off.

I bought some incense wood to make smoked meat and other things so I started talking about this one. Now he peeks back into Fran and Ursi's reversi, but to the extent that he makes his mouth shut, he gets along.

”No, no, not at all, my lady. Not there. Right this way.”

”But then they'll take this place.”

”I dare you. Let me take it there, this way next.”

”I see.”

The sidekick on which Mr Lev and Fran are consulting like that, Mr Menan speaks to Ursi.

”It's Ursi. Right here.”

”On?”

”They do take horns. But if the plate goes this far, even if they take the corner, they can escape.”

”Oon......”

Uncle who talks to the wolf about where to place the Reversi stone seriously. Chaotic diagram. However, it seems that there is no discomfort in Mr. Menan because it is not uncommon for some species of warcraft to have human intelligence. I'm seriously talking to Ursi.

”... oh”

”Again...”

There were those people walking oddly slowly past beside those francs. They don't do anything in particular, they just come and go unnaturally looking at Fran. You don't think they noticed that?

Almost all of its unnatural passers-by were beastmen. Apparently, information was learned that Princess Black Thunder was lining up among the beasts in line.

I'm using evolutionary cover-up skills now, so even the Beast Man shouldn't know Fran is evolving... Apparently, rumors have been whispered together that Princess Black Thunder can hide what is evolving from her by making a grand appearance of evolution at Ulmut's militant tournament.

So it seemed that Fran, a Black Cat girl with a wolf's submissive, found out that she was a rumored Black Thunder princess. Maybe he was also a person who saw Fran directly in Urmut. The beasts who came to see Chira seemed convinced that Fran was Princess Black Thunder. I don't feel malicious, or only respectful. There's even the worshipper.

'Doesn't that bother you?

(What?

He became accustomed to the gaze of this hand because of his scattered attention in the Land of the Beasts. Fran doesn't seem to care at all. Then you leave it alone for now. It's not like I can talk to him directly, so I just have to leave him alone.