I don't know when a group of people claiming to be tools appeared on the mainland.
"Although plain water also tastes good, my throat longs for the moisture of fine wine."
The bad nun looked pitifully at their team leader, the most trustworthy phoenix.
"No, neither you nor dad can drink it within this week."
"Woo..."
"Red hair..."
The assassin, whose bangs covered his left eye, gritted his teeth and raised the dagger. The red-haired man ran away when he saw something was wrong. The first mate on the side was watching the show without the love of his companions.
"It's really an interesting competition. I hope you can bring me more fun next time you challenge me."
The white-haired Snow Princess performed a standard aristocratic ceremony, and her spotless figure formed a sharp contrast with the Beast Pirates behind her.
"Although there will be no next time for you."
The blond gentleman wearing a top hat gracefully picked up the white ceramic teacup in front of him and smiled at the person across the table.
"It's also a nice day today. My dear Lingling, do you want another cup of black tea?"
A battle nun with a strange tongue, an assassin who succeeds in infiltrating even if he kills everyone, a pure white princess who seems stable but actually loves to cause trouble, and an elegant and polite black-hearted pseudo-gentleman.
It is a group portrait article and will be divided into multiple stories.
Concept: As a weapon, it also has a mind and a heart