"Today is a nice sunny day.

Looking up at the dazzling sun above my head, I sighed.

Although it is winter in the prairie, the weather is still cold and it seems like it will snow at any time. However, because of tomorrow, many civilians subconsciously wear one or two less clothes, and the bright white sunlight falls on their clothes.

, warms the body, making the cold wind blowing in the face much gentler, as if it is cool and clear in autumn.

This warm breath gradually brought about a sense of sleepiness, as if the fatigue of the whole winter broke out on this day. From about three o'clock in the morning, everyone began to yawn continuously. On their faces, in their eyes, and in their movements,

A sense of laziness gradually emerged.

Look, even our hard-working, kind, beautiful and honest little housewife Vilas, just like Obasan, secretly yawned. If you look closely at those dark and shining eyes, you will notice that they are narrower than usual.

For a minute, it looks like a puppy wagging its tail, twitching its ears, feeling sleepy but trying to cheer up.

"Sir...sir, don't stare at people all the time..."

Probably because her eyes lingered on Vilas for too long, she became shy, shyly avoiding her gaze, and her helpless look made people feel more bullied, until her pretty face revealed the most touching beauty in the world.

A hint of meekness and shyness.

It's just... I'm also lazy now. Damn it, the sun shining on my body is so comfortable. It's like being touched by a warm little hand all over my body. I'm gradually being tamed by this warmth. I can't afford to get pregnant at all.

The power of resistance.

"Little Lulu, come here and let me hug you husband."

Because I was too lazy, I lay on the lazy chair. I just waved to Vilas feebly, hoping that my little singer would take the initiative to throw herself into my arms.

"What nonsense are you talking about, Wow~~Wow~~~~~"

A blush that eclipsed the bright sunshine quickly appeared on Vilas's face, and suddenly, she hurriedly let out a scream.

By the way, Willas held up her skirt and sat on the grass. From a distance, she looked like a pure and innocent flower blooming on the grass. Those dexterous little hands were sewing something to complete now.

The shape seems to be, well, it should be underwear, men's underwear.

Of course it is self-evident who it is for.

"Sir, look"

Veras looked at the semi-finished product in her hand, and suddenly, like an angry puppy, she stared at me cutely, and placed the underwear in her hand in front of her.

"The bear's ears are crooked. It's all the adults' fault. Just wear these bear underwear with crooked ears and repent."

"No... Vilas, you have already made something wrong before this..."

When I saw a cute little bear's head on the back of my underwear, I burst into tears. I couldn't bear to look back at the past and wiped my nose with tears.

I, your husband, am an adult male in his late thirties, an uncle in the eyes of a lolita, a husband of three wives, an alliance elder, a mainland twin, a false savior, a quasi-tragedy emperor, and a singing god who will save the universe in the future.

, a mysterious man who claims his seventh sense is like a god.

Could it be that so many awesome names can’t stop you from embroidering animal patterns on my underwear?

Because of this, every summer, when I go swimming in the river with Lal and the others to cool down, I can only hide in the bushes with tears and take off my underwear before I dare to come out under the strange looks of everyone. Do you really

I can’t understand how bitter and painful my husband is in my heart?

"Wei...Vilas..."

I looked at Willas with tears in my eyes, today is today, today is the day, I must let her understand that the age limit for animal underwear is under twelve years old, not thirty-two years old.

"Sir... don't like it?"

Vilas seemed to have noticed something, and she grabbed the half-finished underwear in her hand blankly. It was kneaded into a ball because of too much force. The sadness that appeared on her pretty face was enough to make the self-blaming side of me shout loudly.

Wu Fan was a roadie while running around Harrogas naked.

However, it is related to my dignity as a man for the rest of my life - if I continue to remain silent, even if one day I have gray hair and a cane, I will still be a perverted old man wearing animal underwear.

So, under the pitiful gaze of Veras, feeling the pain of cutting my flesh and heart, I nodded with difficulty, and then I collapsed in exhaustion, as if I had given up something and gained something again.

"Okay, I know."

Holding tightly the underwear in her hands that contained a lot of heart, Vilas lowered her head with a sad expression, like a puppy wandering on the street in a storm.

"It turns out that adults don't like this kind of thing, so...it's no wonder, like this kind of thing...like this kind of thing..."

"Vilas..."

Seeing Vilas's sad look, my heart felt like it was soaked in sulfuric acid. I was in so much pain that I only waited for the next second to grab the underwear from Vilas' hands, put it on my head, and then rush to the adventure.

He stood in the square at the center of the park, stepped on the fountain in the center, and made a dynamic superhuman gesture, announcing loudly to the world.

"I, Wu Fan, like animal underwear the most."

Goodbye, my great dream of "owning at least a pair of briefs embroidered with the domineering Godzilla instead of bears, puppies, kittens, etc." Goodbye, my integrity.

Then, the next moment, Vilas raised her head, gently covered one side of her face with her little hand, tilted her head, and showed a gentle and touching smile.

"Although it is your fault, underwear with crooked ears cannot be worn by adults."

"..."

I rushed into the air and was about to grab the underwear from Vilas' hands and put it on my head with a desperate attitude. Suddenly I lost my inertia and fell to the ground.

"But it doesn't matter, sir. Look, as long as you replace the bear pattern with an elephant pattern, you can perfectly cover up the crooked embroidery... Hey~~ Hey hey hey sir, what's wrong with you?"

…

After all this fuss, I was completely sleepless.

Just do something.

I didn't have the courage to look at the underwear in Willas's hand, so I started to think about it.

First of all, I want to explain why today is so leisurely. It is definitely not because the world has been destroyed. The protagonist's family has escaped to a different dimension. With the husband's bold words like "Let's work hard to create a new race," they have never lived a better life.

Day and night, a life of shameless and impetuous sex is strange and fascinating... no, it is a setting that is despised.

To put it simply, it has been a few days since Carlos passed the realm of pseudo-world power. Now, the new area of ​​​​the camp is almost completely completed, with only a few workers left to clean up the final work, and the remote transmission station

The opening will start from tomorrow.

In other words, today is like the gap between the two red buttocks of a monkey, a moment of respite when being sucked in or pulled out.

As for why I suddenly used such a clumsy and convoluted metaphor, I can only say that it is a miracle of wisdom.

Also, I was quite dissatisfied with Carlos’s unauthorized naming of the new realm I created. I wanted to protest loudly at that time, but I just muttered [No life limit, no shit throwing machine, careful underpants Shinpachi’s the day before yesterday.

Life Balmonk...] After that, he received an inexplicable blow to the back of his head and passed out. When he woke up, the name of the power of the pseudo-world was a foregone conclusion.

Suspicious, very suspicious, you bastard, who exactly attacked me? Why did even Sister Sharna keep her words vague, disregarding the safety of my younger brother, and shielding the criminal?

Forget it, why are you still thinking about these irreversible things now? The most important thing now is not to escape from reality and try not to think about tomorrow's things.

Sighing, I started to take out the equipment one by one from the inventory. Gradually, the golden light began to spread on the ground, facing the bright sun in the sky, dyeing the surrounding scenery into one piece.

It is magnificent and magnificent, as if you are in a golden world.

It's time to take advantage of your free time and take care of your inventory.

In the past few months, during the mission of recovering crystal shards, I killed many elites and mini-boss-level monsters in the second world, as well as third-world monsters attracted by the crystal shards.

Finally, there are those monsters that mutate due to the power of crystal shards, but I really don’t want to mention these bastards. Their strength has been improved, but their explosion rate has not changed. I almost didn’t get any good things from these mutated monsters.

Among them, the things obtained from the Hell Knight, the reborn demon Selson, and the third world elite undead skinner encountered in the skinning cellar were the most generous.

Months of continuous killing have resulted in an entire inventory of blue and gold equipment being piled up. It's okay now, I just picked out the gold equipment, but later those piles of blue equipment will be even more of a headache.

Willas put down the needle and thread in her hand and came up curiously to look at the golden equipment.

"Sort it up, pick out the equipment you don't need, and sell it on God's birthday. Just treat it as a fundraiser."

I clapped my palms, wiped the slight sweat from my forehead, and said.

"Let me help too." Vilas hummed a pleasant unknown tune, looking very happy.

"What's wrong, let's see how happy you are."

Inexplicably, I stretched out my hand and picked out the small jewelry on her chest.

"Because..." Veras, whose pretty face blushed slightly because of my special move, replied with a smile.

"So every time you sell something, it becomes very strange. I'm a bit looking forward to how you will sell it on this God's birthday..."

"..."

I...I? Strange...strange? Is there such a thing? I am a mysterious black-clothed businessman in a serious super hidden store.

I can't understand it, I can't understand it at all.

First, let’s pick out a few of the most valuable pieces of equipment.

When I thought about it, my eyes were immediately attracted by the strange green light emitting from the golden pile and the huge equipment.

One of the seven hero suits, the armor part in the Paladin Griswold's Creative Suit - Griswold's Heart

I remember that this green suit exploded from the body of the elite undead skinner in the skinning cellar. The golden dawn sword of Huang Duanzi's maid is still clearly engraved in my heart. That sword killed the undead skinner instantly.

The author's style is really... embarrassing.

Recalling that battle, the corners of my mouth twitched slightly. This was the first time I saw an adventurer who killed the undead skinner with a single sword in close combat. I really don’t know whether to praise that idiot maid for being so powerful or just being stupid.
To be continued...