Bishoujo wo Jouzu ni Nikubenki ni Suru Houhou

"You, I guess you can apologize properly?

"Ha! It's okay! I kind of blew it off. Eh!

Walk through the residential area pulling Shizuka Ogasawara's hand.

The time is after nine. Not so crowded as it has passed the peak of school and commuting. But there's no one there, and there's a lot of people in suits and housewives and a bunch of bums blossoming in front of the house in conversation.

As such, Shizuka Ogasawara in uniform was more prominent than necessary because none of the students in uniform were present.

Totally unexpected. Because today's purpose was to see how things were going. I didn't know that would take you to the apartment.

However, Shizuka Ogasawara didn't say he wanted to go, but I brought him in half forcefully.

Anyway, I need to get to the apartment as soon as possible. I don't want any more witnesses to the scene where Shizuka Ogasawara and I are together. Yet Shizuka Ogasawara answers with a loud voice, so I don't mind being seen as a dildo by passers-by and housewives at the wellside meeting.

Moreover, it is obvious from Shizuka Ogasawara's appearance and physique that he is a junior high school student even if he is not wearing a uniform.

No, I can also say that he was in uniform and saved me. If you look bad in private clothes, they might think you're a well-developed elementary school student.

On the day the police call me and ask me a job question, I will certainly be coached by Shizuka Ogasawara, of course.

"I don't really want to stand out. Let's hurry."

As I looked forward, I quickened my pace when I shook my hand and spoke to Shizuka Ogasawara walking next door.

"Ha!"

Passengers look here in response to the energetic reply returned.

That's why I don't want to stand out. For God's sake, keep your self-assertion in check.

When middle school students say it's noticeable that they're just wandering around the residential neighborhood outside school hours, but if it's a dubious man in private clothes with that middle school student, it's even worse noticeable.

Besides, Shizuka Ogasawara is a rare and beautiful girl. I can't help but stand out just because it exists.

This would be a lot easier with Makoto Ogasawara. That idiot is quite a pretty girl too, but somehow, she looks sorry because of the silly aura that brews more than she needs out of her whole body.

"Hey."

"Ha, ha!

Shizuka Ogasawara raised her voice out of breath when she spoke behind her as she hurried ahead early.

When I looked behind my back with chills on my side, Shizuka Ogasawara, holding my hand, was desperately following me as I bounced my breath.

Looks like it's a little too early for Shizuka Ogasawara.

"My house is right over there, so, well, uh, what, come on"

"Ha, ha! It's okay!

Unlike me walking early, Shizuka Ogasawara, almost in a rushing state, replies well, even though his breath is rough.

Because there's quite a difference in height between me and Shizuka Ogasawara. Different leg lengths, either. So if I speed up my pace, then I'll be desperate to follow.

But I'm not going to slow down. I don't care about being coached by the police, but I'm not the right person with you.

It would suck if they were coached with middle school students and even put on lollicon rettels. On the face of it, as an honor student, my image, which I've built into quite a tunnel, instantly disintegrates.

Most of all, I don't even look like a junior high school student depending on whether I'm in foster care or not, but I'm the same age, so there's nothing unpleasant about it.

But Shizuka Ogasawara is an authentic junior high school student. It's young enough to be seen by elementary school students. I don't like it when people think I craved such a kid bitch or something. And yet, if you make a strange mistake, it's not something that stops.

No matter how beautiful the girl is, such a tulpeta is a wish.

That said, Shizuka Ogasawara had a self-assessment that she didn't have the talent to pull out, but she does seem mediocre in terms of her strength. That's a big difference from Makoto Ogasawara, who has a health deviation from unusual thrust.

Well, I think Shizuka Ogasawara is normal and Makoto Ogasawara is just weird.

Same goes for Rikanaka. He has an array of health values, but he has motor skills, reflex nerves, and a natural spring.

Thinking about it, Shizuka Ogasawara feels strange intimacy when she comes desperately with her hands drawn from me and her breath absurd.

Never put it to words, but I'm a lower spec than Makoto Rikanaka or Makoto Ogasawara, I guess.

"Let me call you Shizuka. Your sister is Ogasawara, too, so you'll be confused if you don't decide how to call her. I don't even give it a name. That's not my hobby."

"Ha, ha! Absolutely! You can call it off!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who nodded loudly and answered my query, laughed with pleasure as she cut her breath.

I arrived at the apartment with nothing to worry about.

"Is this your home? Apartment, urban."

Shizuka Ogasawara, holding my hand, whines alone as she looks up at the apartment.

"But was it okay for you to come all of a sudden? Well, if I disturbed you without contacting you beforehand, you'd be surprised..."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who saw Chirali and me, asked me with a slightly uneasy face.

He wants to say that my family would be surprised if I suddenly brought into the house a woman I don't even know I saw.

You seem to have a surprisingly decent thought circuit.

"No problem. I live alone, and nobody tells a story."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who heard my answer, looked up at the apartment when she distracted herself from me, and when she looked at me with chills on the side, she looked up at the apartment again.

"Heh!? Live alone!?

And he looked at me with momentum.

"What!? Oh!? I'm in high school, right?!? Or you just look younger and you're a sociopath. Why is that so awesome!? Or with the bourgeoisie Sousuke!?

Shizuka Ogasawara is surprised that you can't accept the fact that I live alone in an apartment with my eyes black and white.

Shizuka Ogasawara would be quite a young lady, but as a student, she also seems to know how unusual the situation is that a minor lives alone in an apartment.

Somehow, maybe this is the normal reaction. When I find out that a high school student lives alone in an apartment, I naturally feel like showing a reaction like Shizuka Ogasawara.

But the natural reaction was strangely fresh.

I don't see anyone around me showing these normal reactions.

Makoto Ogasawara didn't even go into the fact that I lived alone, even if he had no choice because he knew me from a long time ago.

Yes, Makoto Ogasawara doesn't listen to anything. Don't pry into my past. Maybe that's not normal, but that's why I feel like I'm gonna put him in my room.

"There's a lot of reasons. But I don't want to explain it to you. All you have to do now is choose between going into the apartment or going home without it."

That's what I said and unraveled the hand that was being held. But Shizuka Ogasawara immediately squeezes the unraveled hand.

"Hey, just a little surprised. Shh! I've decided from the beginning what to answer!

Shizuka Ogasawara, who squeezed my hand with both hands, looks straight up at me when she squeezes her expression.

There seemed to be no stray, but I felt endangered by the way it looked.

Makoto Ogasawara also acts without hesitation, but Shizuka Ogasawara is very different.

Does he understand? Once inside the apartment, that means you'll be trapped in a secret room.

Shizuka Ogasawara assumes she has a sister in the apartment because she was brought here to meet Makoto Ogasawara.

But what would you do if you weren't here? If everything was my lie, what the hell are you going to do?

Whether I'm going to get my hands on such a tourpeta kid bitch or not, I'm just not going to be too alert.

"You don't trust me too much? I doubt the ethics of following this into the apartment of the man I just met today."

Shizuka Ogasawara is an immortal girl. The man who comes to me will also be the number of stars. I mean, you know what kind of creature a man is. And yet what is this lack of vigilance?

What do I say, but it's weird.

"Oh, don't worry. I trust you, but that's because True Harp trusts you. There's no question when I say you're True Harp's boyfriend."

"No, I'm not your boyfriend."

"I'm going to know more about True Harp than anyone. True harp. Oh, I can see it. It's solid. Plus you're better at seeing people than I am. So I would never get caught up in a weird guy."

"Hey, are you listening to me? It's your boyfriend, isn't it? Hey, are you sisters being educated not to listen to people?

"So let's go quickly. Ugh!

"So talk about people... you guys are definitely sisters"

Shizuka Ogasawara, who ignores my words and speaks at will, walked out toward the front entrance of the apartment when she pulled my hand. And looking back, he faces me staring at me with his jitty eyes as he stops, pulling his hand at me with a ghoul.

I still don't know anything about him. Tell me that nothing has been done to solve the problem.

If you try Shizuka Ogasawara, you will find the purpose of apologizing for being blocked in all directions. Maybe I'm in the illusion that that temporarily solved the problem.

This is a little dangerous.

Try being rejected by Makoto Ogasawara because of the current state of feeling and excitement. How much is the discrepancy? You will be plunged into Naruto under a sudden fall.

Besides, it doesn't just get pushed down. There is only a big difference between what goes up.

Plus, for the minute I get used to the light, the same darkness should make me feel extra dark and horrible.

Pull once. Wouldn't it be too dangerous to let you two meet in your current state? Shouldn't Shizuka Ogasawara be able to pull back and restore calm before setting up a field again?

But sometimes momentum matters. Because some say, "Strike the iron while it's hot."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who was too stiff to move, would now be in his right mind. Isn't it now a good time for a thousand encounters where you find hope and the iron that was cold and solidified is boiling hot, beating and shaping?

If you miss this desk, you could get more and get stuck in the shell before.

Which is the right answer. Pull or push.

Damn, if only there were inside at a time like this. He's oddly good at stepping into people's hearts with his earthly feet.

Unlike Makoto Ogasawara, who can't measure his distance from people, Rikanaka instantly stuffs that distance while familiarizing himself with his distance from people.

Besides, unlike me, he's always a front-runner. Besides, it's something that specializes in round hips, so the opponent won't be accumulating either.

Probably not looking for a return while taking risks. I don't think it would be convenient for them to answer me because I have done all I can.

That is so stupid that there is nothing we can do about it, and that is why it is the only thing we can do inside. And create a totally different path than the one that I take.

Unlike the crooked and distorted path I create, the path he creates is straight, wide and powerful everywhere.

Nothing to compliment or lift a foster child, but he seems to have some special power that people don't have.

Makoto's student chairman said what my thunder name was, but that's not true. He had something that originally fascinated people. Yet he also has the stench of getting up no matter how many times he falls.

In other words, it's all his own power. That power just blossomed. It has nothing to do with me.

In Rikanaka like that, he might have forcefully split between Makoto Ogasawara and Shizuka Ogasawara and acted like a buffer before he knew it.

Should we still have waited inside as originally planned? But even if I regret it now, it's a later festival. I'll have to do something about it.

I got off the elevator, walked down the aisle, and stood in front of the door.

When you change the orientation of your body, look forward to Shizuka Ogasawara.

I also thought about contacting Makoto Ogasawara beforehand, but if we knew, we might put up with each other. Sometimes it works because it's sudden. I just have to bet on that.

The groove between them probably doesn't seem like something we can do with a positive attack.

"You left a letter when you left the room, your sister's probably inside. But of course I don't know you're coming."

Speaking in a pale tone, Shizuka Ogasawara, who is bending over, squeezes my hand tightly and nods small as she makes it red to her ears.

I thought the mood was too exhilarating and dangerous, but this is what happens when I arrive at the scene.

Well, it's a junior high kid bitch, apparently it was too much of my thinking.

Then we should still push here. There's momentum. Even now this depression of intent. It is obvious that it will be difficult to step out if time is set aside and calm down.

Nevertheless, it still hurts not to be in foster care. But now that I'm in action, it's too late to say anything.

I deserve it, but, well, maybe it's the result of my direct contact with Shizuka Ogasawara. If I had tried contact indirectly using foster care, it could have turned out differently again.

There's no reason to know if it was for the better or the worse.

"Let's go."

"Yes..."

Shizuka Ogasawara nods to my inquiry. The fine voice was trembling.

You should have made up your mind, but you must be lost.

Giving time makes no sense. No, the more time you give, the greater the stray.

When I opened the door to my room, Shizuka Ogasawara entered with a slightly forceful pull.

Quiet front door. I don't feel any signs of people. Is Makoto Ogasawara still asleep? Or did you go to high school?

No, it can't be that I went to high school. Rikanaka has the keys to the apartment, but Makoto Ogasawara doesn't. And the door lock was tight. Then, Makoto Ogasawara is indoors.

Besides, there are shoes by Makoto Ogasawara on the front porch. This is a brand new loafer I bought at the mall.

"And it's quiet..."

Shizuka Ogasawara has a slightly uneasy look on her doorstep without a single sound.

I thought I had a sister, but I didn't feel any signs of people, and I guess I felt uncomfortable.

"Oh."

I put my foot on the floor when I took off my shoes.

Weird, weird. Makoto Ogasawara is sharp. Enough to decide it's me without looking at me.

Besides, I left a letter on the table. If you see that, it's going to jump out of the room when I get back.

I have no problem sleeping, but I can't help remembering the odd hook.

"Stay behind me. Never get out in front of me."

"Duh, why not?

"It's not a big reason. Just in case."

I mean Makoto Ogasawara, even if my sister came with me, I don't think fright would expose my anger.

But it is also true to remember chest noise. If you can't hit my intuition, I don't care, but unfortunately, my intuition hits me well.

And that kind of intuition is probably a bad thing.

"Ninety percent of our lives are occupied by unfortunate events, so unfortunate predictions inevitably hit us well."

"Huh?"

"Nothing, one word"

Hiding Shizuka Ogasawara behind her back, she walks down the hallway vigilantly around her.

I still don't feel any signs of people. If there's a Makoto Ogasawara, you've already noticed my signs.

When he arrived at the door per poke in the hallway, he cleared his ears with his hands on the door knob.

All you can hear is Shizuka Ogasawara's small, chopped breathing noise behind you.

Slowly he turned the door knob and opened the door.

What jumped into my sight was the look of Makoto Ogasawara, wrapped in a blanket and sitting right on the floor.

"Ogasawara?"

Unexpectedly speaking, Makoto Ogasawara, who slowly looked at me, grinned.

"Welcome home. Is Shizuka with you?

I saw Chirali behind the words of Makoto Ogasawara.

I do have Shizuka Ogasawara. But since he's completely hidden behind me, he can't see it from Makoto Ogasawara's position.

Most of all, Makoto Ogasawara would naturally have sensed that there were more than one person who came indoors.

And if you read the letter, even though it's unlikely, you could have speculated that your sister would be here.

In other words, even if Shizuka Ogasawara finds out that she's here, it's not unnatural that Makoto Ogasawara is flat.

Besides, Makoto Ogasawara and Shizuka Ogasawara are determined, which is also why I didn't pop up when I went indoors.

The muscles are through. The current situation can be taken for granted. But it's weird. It's weird. Something hooks me to my heart.

"Ogasawara, is something wrong?

When he entered the room and approached Makoto Ogasawara, he called out. Then Makoto Ogasawara smiled and let his gaze swim.

Again, something's wrong. Makoto Ogasawara is trying to hide something from me. But what are you hiding? If Makoto Ogasawara hasn't left the apartment, the interior shouldn't be any different than when I left.

Besides, there won't be any visitors. I've never called them to my room in high school, and I've never given them an address.

Ogasawara, what happened? Answer me.

Makoto Ogasawara doesn't try to answer by just smiling when you ask. Funny, weird, not the usual Makoto Ogasawara. I don't think it's a minor problem because my sister is here.

Shizuka Ogasawara was left on the spot and stuffed into Makoto Ogasawara sitting on the floor. Makoto Ogasawara can swim his gaze casually as he looks up at me. But I won't show you how to run away.

Standing in front of Makoto Ogasawara like that, kneeling down and with one knee on the floor, I tried to reach for Makoto Ogasawara's shoulder.

A small sound I heard all of a sudden. The sound of chickening was something I had heard before.

At the next moment, I felt a soft feeling on my back and something hiatus pressed against my neck muscles.

"Don't move. If you move, I'll slit your throat."

A terribly cold voice. When I looked behind me on the side, Shizuka Ogasawara, closely attached to my back, was pointing a cutter blade at my neck muscle.

"What, you're gonna kill me?

When Shizuka Ogasawara stares at Shizuka Ogasawara with her jito eyes, Shizuka Ogasawara smiles distorting her trembling lips, telling her to sweat on her cheeks. The smile was convulsing.

"I couldn't believe it until I saw it with this eye. I can't believe the harp goes up into a man's room. I thought Tatsuya tortured me."

When I heard Shizuka Ogasawara's words, my body reacted with a pikun.

You think he was scattered?

When Chilari and Makoto Ogasawara look at him, he still laughs naggingly as he swims his eyes.

I know you heard Shizuka Ogasawara, but he doesn't look concerned.

As he stroked his chest down, he glanced at his back with his eyes.

"Watch your language. I don't know what to say or what's wrong with you, kid.

"Please shut up. You don't talk. Hey, Jinqin, is this guy that important? Then I'll take it from you. I'll kill you right in front of your eyes."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who stared at me with the kind of eyes he was going to shoot, gleefully pressed the blade of the cutter that was addressed to his neck muscle. Then he asked Makoto Ogasawara with a nigga and a grin.

Obviously provoking. I mean, he's still a kid bitch, he's too retarded.

You think you're gonna kill me? You don't have the guts to do that. You only have one mouth.

"Kill me if you want to. I'll never mind. I don't care. Hey, Ogasawara, what happened? Did someone come here?

"Hey, hey!?

When I threw the word away at the idiot behind me, I put my body forward ghoulishly. Tickling pain runs from the neck muscle because of it.

"Oh, Ethereum, please don't move, my neck is decapitated, I'm bleeding."

Makoto Ogasawara, who looked like my neck had been cut off and panicked, hurried to reach for my neck.

"Shut the fuck up, man. It doesn't matter. If you're an idiot in the back, leave him alone. I'm not going to kill you anyway. Yeah, I don't have the guts to kill people. I'm just a kid."

Yes, while telling Makoto Ogasawara, he grabbed the hand stretched out at me.

I don't care if my neck is cut off. I don't care about that. The problem is that Makoto Ogasawara is trying to hide something from me.

Makoto Ogasawara, who looked at me, laughed like she was dyed and lit up her cheeks.

"I knew Aoi was Aoi. I knew Aoi had decided to meet Shizuka, and I thought she was okay now. Because there's nothing impossible about Aoi."

Makoto Ogasawara laughs happily when he says that.

"Apparently, something bad didn't happen. But what are you hiding? What can't you tell me?

"It's not a bad thing. But I can't tell you. Because I promised."

"Promise? With whom?"

"So I can't tell you. I can't tell you the answer."

"What the hell?"

It's unnatural for Makoto Ogasawara to hide something from me. There are many questions about Makoto Ogasawara, but that's because I don't listen. Perhaps he'll answer if I ask.

Makoto Ogasawara is hiding something from me like that. And I say the answer is that I can't say it. What do you mean?

So you're telling me that your promise to the Soviets has more effect than my question?

"Hey! What is it? You are! I'm putting a cutter blade on my neck muscle. Yikes! He's out and bleeding! Yet!"

Crazy screaming stained voices rose from behind.

Tickling pain I feel from my neck muscles. Shizuka Ogasawara's hand is shaking with a blurb, so I guess the blade of the cutter is eating in.

It's broken, but it's a thin piece of skin. The cutter doesn't cut so well when pressed. Because I can cut it by pulling it off.

Besides, if Shizuka Ogasawara cut my throat open with a bass, I'm not going to say anything like this. If they slit my throat the most, I'd lose my voice.

I'm the one who brought him into the room. And I didn't expect this to happen. I was only thinking about having you two meet.

So even if my throat was slit, I'm just saying my thoughts were sweet. I'm just saying I couldn't read Shizuka Ogasawara's thoughts. What could not have been prevented was my fall, and Shizuka Ogasawara had no fall whatsoever.

"I'll really kill you. Yo!

"So if you want to kill me, you're telling me to kill you. If you want to do it, do it yourself. This is not the place to be. Your sister is hiding something from me. That's what I don't care about. Very frustrating."

"Haha, Mr. Aoi's frustration is a sign of concern. Senior foster school said. Which means you care about me, right? Hmm, I'm glad."

"Shut up, you idiot, the quality of the concern I think you're concerned about is different, you idiot"

He reached for Makoto Ogasawara, whose face turned bright red and a full grin, and grabbed his shoulder and drew him forcefully. And gently eats the head punch.

"Ahhh!? It hurts."

Makoto Ogasawara looks happy as he mops his forehead with his hand, saying it doesn't look painful for what he's saying.

Apparently Makoto Ogasawara has noticed as well. That idiot in the back can't kill me.

And how can you calm down Makoto Ogasawara? There's a cutter blade on my neck. I don't know what I'm talking about, but you should be worried.

"Shit, I'll kill you. Yo! I'm really gonna kill you.

A trembling scream echoes indoors, and there is strength in the cutter's blade, which is addressed to my neck muscle.

Makoto Ogasawara stares at the sight just a little worried. I seem to be worried.

"Ogasawara, I'm not sure, but you largely understand why. I also generally understand why the idiot in the back is doing something stupid. I generally understand why that happened. I mean, someone taught you that. But I can't tell you who taught you. Is that what you're saying?

"That's Aoi, you're absolutely right"

Makoto Ogasawara nods loudly at my speculation. I see. Is that what you mean?

Makoto Ogasawara trusts the person who gave him the information. And they're stopping me from knowing who that person is.

As far as I can tell, there's only two people I can think of.

If it was inside, Makoto Ogasawara would honestly confess to me. That's why it can't be inside.

Then there will be one left. And if you say that the person gave information to Makoto Ogasawara, you can also nod that Makoto Ogasawara will really believe it.

If it is more influential enough to seal the mouth of Makoto Ogasawara.

"There's only one of you..."

Not again, damn it. I thought you left, but you stayed.

But if you think about it, naturally. My brother gave me the USB memory to threaten me, but at the same time, he should have considered the possibility of burning me.

My brother couldn't get to those thoughts because he thought he'd gone home and because he had a huge amount of information at once.

"Eh heh, I'm sorry. If you think about the future, I thought it would be more convenient to sell it honestly."

Makoto Ogasawara, laughing naggingly with a bright red face, says that as he swims his eyes to hide his hindsight.

Future? Convenient? Oh, my God.

"What are you talking about, you?

"Huh? No, so you're not the one who will be my brother-in-law in the future. I'm determined to get a better deal if they like me. That's right, Aoi doesn't seem to have a head up for your brother, either, and if you can be on my side, it's a hundred manpower! I also got some more pictures. Your brother is a good man!

Makoto Ogasawara, who leaned over to me, shrugged and tightened his expression, perplexing about that secret person he shouldn't have said.

Hey, didn't I have to hide it?

"Ogasawara, I'm telling you the answer, don't you have to keep it a secret..."

"Ah!? Without the present! He wasn't your brother. So!

"Nothing - but... you're a real idiot"

I said something about that secret man I shouldn't have told you, and I held Makoto Ogasawara tight in a hurry and panic.

What has happened with Sasaki in the past? That has nothing to do with me. I'm not even going to ask.

But there is no doubt that you have a hard past. Yet he, this idiot, laughs.

"Don't move. I'm telling you! I'm really gonna kill you.

Oh, I forgot, speaking of which, there was a kid bitch.

Shizuka Ogasawara stared at me as she looked behind her chills on the side, rattling and trembling with a blue face, dripping her tears and sniffles.

I'll kill you. I'll kill you. I can't kill you. But it would be time to limit it. No matter how much incitement you make, things don't go the way the kid bitch thinks.

Did you think that if you poked a cutter at my neck in front of Makoto Ogasawara, Makoto Ogasawara would be dramatically elevated?

If it weren't for that secret guy's hand-wound I shouldn't have told you, or it could have been.

But I guess I didn't. Makoto Ogasawara is an idiot who really thinks I can handle it under any circumstances.

Then we have to do something.

Before that, there's only one thing I need to check with Makoto Ogasawara.

"Answer only one thing. Now, it hurts a lot to have a cutter blade on my neck, but why are you so calm?

"Huh? Because that's..."

Makoto Ogasawara distracted himself from my inquiry. You mean you don't want to tell me.

Well, I can almost imagine.

To say that my brother is here is likely to be planning something indoors. Makoto Ogasawara, who knows that, knows that even the worst can be avoided, so I feel like I can afford it.

"Please don't! Zhenqin! You think I can't do this? I've been taking everything from you. Yikes!? I don't want to be robbed anymore."

At the same time as the scream-stained scream echoed indoors, the blade of the cutter, addressed to the neck muscle, was pressed hard at the end. Grab that blurb and trembling hand with gutter.

What's going to kill you? I know you're saying do it if you want to. You're only barking at scumbags you can't even do.

There's nothing wrong with that. He hopes to be killed at the hands of Makoto Ogasawara.

When did you come up with such a cliché? When you met me, or when you tried to throw yourself under a cliff?

Either way, he didn't want to apologize to his sister. Whatever they told me, all they thought about was dying.

And my sister was dependent on me, and she plotted to use it.

Something I felt when I first saw Shizuka Ogasawara. Carrappo's eyes like he's giving up everything.

Shizuka Ogasawara was strangely exalted while he was on his way here, perhaps because he thought it would soon be easier.

My sister will grieve if she dies herself. Then she wants to make it easier with her sister's hands.

Keh, you're such a big idiot.

"It's your brother - someone said it. Shizuka said all she needed was to scold you. But I can't. So..."

Makoto Ogasawara, who kept it from me, pulled it away.

"I'm sorry I counted on you for anything. Regards, Aoi and Shizuka"

Makoto Ogasawara, seated on the floor, lowered his head deeply as he put his hands on the floor.

"Huh, I don't have the muscle to tell you. I just do what I want."

Standing up, I lift Shizuka Ogasawara's wrist, which I was grasping.

Shizuka Ogasawara, looking up at me with a blue face, overflowed her tears from the black, large eyes that tended to catch her eyes, trembling as she rattled her teeth.

That's what you said. No one ever scolded me.

Ogasawara, say my name.

Shizuka Ogasawara lifted Shizuka Ogasawara's wrist further and asked Makoto Ogasawara as he watched Shizuka Ogasawara distort his face in pain.

"It's a legendary castle island!

When I saw Chirali and Makoto Ogasawara, Makoto Ogasawara, with his face up, was staring at me with a full smile. The eyes sparkle and the heart mark floats.

You heard about the legendary castle island from all over it. He blew something extra into Makoto Ogasawara.

Well, just fine, it's been a long time since I've had the perfect opportunity to let both idiots know how bad I am. Fear and fight for too much awesomeness.

"You know what I mean. Yes, I'm the legendary villain, Castle Island. Shizuka Ogasawara, you have no luck. If I don't like it, I won't tolerate it."

Tighten the wrist you're grabbing as you say it to its limit. That opened Shizuka Ogasawara's hand, which had been gripped, and the cutter fell to the floor.

In a little villain who freaks out just by cutting a slice of thin skin, there's no point in beating this me, you idiot.

I grinned and shook my right hand up with Shizuka Ogasawara's wrist lifted with my left hand. I shook down that shaken right hand vigorously.

My palm captures Shizuka Ogasawara's cheek and punches it straight through. Shizuka Ogasawara's face jumping. A dry, sad sound echoed indoors.

Shizuka Ogasawara, whose wrist is grabbed by me and lifted to its limit, has managed to have her toes on the floor. That was almost a hanging.

Shizuka Ogasawara, whose face is distorted, is shaking her neck small and sideways because her relentlessly tucked cheeks are red and swollen, unable to withstand the pain.

"I'm sorry, but you can't hear me. I can't apologize. Bad boys are punished."

Shizuka Ogasawara's body trembles in her shaken hand again. There was an obvious fright in his eyes.

A relentlessly shaken down palm captures Shizuka Ogasawara's cheek and strikes out.

Shizuka Ogasawara, in a suspended state, causes his body to bow and scream.

"Hmm? You can't hear me, I'm sorry, but can't you tell me? Or are you just a kid bitch who doesn't even know what to say?

Shizuka Ogasawara's expression was dyed and cut with fear in her hands shaken up without getting her hair in between.

rattling and trembling bodies and liquids that transmit white thighs. Seems to have leaked a lot of pain and fear.

"Come on, you're a junior high and you're taking a leak. This is why the kid bitch is in trouble."

Shizuka Ogasawara, who follows my hand up with her gaze, can't even scream anymore, shriveled with beeping and teeth, trembling its little body.

Totally pitiful. Have you broken your heart yet? Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara are still laughing. However, I don't intend to slap Makoto Ogasawara or Ryokanaka.

"Ogasawara, don't you have to stop me? You're my precious sister, aren't you?

Seeing Shizuka Ogasawara trembling, he asked Makoto Ogasawara with a grin.

But, well, I'm not willing to stop you when you tell me to.

"It's okay. Because I'm Aoi."

Makoto Ogasawara looks up at me with his front seat on the floor. The hands placed on those thighs were tightly clenched and tears accumulated in the black, big eyes staring at me.

You want to stop it. Because my dear sister is bored and suffering from pain and fear in front of me. But you also understand that it doesn't make sense if you help.

You can give up a hundred steps and ask me nothing about poking a cutter's blade in my neck. But Shizuka Ogasawara tried to get away with it, which he shouldn't do the most.

I won't die myself, so I'll make my sister resent herself and kill her. Who would be saved that way? Shizuka Ogasawara is alone.

It's too selfish an idea. But I don't know. With the octagonal blockage, I can understand your desire to escape. But hey, you're gonna throw a round at my sister after all.

Love and hatred is called back-to-back, but even though it's a ciscon, there's more to it.

"He told me to do it myself as much as wipe my ass. Hmm? Ass? Ass, right..."

I tried to wave my hand up and came up with something there.

Releasing Shizuka Ogasawara's wrist, which was pulling up, Shizuka Ogasawara, who was suspended, collapsed on the spot. And he is holding his red, swollen cheeks by his hand, leaking a whimper as he trembles.

Can't you stop the leaked piss, or there was a water reservoir on the floor where Shizuka Ogasawara was sitting?

"I'm sorry, I can't hear you."

When I grabbed Shizuka Ogasawara's head like that, I pushed him down forward. And when I grab my uniform skirt, I pull it up.

Shizuka Ogasawara, who can't even resist, just leaks a whimper with her butt poked up while being knocked down by foreboding.

He rolled up such a skirt of Shizuka Ogasawara and relentlessly pulled down his white underwear.

Two white-sized hills that become dewy. Unlike Makoto Ogasawara and Makoto Ogasawara, that underdeveloped ass seems meaty and firm.

"Bad boy's treatment is a butt pencil."

Grab Shizuka Ogasawara's hips with your left hand and place your left knee between your floating belly and the floor. When he fixed his butt so it wouldn't fall off like that, he shook up his right hand.

"Unlike your face, this one really doesn't need forgiveness."

As he raised his voice to sound like Shizuka Ogasawara, he waved down his palm with momentum.

"Hih!

A grieving cry woods indoors with a resounding dry sound.

White butt as snow was dyed vermilion as red leaves only where it had been slapped.

"I'm sorry, but you can't hear me, it's not over till I hear you"

My hand I can shake up. Shizuka Ogasawara trembles when she feels it.

An undeveloped ass waves and leaves red on the vermilion of hands that are relentlessly shaken down.

It is not a hobby to excite a woman to obey violence. Unless it's a setup.

I know how he feels. He wants me to scold him.

Other manners that are just gentle. Loneliness as if you were the only one left behind.

Like there was no place for Makoto Ogasawara, there was no place for him either.

Aren't you worthy of scolding yourself? Are you a person who cares so much that you don't have to scold him?

The image of the scolded sister must have been dazzling.

Thirsty sounds that echo indoors and a scream that is boring or thin in pain.

Shizuka Ogasawara will certainly not apologize. He is biting to be scolded, even as he endures the pain.

What he was looking for was a scolding presence.

Shizuka Ogasawara sprays her piss into too much intense pain, leaking screams and whimpers, but still doesn't try to beg forgiveness.

"Shizuka, I'm an unimaginable villain, and my personality is so distorted that I can't fix it, it won't break any more."

That's right, he shouts up and slaps Shizuka Ogasawara's ass relentlessly.

An underdeveloped ass dyed so vermilion that there is no longer a white part. Shizuka Ogasawara, who cramps backwards whenever she slaps that red swollen ass, squirts her piss with screams.

Being slapped in the same place would be an unimaginable pain.

Still don't beg for forgiveness. A distorted face ruined by an extinct beautiful girl. Tears overflowing from those fish-eyed, black, big eyes.

Half punishment makes no sense. If he feels guilty, he will blame himself again. Because I knew that, I couldn't do anything about Makoto Ogasawara.

But I'm not. Because I'm an animal scoundrel with no emotional shards.

Makoto Ogasawara, who is sitting in the front seat, weeping and chewing his lower lip, is watching us upright without distracting himself.

My sister is punished in front of my sister, who even wanted me to kill her with that hand.

A sister who screams, squirts piss, but never begs forgiveness.

To punish means to bear the sin. If you push me through all of that, my weak sister will be released from the curse of her sister.

Not at all troublesome, but, well, I'm a big villain, so it's not a question of carrying the sin. On the contrary, the more sin you carry, the more beat you are as a great villain.

For me like that, it's about as before breakfast as a butt slap.