Atelier Tanaka

My ex was my ex-boyfriend.

Happiness was overshadowed from the ground up, making it impossible for virgins to use the word ex-girlfriend in a drinking party. The absolute rule of gender difference easily severed people-to-people relations, where only two sad sticks remained.

The place that still stands itself is the clerk's office of the mayor's house, with Gong standing beside him and his ex-boyfriend in front. There is also a gaze that can be directed from other faces. A series of exciting remarks seems to attract your attention even more.

The situation continues.

"Oh yeah, I'll tell him in advance, but I don't care that way, so give me a break, okay? I'm just saying, that's all. I'm just gonna tell you how many people in the clan are here."

A skinhead who lets you speak frankly, he doesn't lead hundreds and hundreds of people to Dada. Beyond sex, you have great values. Besides, I remember hearing about the information you gave me before. I'm sure Gong himself is a concerned topic.

"But what? He's a really big guy to dye that bouncing Arsh all the way to his color in a matter of days. Once again, I respect you, Mr. Tanaka. Thanks to you, I had a lot of fun, too."

But it's safe.

Critically safe.

If I recall, yesterday, the soy sauce face just played on the airship.

This is my brother's vendetta for JC rehearsal DC, and nothing else.

At this moment right now, I want to compliment myself for yesterday.

"Please don't get me wrong, Mr. Gonzalez"

"Mistake? What the hell is that?

"I am a family vendetta to him and nothing else. Fortunately, Mr. Locke was safe, but nothing has changed his past deeds. It's unacceptable that old, short middle-aged people like myself should block the future of the promising Aufsteiner family."

The difference in age, which is usually just hateful, is extremely reliable at this moment.

I'm sure it's close to two turns and away.

I accidentally barked my shota dick when I thought of it as something like that.

"O, Osama!

"What is it?

Now you're going to tell me what.

My chest is pounding from nervousness.

"... that's, uh... maybe, what"

"Maybe, what is it?

"Wasn't it for me that Osama approached me, you know, not to use it? I may be complacent, but Osama, who taught me so much in the room, was so sweet. None of this is worth using to me in the first place..."

That's because you were a girl when we first met.

Because he was equipped with Omanco.

And stop the rhetoric that is going to make a fierce mistake.

"So in my brother's case, I say provocative things, and at the end of the day, I'm a hater..."

I'm not that clever.

"So, I think Osama would rather like that!

…………

Strong pull, but good. I can feel this.

Though careless to arrive because our people were alive, the Hook bastard is dead once and I thank him from the bottom of my heart. I want to compliment myself on the past for salvaging pendants in the field. There is no such thing as low LUC.

I can't believe this is the first time it's a men's hole, because I don't like that.

I will spare as many hate characters as I can.

"What's Arsh talking about?

The compassionate heart that the Aufsteiner family humans show their families is a big deal. Even Gong was eating up early. It is an inlet meal. Then I'll use it to correct the coincidence of a thousand encounters, I'm sorry, but I've gone mad.

"She was just a little bit unwell at school,"

"Hmm? Really? I've heard you've been active for a long time."

"Look directly into her own mouth for more information."

"Well, so is that. Okay."

No man.

You can't have a man.

If you want to serve, be a brother-in-law with Hook's bastard.

"But it seems like you've been putting in a lot of it..."

"If you're referring to your brother's outfit, it looks like he looked more like this than he did before when I visited the school city. This is my wild guess, but I thought maybe you were afraid of Solemn Qing."

Every now and then, in the hallway of the school, the words I heard accidentally crossed my back of my brain.

Yes, in retrospect, the correct answer was given from the beginning.

This is why we met on the street and were initially avoided. Looking back at the scenes from the past, you've seen Estelle and escaped. I guess that felt like a crisis to the aristocratic Lolivitch with all his might.

Now finally, it all connected over a single line.

"Oh, you know what?"

Gong is satisfied with a series of clarifications.

All right, you got away with it.

What a sweet little thing to think about.

"Oh, still, I love you! I love you about Osama! I love it! If it's for Osama, why can't I? I've always lived with Osama! Kids, you know, I'll do my best!

Shota dick barking abruptly.

I think there are a lot of things that you can't do even if you try.

"I'm very happy with that thought."

"O, O, O, Osama's dick, shaved! That was awesome!

"No, um... it's..."

Seriously.

This is definitely Pee's influence.

Today is the first time I have ever felt so strongly aware of the word "adverse effects".

"I'll do my best! Absolutely, absolutely! I'll drink!"

Never try.

Don't drink.

"Remember. I was just a fool watching you get hurt, wasn't I?

A few days ago, Pea's rampage came alive, for better or worse.

I've only recently deposited it with the benefit of healing magic, and there's something about tolerance for damage to the spindle flesh. In retrospect, the scene where the shota dick had his ankle amputated, if normal, he should have popped up instantly. It's a huge injury.

Even now, I don't wonder if I was watching it without doing anything when I put up a big name for how much I think the other person will grow. I didn't expect the disadvantages of restorative magic to come out in this way. My senses are getting a little distorted.

It's just the best thing about this moment right now.

"You in the school city have protected me from Mr. Peacock's demons. Knowing the fact that our diet is mixed with poison, you have no regard for your position, and you have been courageously challenged by your immediate opponent."

…………

"I looked down on your struggle from the shadows. Lost his right leg, lost his left leg even more, broke himself. Still, I watched you desperately eating your teeth for fools like me, not just doing anything."

"You don't care about that at all! Besides, Osama saved me in the end! The moment you thought you couldn't do it anymore, you rushed me. You stood up and helped me!

"It was a very slow rescue."

"No, no! That's absolutely not true!

"No, it must be"

"It's proof you've been watching over me to come out at that time! You were watching me get back on my feet, weren't you?!? You're harder than usual to stop! I was so happy! That night I masturbated in Osama!

I'm sorry, I didn't want to know that.

But honestly, I can't say I don't like faggots. Homosexuality is an extremely long-standing sexuality and is universal beyond the hedges of young and old at all times. Denying this is tantamount to turning hundreds of thousands of mankind into enemies at the same time. It's more powerful than a bad religious group.

Naturally, the sentiment from Gong won't be good either. Aside from our hobbies, he also has a lot to do with sex. If you tour the emotions in your body and deny the behavior in general because of gender differences, will it not come in the way of future relationships at all?

And myself. Also, lesbians are welcome.

Therefore, when this happens, there is limited room left.

Refrain the dialogue that shook off the lollivitch you tried.

"But I'm sorry. I've already made up my mind."

"Huh!?

You can't just give this away, think biologically.

No manko, no life.

"You didn't lose it as one. Please, from now on, have a peaceful day with your beloved brother. I am very fond of your positive efforts in doing so."

I try to improve the credibility of words and deeds by mixing only a little authenticity.

Hook bastard turns a blind eye ahead.

Something annoys me, and I'll magically heal you later and fix your arm hook.

Hook arms and stuff. Looks good in plain clothes.

"You will now be able to stand on your own feet and walk everywhere. It's just a little bit of a lonely fact, but there's no other reason why a guy like me should stand beside you, Mr. Ashley Aufsteiner."

"Huh? Oh, no! No, you're not. Stay with your brother!

Shota dick starting to panic a lot about what you got wrong.

"Wow, it's Osama's I want to be one, and my brother has absolutely nothing to do with it! First of all, you're sick of guys and stuff! Isn't that weird?!? I don't know, it's nobody's fault!?

Why shabu-shabu is a premise?

"I'm a man too."

"Other than Osama!

…………

Once you peek at the hook bastard now, you take exactly one step backwards in silence.

Step aside there, Brother.

You were hugging me earlier.

"I was glad you welcomed my tongue then..."

Wait a minute.

What are you doing? Cumming out the situation at the time?

I did get tuned at the tip of my tongue, so I opened my lips and stuff, but I don't think that's something I can do. 'Cause first kiss. For the first time in over thirty paths, that wouldn't surprise me if anything happened anymore.

"You don't seem to be looking calmly at yourself right now. You should pursue your own well-being in the right way, not in this distorted way. That's what I want from the Aufsteiners."

Shit, my armpits are getting wet.

"That's why I'm telling you!? Being one with Osama is my best happiness. And I can't believe if I can support Osama out of the shadows, maybe he'll continue to work. Oh, well, that's my best wish!

I can't.

That's as impossible a statement as anal sex without E. coli intervening.

"Where do you think I have all that charm? In this filthy middle age."

"It's all there! Everything! Anything Osama puts out can be spoken of!

…………

Shit.

It's a love condition that makes every Estelle look . Will the Sacubus attribute play out exactly in the mainland now? Plus, this time through a used bitch for sausage specs. There is no metric to welcome this to the boulder.

But well, come here. Just a second Sacubus.

There's something about Estelle, and in the past, something definitely happened in the Penny Empire. How natural and delusional it is that a child born even in modern times rarely returns to its ancestors as a result of the eclectic sacubus that has been distracted by the fortunes of men, which has paced against the nobles of the time.

In retrospect, the demonic aristocrats were also leaking a little. Something about the Fitzclarence family having an occasional child with a lot of magic. If that's what Sacubas comes from, isn't that exactly Dompisha?

It's just not the past that counts, now.

We have to get around the shota dick end somehow.

I fully understand that I am not in a position to speak of luxury. I also know that I am not in a position to choose. More importantly, the person standing in front of you has an unlimited appearance close to the woman. Or much cuter than a bad girl.

But I really don't like the same last name.

The first thing this body craves is the same now and ever.

I can't just give in there.

I like beautiful girls with membranes.

"Well, keep Arsh that far too. Tanaka's husband is in trouble, too, isn't he? I don't know how you feel about letting them in. But these things don't make them feel unscathed, do they?

"So..."

"If you still don't put up with it, you're going to work hard."

Apparently, he organized this one. The hand of salvation reached out from his brother's portion. Even my real brother tells me that the boulder shota dick also shows some calm. It would be his kind of stand-up around never denying everything and entrusting it to the future.

"Tanaka's husband didn't even let him in, did he?

But, Gon, that's too vivid.

Or if you look at Sophia, you're looking at me with such an excited look. No way, there's something like that. If I had been forced on the bed without knowing, I would have licked it easily if it was about nipples.

"Excuse me, but I have no heterosexual experience..."

Oh, shit.

My mouth slipped because of the extreme condition.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

"Yeah, yeah, right. I'm sorry."

"Damn, don't be a lousy liar where you don't give a shit."

"Yeah, totally. Unless you're sorry."

Danger, danger.

When I confessed my virginity from the booze momentum at a company drinking party, I was about to lose my virginity.

It sucked then. Something that completely solidifies the air in the field. After that, social life sucked, too. Something where the talk at work was a completely different world. Even my boss, who was a tattered mouth to everyone, became a salute. I didn't think life would work with the number of uses of otin.

Naturally, I changed my job. My annual income just went up a little bit.

"There is no physical relationship. You may check with the person."

"Whoa, that's it for the story. And Arsh, okay?

"Ugh..."

Chirali, Shota's gaze is headed this way.

It's so moist.

It's bad in nature because it feels like I saw it and it's a totally in love maiden's eye.

I can't believe it's a man.

However, where Gong stared at me, his words were lost after that.

No, good. Really good.

In the unlikely event that he had let him shave without checking how he was down there, he would have been in a situation where he couldn't even see. With or without saying it, he was shaved and feathered into a shota dick hell. The only thing like that is already hungry is the mating of Pea and Professor skunk.

I'm in the mood to revisit it with Dr. Editor's punch.

It's also a good idea to try Gogol's lower body, before Shadow, which I haven't seen yet.

"Then Gonzalez, hi, just listen to one thing!

"Oh, what?

"I'll stay here!

"What are we going to do with school?

"I've filed for suspension. I originally enrolled in flying class, and advanced about two years earlier than the rest of them, so I don't have a problem with being away for a year or two! More importantly, it's better to be next to Osama than to learn there!

"Ah? Suspension papers? How could you do that to show your face..."

Shit, speaking of procedures, I think we talked. I was going to send it to the school city like this and settle for one thing, but I totally lost track of it. Besides, it's hard when the shota dick tells me.

I'm in the mood for a scumbag to proclaim to her that she's pregnant at this moment.

I don't have half the self-loathing.

You can't tell a boulder to go back to school.

At least we have to guarantee food, clothing and physical safety.

"I don't care what!? Okay!?

"I tell you, unlike me and Rock, who left home before your house was demolished, you're still a Aufsteiner family person. I guess you understand that there's a lot of danger involved, don't you? Let me tell you something, Penny, the Imperial nobles are not gonna forgive you, are they?

"And naturally!

"I don't mind if you're convinced. If you're a man, protect yourself."

"Naturally! I, too, am going to be stronger! Someday I'll be able to protect Osama..."

I wanted you to tell me you wanted to be a woman, even if it was a lie.

"That said, I'm not the one giving permission where this city is concerned."

Squeeze and Gong's gaze goes this way.

I'm fine. I know.

"If Mr. Gonzalez means an identity underwriter, I will not deny this. As long as you're in this city, I promise you I will never tolerate unreasonable violence against you as a lord."

For once, I'll ask the Lorigon to do it later.

If you're under the protection of that mightiest dragon, that's about as good as the Demon King.

"Because. Good for you, huh?

"Huh..."

The cheeks of the shota dick turn red.

That's what stops it.

I'm having trouble reacting.

◇ ◆ ◇

This is the one thing that settles around the school city.

On the same day we decided to take an inn in Dragon City after postponing our departure for the capital, Calis, for just one day. Even so, there was no rushing job, and the need to send the shota dick to the school city was lost, so it was an arithmetic to just slow down a little bit.

He's the JC who's become my ex-boyfriend for some reason, but I never hate him as a person. If you remember the beginning when you met him, though he was a busty shota dick, the way he is is respectable after one incident with Pea.

I hope you can fully heal your long journey fatigue in the Dragon City bath.

Speaking of the other self, forget to soak up the bath and go to the futon with the right meal. Even if flesh is the healing magic that can be managed, spiritual performances are difficult. Trying to get to bed early to soothe the exhaustion of the past few days. Exactly now.

And when I meditated on my eyes, the door to the room was knocked.

Concon conn, the dry sound echoes into a quiet indoor.

"Yes, I'll be right there"

I wonder who.

Could it be a shota dick?

Even though it's the best you can do to pick it up.

"Here you go..."

Drop the lock and open the door.

Then it was the totally unexpected opponent standing there.

"Mr. Sophia, what have you done at a time like this?

There's a maid out there.

Soon after I got it in the school dorm in the capital, Calis, I became her everyday maid of honor clothes. Wearing this and quietly nestling in the hallway is adorable and dainty, I would extremely like to bellow the light of the moon that plunges in through the windows to make the outline glow thinly in the rear light.

"Ta, I wanted to give you something Tanaka..."

"Do you want to give it to me?

What? I'm so curious about that.

If I ask Sophia again how she is, she will turn her hands behind her back and make her mojimoji something. I'm pretty sure he's got something on his hands. Could it be a love letter? Though I'm most pleased with that.

"Here, here, rinse"

He was offered several sheets of paper, as he had decided.

A letter?

Is it a letter?

Nice.

"... this one?

"Estelle, it was in your room."

"In her room?

I don't care what that is.

Can I bring it on my own? It is the work of Sophia and others who are extremely small. Violations of privacy, such as bringing things from the room while the landlord is away, are also rare. Besides, I give it to my soy sauce face and other speech and sermons.

"Yes!"

"If so, please return me immediately to where I was"

"Please, please, look through!

"No, you can't. It's a courtesy thing to be close to."

"Still, look at that!

…………

Sometimes it's unusual.

I can't believe Sophia's so desperate to get this far. Instead, the more you ask how it is, the more the fabric of the garment completely changes color, such as armpits, and spreads all the way around the chest. No need to be aware of it. Smells like girls all over the nostrils.

What stirs her up so far?

I just wondered, whenever the academia folded, her work reminded me that she fought so hard for this flat yellow. As far as I can see from the mouth of others, I see because everyone praises them with their mouths together.

Maybe she's moving for someone other than herself right now. She's here, right? People who tease for themselves, but are strangely bold for others. Shit. I knew I loved Sophia.

"... ok. I'll take a look."

"Oh, thank you!

I get a bunch of paper from Sophia.

At times, the fingertips of each other are just a little bit, a little contact and enrichment. It reminds me of the type of clerk who holds my hand when they give me a change in a convenience store. I usually fall in love with that guy when he's a girl. My heart moves.

…………

Look at the paper in light of the lights leaking from the side of the living room.

Then there would have been Estelle writing it down before she lost her memory, a stretch of desire to be naked. Somehow I assumed, but when I actually see it this way, guilt precedes pleasure.

…………

…………

The maid stares silently at the soy sauce face licking the paper.

Pelari, pelari, carefully roll each piece. She must have corrected what was originally round, though it was a discretionary imagination that wrinkles were running there. Would that be a rich possibility for a bottom-up manuscript?

Slightly, perlali the last one.

"... Um, ta, Tanaka."

"I've told you enough about Mr. Sophia's complaint"

"Well, then, ahem! Estelle..."

"I apologize for the delay in telling Mr. Sophia. Now Mr. Estelle is different from her who embarrassed this notebook. It's very sad, but I've lost my memory."

"... Huh? Ki, memory, is it?

"Yes, I'll skip the subtleties, but she doesn't have any memory of me or you right now. However, I suppose you know its existence from the contents of your own written notes purely as knowledge. It was against that background that I reached out to the tea you made today without hesitation."

"That's it..."

I didn't tell Sophia, if I recall.

I guess I've spent until today not knowing how this is going.

"That's why we can't even try to be real happy for her. It's about becoming one with Mr. Allen and setting up the Fitzclarence family. My existence is a thing of the past, something that never existed."

"Huh..."

It said about five or six.

Estelle, they were anal bitches.

At least at the time of writing the diary, he was surprisingly membrane-bearing. Well, sure, that's great. With handsome men like Allen in front, the mental strength that kept the membrane is commendable.

It's about that guy's good lollivitch, I guess he cares about Allen's life. In the unlikely event that Mr. Richard finds out that he has no membrane, if the other person turns out, how much he has worked on, his handsome progression and retreat are dark ahead.

I mean, based on past history, it is the death penalty in ten to eighty-nine.

Record, Fitzclarence family.

I guess Zophy herself endured a rectal fuck as she watched with her fingers added, beside her vagina being zuccoed as she seemed comfortable. Thinking about it, I don't feel a little cute, but no, you can't. Don't be fooled.

Real is something more vivid and ruthless than I fantasize about.

You're a virgin. Be cool.

There are several holes in the flesh, but only one in the heart.

At the time this is buried, no matter how the membrane remains, the fact is of no value. I cannot satisfy my virgin nostalgic. It's called youth, but collecting non-performing loans won't come true.

Omanco has been the final edition since birth.

"Thank you. One more thing I could understand, Mr. Estelle."

"Ah, uh, Mr. Tanaka, then take Estelle..."

"Mr. Sophia. If you are, you will be able to cultivate friendship with her just like before. This is all the more proof that you visited me and gave her notes until you went against her will."

"Huh..."

Even now, Sophia is cute that makes you look pale with Saa.

"Thank you. Very, very helpful."

"Huh? Um, that's..."

"It's too late for today, so let's keep it this way"

"Ah..."

Unfortunately, close the door, Batan.

Sophia, say goodbye properly.

Waiting for a while, slightly cuttlefish and the distant sound of footsteps echo in the hallway until indoors. Where this is completely deafening, for once now, my own steps head under the bed. Maybe this is the right choice.

Lolivich's embarrassing diary was torn on the way to the trash.

If a stranger reads something like this from me, he'll certainly be anxious.

◇ ◆ ◇

The next day, I was summoned to Gong's room first thing in the morning.

Wow. I thought the backlash of a shota dick with your brother on my side would start, and I turned my mind tight at least, and there were other hook bastards waiting for me in the area besides Scarmaccio. Well, just when you were prompted to sit down, I'd settle back on the couch and face you both back.

"... make him one of us, is it?

"Oh."

"But I'm dropping his ship..."

Says he wants me to welcome the Hook bastard as a buddy and do it.

No matter how the air thief specs, one airship would never be a cheap purchase. Just because there's something wrong with you, that's not a rare interview with the person who dropped it. I'm afraid you're up to something.

"That's what this guy himself said. Come in person for more information."

"Oh, hey, Gonzalez"

"Don't get me wrong, okay? I'm almost introduced."

"Huh..."

"Explain from there in your own words."

I guess a few crashes are traumatic. Shortly after Gong gave me a cold look, I looked lonely. Hook's bastard turns this way in some haste at the same time as his dependable brother pulls a step.

"It's true you feel sorry for what happened earlier."

"Nevertheless, I am a nobleman of the Fitzclarence faction, which has established its territory in the Penny Empire. It's nothing but a vendetta for you."

"I know. I am fully aware of that."

"So why?

I'm in the mood for a hiring interview.

"When I speak with a crack in my belly, there are people like me who admire me and follow me. I don't want to let those guys get lost in the open. Besides, Gonzalez is here with him."

"I see."

Is it more reassuring to say than to be told why you have no idea why you liked your company's style, or if you feel attached to your attitude toward the business? In his case, however, there is a lot of difficulty in birth.

"I'll do anything, I'll try, so please, it doesn't matter for a minute, why don't you just leave me and my people here? Please, you're right."

I'm bowing my head more honestly than I thought, Mr. Hook.

Nevertheless, it is difficult to respond instantly to boulders.

There are many others involved.

"It's hard to be honest."

"Huh..."

Maybe this isn't our first raid.

The S-rank adventurer from the Aufsteiner family was an empty thief. That would have already dropped the noble ships there. Isn't it a very risky story that the baron at the end of the scene surrounds this?

"I also have a duty to keep those who admire me safe"

"I promise I'll never get my hands on an empty thief again!

"That said..."

Well, what's the matter?

I just want to get a proper drop place in front of Gong.

"Let's do this, then"

"Hey, what?

"Rock Aufsteiner's airship crashed, and everyone, including the crew, died. You are just a rock from today on. You will never be allowed to name the Aufsteiner family again. The same goes for going out in public. What would you do if I said?

Will it be tough on boulders?

You seem like a patriarch who cares about your house for something. But even here, what I have just mentioned is the limit. In the unlikely event that rumors spread that Baron Tanaka was the mastermind of the Sky Thief, not only himself but also Mr. Richard's retreat is at stake.

"If we can drink this, we'll give up a step too"

"... is that all you need?

"You're going to get rid of everything you've been through, aren't you?

"You shouldn't have gone through such a big life. That's the price."

"I see."

Well, if that's all you need to say.

I know you're doing something reasonably bad, but in that hand story, I'm sure Mr. Richard will lead the way, and the other nobles will be a big deal. If you considered the scale, would the latter be more damaging?

More importantly, it's Gong's body.

"Okay. If that's all you have to say, we'll welcome you."

"... are you sure?

"The promise ahead is absolute, isn't it?

"Oh, oh! Naturally!"

The story came together easier than I thought.

The series of streams seemed unexpected for Gong, even though he was particularly scared of scary faces out of surprise, and he turns and visits us. The way the tattoo on the eye area moves according to the tension of the facial expressions is the best way out.

"What am I supposed to ask, was it really good? My husband."

"Mr. Gonzalez's house, that's a very big factor in me."

"When I can lift that far, I don't know, I'm sorry. Don't feel like it"

"Thank you for all your help."

He's got it. He's got it.

"Sorry, that was really helpful. I'll take good care of him responsibly. I can't believe you're bothering Tanaka's husband for showing so much manhood. I swear on Aufsteiner's name."

"Thank you. You can rest assured if you say so."

We just got each other's consent, good. Negotiations have been successfully completed.

But then you'd better give that back. After learning about the valuation amount, I feel a little spared, but I think it would be better not to spare a moment given the friendly interaction in the future. It's called investing in the future.

"Mr. Gonzalez, it doesn't have to be today, so please take a look around and show Mr. Locke to Warehouse 3 in the West End. There's something there that's important to him. I hope you can pick it up."

"Ah? Warehouse number three in the west. Hey... Oh, come on, are you sure it's good?

"Originally it would be his belongings"

"No, that being said, he challenged his husband to lose. It all belongs to you at that point. Even if the crew were sold off as slaves, you wouldn't be in a position to complain. I don't know what I'm talking about."

"Even if I have one, it's a fine way to sell it off and add to the funds."

"Are you sure? You're gonna regret this, aren't you?

"What, to that extent, you can always procure"

"... he's the same person at all."

Skullmaccio stares at the hook tilting his neck out of doubt on his ass, even the dazzling one. When you think of that of the Red Dragon you crusaded, it's never a lie. Worst of all, there is also a way to fly to the Dark Continent using a kimorongue warp device.

It's harmless and unprofitable to imitate in a place like this.

"Oh, and that distinctive arm and eye should be healed."

It hurts. It hurts. Fly away.

Giving healing magic to the hook guy's hook. Hello ahead from the elbow that was lost depending. The characteristic prosthetic hand previously fitted, Gotri, made a noise and fell to his feet. I think it's obvious that the boulder has a metal tip from the wrist.

I don't know about the boulder, but it's probably healing.

"Become..."

"It stands out from boulders. Take off your eyelids after that, too."

By the way, I'm shocked the floor got dented from the impact of the fall.

Looks like my prosthetic arm was heavier and harder than I assumed.

I dressed a little too much.

"Ma'am, these arms and eyes haven't had a reaction since the Demons hit me, no matter how good the healing magic hangs! Not a single piece of thin skin healed! How can that, um, heal without a few seconds of chanting..."

"Get out of my way and be honest with me. That's what he is."

"Huh..."

Is it possible that healing magic can't cure you?

Naturally evoked was Dr. Editor Raw Susie, seen in a glass tube.

That's a lifetime thing.

"If anything abnormal appears again, please feel free to call me. Your arm could have been hung with a curse. If something happens to the affected area that starts to rot, you will need to hit other hands. Of course, it could be otherwise."

"... I see"

I don't know much about boulders.

Maybe it's not a curse. Injuries such as those that cannot be cured without healing magic at more than one level are also considered possible. If you check with Kimoronge, the same demon clan, you may know something.

"Thank you for the rest, Mr. Gonzalez"

All right, I'll take care of it.

Either way, for the time being, I guess that means looking at the affected area.

"I beg your pardon for this."

I followed Gong's room where I spoke appropriately.

◇ ◆ ◇

Gong's room for a while later.

As I walked down the hall to return to my room, I could hear people. From the other side of the bend, just the two of us, it looks like we're standing talkin 'or something. That voice color is something we remember together, combinations such as those of you, Dr. Blonde Lorim Chimchi, and those of you and Shota Chimps.

It is no surprise that we are chatting and such in the same place, as it is her and him who had many opportunities to explore the preparation of reports and meet face to face in the school city. However, where the latter emits, inquiries into the former are accompanied by sounds that never alarm.

"You think it's a sex change drug?

"Well, I've heard of that somewhere!

"Not really..."

Oh, my God.

The one with the shota dick, I didn't know you were up to such a horrible thing.

Then it's still better to be eaten in by Estelle's used anal.

"If you have a recipe, oh, I want you to tell me! Please!"

"What are you going to do with that?

"To marry Osama, I knew this body, too, had to be a woman..."

…………

That's it.

You should disguise yourself as a coincidence, intrude with a body that hasn't heard anything, and dissolve the disintegrating talk of this occasion. I do remember seeing it in the writings of Dr. Editor before. Me and my ex-boyfriend. You think an ex-boyfriend who has taken drugs for a sexual change still enjoys the happiness of a woman in a sex town?

Horrible.

"... you can't. Assuming I knew, you couldn't tell me."

"Hey, do anything! Try! That's why I need you to tell me!

"If it's any other recipe, well, you can tell me. But if you want to know what you want, you can get there on your own. Otherwise, the man will never turn to you."

"Huh..."

Whoa, no way. The teacher said no.

Good job, Doctor.

I'm just a teacher, and the sight of staring at a shota dick with a jizzy and serious face combines harshness even in serenity. Excellent. Thanks to you, the soy sauce face can leave the field by deciding not to see anything like this.

"Got it?

"... ok. Oh, you're right. Sure... you're right"

"Is that all we're talking about? I have other things to rush."

"Ugh, yeah. Thank you, but I've been motivated!

"Oh, yeah? That's more than anything."

I don't think you should let that out.

He's a shota dick who's been positive about something since one of Pea's cases. Best positive syncing. Sometimes I would suggest that it is better to keep one or so of the options at hand to give up, so that we can have a more meaningful life.

"Be thankful!

There's a grin on Nicole and Shota dick's face.

Turning back on his heels, he ran away with his twin tails shaking vigorously. Carefully use a short checked skirt. Duh, my gaze went towards pure white with a glimpse at the end of my hem, it's dangerous, virgin lust is horrible.

On the other hand, it was the teacher who looked at its back and was squealed bossly.

"Damn, if I think I've lost one, I've lost one more..."

I'm whining about something, but, well, it's forbidden to stay any longer.

Let me leave early so I don't find out what I was eavesdropping on.