Bishoujo wo Jouzu ni Nikubenki ni Suru Houhou

It's hard to make a weak noise, but honestly, I want to go home. I'm really tired.

In contrast to me, Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara, who bought a few pieces of clothes from a clothes store, follow me in a good mood with a nose song. I'm in such a good mood to sway my hands with my nose song.

You don't care about the tutoring or anything anymore? Even for me, I want to take off the woman's clothes quickly, and I want to go home and take a hot bath to heal my fatigue.

Besides, I'm the one who funded everything to buy the two personal belongings.

I had intended to do that to Makoto Ogasawara from the beginning, but I would have deposited a bank cash card with you in foster care. I went out of my way to make an account and make a deposit.

Ha, that's a pinch this month because of you. I don't have a problem with it because I can afford the monthly carry-over as long as I don't usually waste it, but if I can afford it, I might have trouble when I have to.

It's just not funny to rely on a send-off from my parents. And I don't want to tell you even if my mouth is torn off that I'm running out of money, just send me a wire.

When I looked at the watch in sigh, the time was past noon.

It kind of seems like you wasted half a day just swinging by two idiots. No, it's not what I think, it's actually swinging.

Shit, it's not like me. It's not really like me.

While tongue-in-cheek with inner stupidity, he explored his next destination.

I bought shoes. I also bought clothes. In the meantime, we're ready for this.

"All right, let's do it"

"Oops!

"How dare you!

Two idiots behind me hitting each other in the whine.

He looked back as he held down his fingers at the pimply and spasmodic temples, staring at them with his jitty eyes.

"Oh, you guys, motivated..."

"There is!

"I'm only motivated!

"... right"

I can no longer only sigh at the two of you who raise your hand to my inquiry and answer me well.

Nori, no. I'm not. It's not what I'm looking for.

"... would you like some rice?"

"Oops!

"Come on!

Me being so motivated by the virtue of the two idiots' prestige, I thought it might be because I was hungry.

I really do. Tell him that if he gets hungry, he won't be able to go with them.

That's it, you should separate them when you teach. It painfully became clear to me that if I let them together, I would not be able to reach them.

I said I'm hungry, but I don't actually have that much appetite. I don't have an appetite due to tiredness and stomach pain.

"Hey, hey, hey, hey!

"What? It's not just fries. That's like the first time you've eaten, isn't it?

"Huh!

"... really?

"Huh!

Makoto Ogasawara stuffing his fries into his mouth to the limit and swelling his cheeks like a hamster and Minaka staring at Makoto Ogasawara like that.

I can't help but feel flat in foster care. It's amazing how much Makoto Ogasawara eats. I'm going to get bloated just watching.

I've never had fries. That's probably not exclusive to French fries, but to say that I've never been in a fast food store.

During fostering how he understood the intent of Makoto Ogasawara's statement, he opened his eyes and was surprised, while pressing his finger-picked fries against my mouth.

Hey, Rikanaka, I don't have an appetite. Don't push me, don't try to force me to eat you.

"If you want more, don't hesitate to order it. It seemed like fun when I ordered it. Because you don't have to worry about money. There's a purse next door."

"Huh!

Makoto Ogasawara replies vigorously and cheeks one fries after another as he speaks with a gentle smile. And yeah, I snort joyfully. In the foster care, when I screw the fries into my mouth forcefully, I get a paper cup with tea in my hand, and I push the straw against my mouth with a ghoul.

I don't have an appetite, but my throat was dry. So pucker the pressed straw, smoke choo choo and cold tea.

That's right. Hey, Rikanaka, who's the wallet?

After drinking some tea, the straw is forcibly pulled out, and Rikanaka, who puckered the straw, picks the fries with her fingers as she drinks the tea and presses them against my mouth.

I had some appetite because of the moisture in my throat. So I eat the fries that are pressed against my mouth in a pucker.

But my fingers were slightly pulled on the verge of eating, and I could only eat half of them. Inside eating the remaining half of it puckered.

As I stare into the nursery with my jito eyes, the nursery with my lips away from the straw I was wearing pushes the straw into my mouth.

Though half of them, their mouths are salty because they ate fries, and they sip tea by sipping pressed straw. To some extent, he is forced to pull through the straw that he is wearing, and the straw can be pulled inside. And instead, fries are pressed against my mouth, and when I try to eat, my fingers are pulled and I can only eat half of them. The other half disappears into the mouth inside.

Within repeating that, the fries purchased for the three of us ran out of beautiful sapphire.

Most of them were eaten by Makoto Ogasawara.

"Want more?

"Huh!

Makoto Ogasawara nods vigorously as Minaka asks Makoto Ogasawara, who is wiping my mouth with paper napkins, swelling her cheeks like a hamster.

"Mr. Castle Island, can I order more?

Finished wiping my mouth, inside asking my boss.

"On your own. But just make sure you eat enough."

Makoto Ogasawara's eyes glistened in my words with my elbows on the table and cheeksticks.

"Let's go, Makoto. Now Makoto ordered it by herself. I'm watching you back there, so don't worry."

"Huh! Cancer mahfu!

Standing up, Makoto Ogasawara, who rose vigorously after him, joined hands and headed to the counter.

It would be routine for a high school girl to try ordering food in fast food. I thought you might enjoy it so much.

Well, I don't hate seeing him eat food like it tastes good.

Masaru Ogasawara's stomach was bottomless with burgers, cheeseburgers, and chicken nuggets.

Rinaka smiles at Makoto Ogasawara, who eats obsessively, when she takes one nugget, pushes it into my mouth. And as I tried to eat earlier, I pulled my hand in the inches and let him eat only half of it.

And if you cut a thousand nuggets slightly more forcefully, you put the remaining half in your mouth.

Even if he stares into foster care with his jitsu eyes, he pretends to be a stranger.

Why are you only halfway there? No, well, it's okay because I'm not that hungry.

Makoto Ogasawara, who had mostly tormented what he had ordered, was cheeky with a smile and a laugh of dessert apple pie.

You're really bottomless, dude.

"Hey Makoto, remember?

"Huh?

Inside pressing a straw against my mouth asked, staring at Makoto Ogasawara. Makoto Ogasawara, moving his mouth with a toy with an apple pie on his cheek, tilted his neck at the question.

I drink tea with a pressed straw, and I look into the nursery on the side.

"Mr. Castle Island said that, right? He said he'd listen to only one thing. Have you decided what you want?

I almost erupted tea unexpectedly into the words in it.

You buy shoes, you buy clothes, then you hold them till lunch, so you're still willing to hit me?

Well, certainly, Neither Reinaka nor Makoto Ogasawara said they wanted shoes and clothes from themselves, nor did they say they wanted to eat dinner because they were hungry.

That's all I said. Until then, if you tell me you haven't fulfilled his wishes yet.

But don't hesitate.

"... if you can get one wish for anything, there's only one"

Makoto Ogasawara whispers as he leans down, swallowing the apple pie he was pushing into his mouth with gokun. And he looked at me with a flicker as he dyed his face bright red.

Now it is a later festival after being shown the sight of a scattered hamster in front of a maiden who is also ashamed of such flowers.

"Hey, Mr. Castle Island, can't my favor mean I'm with Makoto? Me, I've had my hopes fulfilled, so now it's Makoto's turn to be happy. I'm actually a little jealous, but I like Makoto..."

Rikanaka, who pulled out the straw I was wearing, dyed her cheeks just like Makoto Ogasawara and stared at me upwards. And when the straw can be puckered, she leans down and smokes tea all the time.

Do you mean to leave the hope to Makoto Ogasawara? That's not a bad story for me. It would be somewhat better than fulfilling the wishes of the two of us individually.

"Just say it."

He stared at Makoto Ogasawara with his cheek cane attached and urged him to say what he wanted.

Don't say things that don't really clap. Please.

"Oh, you know, the... together..."

Makoto Ogasawara whispers as he leans down and shrinks.

I was dreaming of calm and scratching a cold sweat in my heart.

The opponent is Makoto Ogasawara. Unpredictable such as what to say. It was against foster care that I said I'd give you what you wanted in the first place. Why has that happened?

Makoto Ogasawara, with Gabba's face up, tightened his crisp, boiling bright red face and stared straight at me.

Please, don't say anything unscrupulous like wanting to try bungee jumping off the roof of a shopping mall. I don't like high places.

"Pu, prickly! The three of us want to take pictures of the prickles!

Makoto Ogasawara, who closed his eyes firmly and raised his voice, calmed down for a moment in the shop where he was busy. And the surrounding gaze concentrated on Makoto Ogasawara.

Makoto Ogasawara leaned down and shriveled, making his boiled bright red face even more bright than it would have sprayed in the fire.

A prickly? You think I'm gonna shoot a prickly? Is that what you want? Is that the extent to which you want one thing to happen?

I lost my word to that too little desire, and I looked into foster care on the side.

"It's a girl. I'd like to take a shot once."

The nursery, smiling gently, whined somewhere lonely as she wiped her fingers of tears accumulated in her eyes.

Did you hear that whining, Makoto Ogasawara nodding cocklessly as he leaned down?

"... Whatever you want"

Makoto Ogasawara, with a bright red face and a full smile on his face, raised his face vigorously to my words.

"Good for you, Makoto"

"Yes!"

The two laughing at each other with pleasure, making me sneer and sigh. They're cheap to be so happy with one prick. Well, I've never taken one either.

Leaving the fast food store, we headed to the game center where we thought there was a prick. I put it in the uncertain way that it seems, because I don't know either.

According to Rikanaka, the prickly is largely in the game center.

It's a place that has nothing to do with me that doesn't like the hustle and bustle of a game center. I'm not interested in games in the first place. And I hate taking pictures of myself. I mean, I don't even have an edge on prickly.

Store a guide diagram in the mall installed on the wall next to the elevator in your brain and rely on it to go down the aisle. I lost as much and the fluorescent neon instantly saw the sign. Probably that's the game center.

"Wow, it's amazing..."

"Wow, this is a little more of a theme park than a game center..."

Diving through the neon brilliant entrance gate, the noise echoes inside the dark center. I accidentally wanted to block my ears to that shitty electronic sound that attacked me from all directions.

In contrast to me like that, the two of you shine your eyes and look around. It's something that keeps me well in this noise.

It's the expression "theme park" that Rikanaka said, but it shoots quite a target. That's the size. Most importantly, the mall itself cannot be considered a theme park.

In a wide center lined with gaming equipment as far as I can see. There seems to be a lot of arcade games, medal games, and crane games as well. Not only that, but a low fence was erected everywhere in the centre and the tracks were laid. A small locomotive runs over its tracks.

"It looks like a train! I want to ride that one!

Makoto Ogasawara, who apparently broke through the critical point of fun, is pointing to a locomotive that pulls his hand in foster care with a gouge and runs whistling. The children in that locomotive noticed Makoto Ogasawara and smiled and waved. Makoto Ogasawara waves back hard at those children.

He wants to ride, that would be a ride from kindergarten to junior year. Well, the guardians don't seem to be able to ride either, but I'm sorry.

"... I don't want to stay long if I can."

I felt pimples and temples cramped and squeaked as I held them down with my fingers.

Rikanaka, who was dragged by Makoto Ogasawara but seemed to enjoy himself, deters Makoto Ogasawara as if he was in a hurry to hear me whine.

"Ma'am, Ma'am. Purpose! I need to take a prickly shot in front of the train pound! I'll ride with you when that's done! Let's take it before Mr. Castle changes his mind!

"Ha!? What I did was a diversion! That's right. It's a prick!

Makoto Ogasawara, who looks hacked back at me for persuading him to stay in foster care, nods yeah yeah when he clenches his fist in front of his chest. When I saw it, he looked at me and laughed naggingly as he stroked down his chest. Looks like a soul dare to laugh and deceive and get in my mood.

That's okay. Hey, Makoto Ogasawara, what have you done to me? Though you will always be a detour.

Me and Makoto Ogasawara don't know much about the game center at all. For this reason, Rikanaka led the way to the desired prickly.

The space where the arcade game was installed in large quantities had a large number of mainly male users, while the figure of the woman gradually increased in a chilling manner. Apparently, he approached the space where the prickly was installed.

"Wow, that's a lot!

"Dude..."

Arrived was a space with box-shaped shooting equipment lined up with unevenness on both sides. There are also more than twenty pricklers lined up in the bill. And the appearance of the girls queuing in each prickly or the girls walking down the aisle shaking.

From girls as young as elementary school to high school students, no, I can also see adult women thinking about college students and society.

What's so much fun about photographing yourself? Don't suffer from understanding.

"Um, the popular guy needs a lot of waiting time. But if you make him wait too long, Mr. Castle Island might get prickly angry..."

Inside walking ahead of us, squealing like trouble as we look around.

Something that only shoots the upper body or allows you to shoot the whole body. Sometimes it seems possible to photograph large eyes, whitening, legs, etc.

"Whatever. Shh! It would be satisfying if the three of them could be photographed together!

Makoto Ogasawara smiled, "Right," as he looked back at Makoto Ogasawara, who raised his voice with a star in his eyes.

"Well, you guys don't even have to process it. I'm blessed with appearance and shape."

In one of those words, which whimpered casually, Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara looked at me at the same time. And when I color my face bright red, I let my eyes swim and turn away. What the heck?

"Ma, Makoto...... I think that's for real right now. I think the real deal came out."

"One, I mean... you told us you were cute?

"That's what happens."

And the two of us are flirting and looking at me as we have a conversation with Hisohiso. I'm so annoyed.

In the meantime, when he chose an empty model, he took the initiative to go inside. Inside it follows Makoto Ogasawara, and finally I go in.

Me and Makoto Ogasawara are completely ignorant about the prickly, so I decided to leave all the manipulation to the inside.

During that foster care, when Makoto Ogasawara holds the touchpen that came with him, he manipulates the screen with his pico and fingers.

"Makoto, you can write whatever you want with that pen when you're done shooting"

"Do you write?

"Yes, you can write about Castle Island Love or Mr. Castle Island."

"Wow! Sounds fun!

Makoto Ogasawara leaning perfectly inside manipulating the screen and laughing with pleasure.

When I was a sophomore in high school, I had no experience with fast food or prickles. But if you're not interested, I understand. But if I watched Makoto Ogasawara, I could see the intrigue.

"Today... you're leaving, right?"

Makoto Ogasawara, who had ever blinked a star in his eyes and had a full grin on his face, groaned lonely.

"Aoi is sweet to Aoi Senior, and Aoi will be sticky to Aoi as soon as he looks away, and I'll be sorry if he's gone..."

The touchpen I hold in my right hand shivers out, and drops pass down my cheeks. And words spinning on whimpering.

"Makoto is more spoiled? I flirt as soon as I take my eyes off it. I will definitely come back. And I'm gonna get in your way..."

Rikanaka, who stopped manipulating the screen, hugged it so hard that it crumbled as she jumped onto Shivering Makoto Ogasawara.

"Absolutely, isn't it?

"Yeah, don't come and tell me, it's okay!

The two tears as they hug each other and laugh at each other. It's as if our best friends from previous years are sparing each other.

Actually, it's between other people I just met yesterday. You know very little about each other.

Hmm, crap. I'm too crappy to even feel like speaking up.

The two stopped crying after a while, with a full grin, manipulated the screen and shot it. We both cried so much that our eyes swelled, we couldn't even say we were adorable for flattery.

Still in a good mood, Makoto Ogasawara sticks a printed out seal to his phone's display with a sticky sticker. Although it would make it harder to operate your phone if you stick it so much. Just think about it and paste it.

That's right, I forgot you were dressed as a woman. What are you gonna do with this? The intention to take away past black history from foster care has given rise to a new black history.

Out of the prickly equipment in a grand sigh, he walked out to find a place where he could rest.

Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara look like trains. Do it on your own.

I'd like to get out of this shitty hustle and bustle space as soon as possible, but Makoto Ogasawara won't feel comfortable without a train ride. He also wanted to play crane games. It will take a while. Plus, it seems to accompany foster care, and it doesn't make sense for me to act alone.

As we pulled out of the prickly space, we found a rest stop at the end of the low fence.

Arranged round tables and chairs. Rest area only and snacks seemed possible, and many young couples caught my eye.

In fact, I've been feeling numerous gazes since earlier, and I'm pretty mentally exhausted with that too. It's hard not to lose your mind.

I headed to the corner as discreetly as possible and lowered my hips to the empty seat. And when he puts his elbow on the table, he knocks his upper body down and exhales in a grand sigh.

I'm tired. I'm really tired.

I slam my face to the side and look at the prickly seal I have in my hand.

Two idiots swelling their eyes bright red but with a full smile. I didn't know you'd be so happy with a single prick. Really, it's a cheap prick. Meat potty deserves cheap.

"Ma'am, you seem tired. Would you like some cold tea or something?

Even the spirit that was just exhausted shredded by the voices I heard. I thought I'd finally get some rest. Now you're a numb. You can choose who you want to speak to.

"Fine."

Answer that to hang around with your torso down. It's pathetic who called out to me. I don't suppose you'd ever think the other guy was a man, but knowing the truth would confirm black history.

"Really, that's a shame. Still, you look so cute again today, Ethereum."

I was internally blurred to see if I would not give up yet, but a zombie chill rushed up my spine when my name was called.

I didn't even care because I wasn't even willing to deal with him, but he's a familiar voice.

What does this sound like low and soft?

"I didn't mean to show up before you. I really wanted to talk to you in person. Just give me a minute."

The soft-sounding Lord of that voice felt signs of getting to my opposite seat.

Definitely, you can't be wrong to hear this voice.

"Aoi, I have a sense of hatred from you, but I'd like to see your face if I could. Can you put your face up?

Greasy sweat erupts from all over his body into that pleading voice.

Why are you here? No, I heard from Rikanaka's own mouth that you were coming with him. But I just thought it was the one I left.

Come to think of it, I said foster care was with me until I met him, but I didn't say he left. No, I think he probably assumed he'd gone home in foster care, too. But I haven't seen this guy go home. I just assumed I'd gone home on my own, just like I did in foster care.

Besides, if I thought about it a little bit, I would know. I've escorted him through foster care, but I can't possibly think of this person personally, such as leaving him alone on the way home.

It was a detour, why didn't you notice? It sucks.

Swallow gokuri and spit and wake your body up slowly.

The figure sitting in the front gradually shows up in sight.

It's hard to tell because you're sitting, but you're taller than me. And he looks skinny at first glance, but he actually has a guttering masculine body just to lose weight. Unlike me with thin lines, a privileged body that resembles my father. Kind eyes reminiscent of my mother, then.

Someone who excels in sentences, excels in martial arts, and is exactly like a chunk of talent picturesque of the literary martial arts.

"to, brother...... oh, it's been a while"

A gushing aversion is a backbelly, a trembling voice spinning the word on its own.

It was an aspirational being with goals, and that is why it was the object of hatred. No, no matter how much I tried to hate him, I didn't end up hating him.

In the end, I still admire this guy. And there's something you'll never win.

So I can't resist this guy at all, no matter what my heart thinks.

"Oh, it's been a long time. You're becoming more and more like your mother, Aoi."

I could only tremble at my brother, who put his elbows on the table and smiled and said so.