Bishoujo wo Jouzu ni Nikubenki ni Suru Houhou

Run through the station campus with the hands of the kid bitch.

"Looks like we're on a date!

Rather than say run, the kid bitch being dragged by me is pale in the back with words. It's not the face I enjoy dating.

I guess I'm pretty confused or moving because I put myself in the immaculate space of my brother and Makoto.

"I had a soft cream. Go! The beef tongue ate. Go!

Kid bitch who says there's no context. Are you refusing to think and trying to calm down your moving feelings by spitting out what you see in your sight as words?

Perhaps it can be described as wisdom for small animals without fangs to survive.

"I love Makoto! I love you brother! Your brother's brother's brother is scared!

And I'm talking about what I thought.

I don't know if people talk like that on the campus of a hissing station, and then when they're calm, they're driven by shame and bored.

We arrive at the ticket gate and look around as we bounce our breath. Then he ran over to the ticket machine and bought two tickets. When I squeeze that admission ticket and run out again, I pass the ticket gate.

"Phew."

The kid bitch being dragged by me whirled his eyes out and raised his out-of-the-box voice.

It's depressing, but there's no reason to throw it away. If I leave the kid bitch alone right now, the stare between my brother and Makoto will stay burned in the back of my brain, and I may get traumatized.

I let you get over the trauma because of it, but if you create a new trauma, it doesn't make sense.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa, whoa.

I stopped running and was dragged down, but the kid who was running stopped running completely.

Gakun and feeling the weight, and tongue pounding as he looks sideways at the kid bitch being dragged by the cheats.

I said I don't have time. If we don't hurry, your sister may be erased from my brother.

"I'll buy you a soft and beef tongue lunch box later, so good luck!

"Murray."

Speaking as he ran, he returned the words of refusal with a crisp instant response.

"Damn, sisters, it's time to take care of them."

Without stopping, he grabbed the kid bitch's wrist and pulled him hard to pull the kid bitch floating through the air, holding him back.

"Wah, I saw the amusement park."

The kid bitch who was whirling his eyes laughed naggingly at me for holding him and said that.

I'll throw it away. You, you're not playing.

But, no matter how light the kid bitch is, it's honestly tough to hold each person and run.

Muscle pain is confirmed tomorrow.

He ran down the escalator and down to the departure home on the Shinkansen.

The meeting was supposed to be in front of the ticket at 10: 00. I can't check my watch because I'm about to hold a kid bitch at the moment, but it's probably after 9: 00.

I thought that Shinkansen would arrive around 9: 30 after meeting at 10: 00, but the arrival of Shinkansen was reflected at 8: 30 on the electronic message board informing me of the departure of the train I saw when I passed the ticket gate. He arrived on the Shinkansen at 8: 30 while in foster care because he was wearing it at 10: 15.

The guy in foster care, he thought he'd be annoying me if he arrived early, and he was gonna wait till 10: 00.

If I had arrived late in foster care, I would have never seen the leading mahjong in foster care. But Rikanaka had arrived earlier than expected.

If I had known, I might have been able to stop True Harp's rampage, but my awareness in foster care went behind my back.

He was not near the ticket slot during foster care, so he went down to the home for now. If I hadn't been at home, I would have searched the station campus and the department stores that accompanied the station for smudges, but on second thought, it was a story I would have had to contact on my phone.

Apparently, I, too, was feeling more upset than I thought. Then you can't fool a kid bitch.

But there is no need to reflect. I was able to find the person I was looking for.

"Ha, ha - I want to break True Harp's heart..."

Stopped, I whine alone, letting my breath bounce.

I saw the girl sitting in the chair installed on the platform and quickly understood what True Harp thought.

The girl, dressed in a uniform unfamiliar to this city, had a cream coloured cardigan woven from the top of that uniform.

Cardigans alone will be tough to outrun the cold in this cold sky. But the girl looked to the front with perseverance.

As if to say I don't care about the cold or anything.

Chestnut hair was wrapped in one behind her, and her tender, tinted eyes dwelt in a strong light. And the cream-colored cardigan that was woven was worn out.

Appliques were sewn all over the place, and they still couldn't make up for all the rubbed off parts, and they were finally stretched out.

There's no reason to forget. It's a cardigan I bought while I was in foster care before my mother fell.

- It's so warm because your mother's thoughts are so packed.

That said, rubbing it off or drilling a hole, but Foster continued to wear that cardigan.

The mother, who collapsed due to overwork, had nothing else to say about her life. But if I went inside, there would have been a fear that I might lose my mother.

For such a foster care, the cardigan may have been the mother herself.

And even after her mother was discharged, the cardigan continued to be special to foster care.

Coming to this city wearing that cardigan is an expression of the mood in foster care as it is.

Worn out cardigans that are more important than life. That's like a white outfit for foster care. That's all I was prepared for, and I came to this city.

Zhenqin spotted that readiness in foster care, and broke his heart.

I can't help it. I can't do it if you tell me not to break my heart.

If you look at that cardigan and those eyes, it's natural that you can't say anything.

Take a few deep breaths and get your breath ready. When I saw the kid bitch I was about to hold, I was still letting my eyes whirl and laughing naggingly.

I brought a little kid bitch here, but when I thought about it, it was convenient. Anyway, kid bitch is the starting point of this problem and the culprit.

It would be easy to explain something while showing the person in foster care.

Breathing neatly and breathing heavily again, he slowly walked out.

One step, one more step and one more step toward fostering.

As I sat in the chair and stared at the front, Rikanaka turned her gaze toward me, feeling the signs of people.

His colored eyes are opened.

"Mr. Castle Island!

Momentum stood up, and the nursery ran towards me, keeping the luggage I had left in the next chair.

"Mr. Castle Island! Great! I'm so glad you're safe!

As she rushes toward me without even shaking her side eyes, she bursts into tears in her eyes and raises her voice.

He said, "You think I'm gonna die?

I leaked my sigh and groaned as I stared inside running.

When I say that I'm worried about my safety, you predict that I may be in danger.

It was obvious. When I go into action without waiting in foster care.

But for that, I only wore an e-mail once from foster care. Just an email telling them you were coming over today two days ago.

I don't think it would be surprising if you were looking through an e-mail like, "Don't go into action alone." No, if you were in the middle of it, you would have texted me.

That's odd.

"I knew I was safe, but I couldn't feel safe until I actually saw it with these eyes..."

I thought it was going to jump, but you noticed you were about to hold the kid bitch, and the sudden stop in front of me loosened his expression like a whoop.

"Wow, is this the Shizuka? I don't think the pictures are bad, but the real thing is such a pretty girl that she really leaks her sigh."

I knew you were safe. Not until you actually see it with this eye. Photography. Physical.

I heard the words in foster care and was still convinced that it was so.

Someone was circulating information inside. Speaking of whom, then there will only be one.

My brother used his presence in foster care to incite me. He tried to push me around by pretending that he was in danger. And the prospect succeeded.

But Inner Chung worried about me and thought enough about coming here sooner than planned. When that happens, there's a chance that kid bitches will come into contact with foster care before I go into action. Then there could have been madness in my brother's muscle writing.

In order to prevent that, he would have flowed my information through foster care and reassured me. That's why I haven't heard from inside either. If you think about it, you can be convinced.

Brother, you are still amazing. But let me just say one thing. Are college students that free?

"Is that it? What about Makoto? You made up with Shizuka, didn't you?

I was dyeing my cheeks and watching the kid bitch, and when I looked up, as I remembered, I was looking around with a chirp.

"It's the true harp..."

"Look, look. This is really a beautiful girl and sister, isn't it? Makoto laughed so much."

He blocked my words and took my phone out of the cardigan's pocket, and when he manipulated it, he turned to me and showed me the screen.

What was on that screen were Makoto and Kickbitch with their cheeks against each other and a piece sign. We were both laughing innocently.

Did your brother send you? It's a sham, even though it's meant to reassure people in foster care and curb their behavior.

Well, that kind of attention to detail is the difference between sweet stuffing and me.

"Wow, that's good, both of you. If I had two lovely sisters like you, I wouldn't have a sister."

Turn the screen you were showing me back to yourself, hands on your cheeks and laughing in a fuzzy way.

Hmm? Wait, the current image, isn't it weird?

It was a self-portrait in position. In other words, it was taken on the phone of a real harp or a kid bitch. Did your brother send that inside?

Impossible, but honestly...

"In foster care, who sent you that image?

"Huh? It's Makoto?

The inside answers my query in a proper way.

Jin-qin sent you?

"What about my information? Didn't your brother let you know?

"Huh? Oh, yeah, Soichiro even wore an email, but it's mostly Makoto, right? He sent me every day and every day. This is what Castle Island said today, he did this, he said this happened."

The harp? Did Makoto send it every day?

I was stunned to hear what he said in foster care. Is it true that Makoto, who was so relieved, emailed him every day to reassure him of his foster care?

That idiot rubbed his heart off until he did that.

"Hey, haha, Makoto will do it too"

Bikiri and blue muscles emerge at the temples of the foster care, which he grinned nicely as he looked at the screen of his phone.

"This. Come on, besides the purpose of reassuring me, I'm telling you not to come around to me. If you're there, Mr. Castle Island will be fine, so don't worry about pulling into the area."

That's what I said and raised my face. The foster care gave me a nigga and a black grin.

"I messed with Aoi today. Aoi has been forcing me. I'm in trouble. Huh. Because. hahaha......"

As I read through the contents of the email as I looked at the screen on my phone, I laughed at the snare.

"You're not just bragging about this. No! They sell fights, don't they!? Besides, Makoto, don't call Mr. Castle Island Mr. Castle Island, he's calling you Aoi!? Even I'm calling my last name!

During foster care, which turns your smile around, squeeze your phone tightly.

Forced, well, I did, but he was telling you that inside? I just think they do sell fights.

"I thought Mr. Castle Island was safe because of you! If anything happened to Mr. Castle Island, you wouldn't be getting these romance texts. Shh! But it's kind of annoying! We took a bath together. Or we slept together. You don't have to bother texting me about that!

I snorted silently in my anger.

Well, yeah, you know, that's annoying. Rikanaka, you're right.

"But thanks to Makoto's email, I found the answer to what I've been thinking."

"Ah?"

Rikanaka, whose face was bright red and angry, suddenly quenched that anger and smiled softly.

"Why did Mr. Jojima leave me? Are you gone without telling me anything? What am I missing? That's all I've been thinking about. But when I met Makoto, and I saw this email, I realized it. Mr. Castle didn't leave me because I had something missing."

Zui stepped out and stuffed herself inside, inadvertently lagging behind.

"I was desperate. To be the kind of girl that matches Mr. Castle Island. To be the kind of girl Mr. Castle Island would recognize. To be the kind of girl who doesn't pull Mr. Castle Island's legs. I tried to be a good boy. I tried to be honest. I tried to be submissive. But it wasn't. It wasn't."

Further inside stepping out, its pale eyes are shaking as if the flames were burning violently.

"It doesn't have to be enough. It's okay if it's incomplete. We can support each other because we don't have enough. It's incomplete, so we can make it up to each other. That's why we need each other. That's why I can be where I am. I finally figured that out."

When I stopped, during foster care, I started unbuttoning the cardigan about what I thought.

"Thanks to Makoto for realizing that. That's why I appreciate it. But I noticed. I can't pull it off. You can never pull it off."

During foster care, when you unbuttoned all the cardigan while staring at me, you then unbuttoned the blazer. And he also unbuttoned the white blouse he was wearing in it one after the other.

Rich swelling exposed and underwear covering it. And smooth complexion like white magnet.

What are you thinking? I don't understand what you're saying, but I don't understand what you're doing.

Here, you're going to go bare on the Shinkansen platform and even have fun with exposure? That's not how it works. That's right. I'll pull it, too.

Ignoring my thoughts like that and unhooking the tartan check skirt, I expose my lower abdomen when I slack that skirt down. And I gently put my hand there.

"When I left home, I told my stepfather and my mother. Here, in me, you told me you'd never go home again until you accommodated Mr. Castle Island's child."

"... what?

As I rubbed my lower abdomen with my hands and said something flat and uninterrupted, I accidentally raised my dumb voice.

"I thought you'd scold me for saying something stupid, but your father-in-law and grandmother, okay, do it! He told me."

"Yes?"

During the foster care I was stroking my lower abdomen, I laughed nicely as I raised my face. What are you talking about? What are you talking about?

Makoto left school voluntarily.

"Ha!?

Voluntary expulsion from Makoto, huh? Voluntary expulsion, huh!?

Wait, wait, you quit voluntarily? Makoto? Makoto, right? Besides, you're the student chairman, right? It's like the future was promised, isn't it? You quit.

Ha!?

"And Mr. Castle Island is going to take the high school integration exam. I'm done with the process."

"Ha ha!?

Wait, wait, wait, wait, wait. Why are you telling me you're in the process? It's only been a week or so since I've seen you in foster care in two years, right? And yet, there's such a silly thing as having voluntarily dropped out of Makoto and taken our high school entrance exam. - Ah.

Could it be...

"Last time I saw you, I told you, didn't I? Soichiro came to Makoto before he heard from Mr. Castle Island."

During the foster care I laughed niggardly, my eyes darkened.

Said so. Speaking of which, I heard that.

Brother, were you going to send foster care to this city from the beginning?

"I don't like Soichiro, but Soichiro seems to like me. It'll be easier to handle than Makoto, he's obedient to Mr. Castle Island, and he's clever. Even as Makoto, the student chairman didn't look good about voluntarily dropping out of school, but if they gave you Castle Island's name, you'd have to nod, wouldn't you?

He said that and leaned his neck inside without looking bad.

If I do use my parents' names, most things will go through. But my dad hates saying that. But my brother wouldn't talk about it. If it was for me, I'd do something black.

"Besides, if you try Cherry Blossom Peak, where Mr. Jojima is going, if Kasei Mausoleum's student chairman is transferred, he will raise his hand and accept it. Besides, Toichiro Castle Island gave me a big heartbeat. Surprisingly, I can't stop talking about it."

With her complexion and lower abdomen exposed, she laughs uncontrollably during foster care with a piece sign next to her cheek.

I couldn't help but remember to dizzy with a smile that seemed so retarded that I didn't think I was the former student chairman of Makoto.

"You don't..."

The words I poked out didn't matter.

Brother, when did you take in our high school principal?

No, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait, wait.

"Sa, you're in foster care... and you, my mother, liked me so much, didn't you?

"Ugh!

Inside nodding loudly, I could see why my mother suddenly came to this city and why.

As far as I can tell, my father and I don't know each other. But my mother and I have met in foster care several times. Even so, I didn't call the foster school home, to the extent that we had a conversation on a class visit to the school.

And I remember my mother insisting that Mr. Foster Chung was such a lovely, lovely girl.

My mother's boy, was he the soul and gall to bring me back to my parents' house to feed me in foster care?

"But don't get me wrong, okay? Because it was my will to leave Makoto. Mr. Ethereal just helped me. I decided to go after Mr. Castle Island by my will."

When I said that, I looked straight at me, and there was no stray eye in the nursery.

I quit Makoto. And he moved into our high school. I'd like to ask you if you're serious, but I'm sure you're serious.

"So I won't go home until I'm pregnant. And instead of Mr. Aeon going back to his parents' house, I was going to live next to Mr. Castle Island's room. If I'm in your way, why don't you just let me get pregnant? Oh, oh, yes."

When he jumped, his hands tangled in my right arm, and his uniform kicked him in the skin and pressed his busty chest against my arm, laughing.

You want me to live next door? Wasn't that room your brother's base of action?

Maybe, maybe, you know, for when foster care was concerned about that, you've been securing it from the beginning?

Ha, no way, no way......

"Ha? Brother?

As I lost my words and stood stunned, I heard voices from below.

When I lowered my gaze, the kid bitch, whose consciousness had finally returned to normal, was staring at me with his slightly wandering eyes.

"Brother, did you hold Shizuka or maybe fall in love with Shizuka?

With my fingers attached to my lips, I learned an unspeakable intention to kill the kid bitch who looked at me with a stream as he colored his pop cheeks into peaches.

This is it as soon as my consciousness returns to the scum where my consciousness has been buzzing with laughter until now.

Can I punch you? Can I hit him?

"Yaho, Shizuka, nice to meet you. This is Rikatsu, who came to cage Aoi's child. Nice to meet you."

A little peek in the face, the foster care waves a smile towards the kid bitch and greets him. But the contents are deep and unmatched by a loving smile.

You don't say to the first person you meet, to cage or anything, normally.

"To?"

The kid bitch, who is suddenly called out and doesn't have an understanding chasing him, looks into foster care with his eyes pointed.

"Shit, there's a crazy bitch!?

And when I turned my face bright red, it rumbled out jittery.

You must have been surprised to see the uniform you're wearing and Bryce unbuttoned and the foster care you're exposed to.

Well, yeah, don't be surprised, then.

"Ha!? Inside!? Then this crazy bitch is Senior foster school!?

"Yeah, this crazy bitch is Senior Foster Chung."

Inside he answers with a smile and a laugh to the kid bitch who can't hide his upset.

"And that's a good reaction. Makoto's sister, so I was wondering what kind of kid she was, but maybe she's an outgoing normal kid? When you react like this, you want to make fun of me."

Niyari laughed in foster care, fingering the cheeks of Tung and the kid bitch.

"Ha!? I can't eat! Shizuka doesn't taste good if you eat it!

Did the black grin in the foster care look like a predator, Bikun and the shivering kid bitch are rambling to dive into my nostalgia.

It's not a kangaroo, so there's no place you can dive in.

"Ha!? Brother, what's true harp!? What happened to the harp?

"Ah!"

I raised my voice to the kid bitch who stopped rumbling and raised his voice, too.

That's right, Makoto, Makoto will be erased by my brother.

It wasn't if I was playing here.

"Heh? What's wrong with Makoto? I was so wary that you were sending me such disgusting texts that I thought you'd jump at me one of these days."

Knowing nothing, the foster caretaker showed a bare gesture of tightening his face and alerting his surroundings.

"Makoto's already seen you! So he broke his heart and tried to escape! He can't even hear me right now! The only thing that arrives is inside, your voice!

When he raised his voice and inquired that way towards the foster home, the foster home blinked his eyes properly.

"Yes?"

And lean your neck.

"No, so that idiot tried to pull himself off on his own! But I can't! Now he can't live on his own. In short, I don't know what to do! I know enough to ask you to be out of line! But I dare you! I need your help!

As I tilted my neck and solidified, and listened to my desperate questioning, Rikanaka blinked her pussy and eyelid, and her eyes softly sharpened.

"Makoto? Huh? Why are you calling me names? Why are you calling me away? I was just away for a few days, why are you so distant?

Only my heart hurries as I squeal in my bosom looking at me with my jito eyes.

"If you care about that now, don't worry!

"I don't care, I don't care very much"

Oh, shit, I'm telling you we don't have time.

"Broke your heart? Look at me? Mr. Castle Island is calling me by name? Heh, heh."

Jito, whining with a bump in his eyes, fostered his blue muscles up in his vivid temples.

"I get it. Then I'll thoroughly break that heart until it's completely skinless so as not to bother Mr. Castle Island again."

With his blues raised on his temples, the kid bitch rattled and trembled in foster care with a nibbly, black grin.

Lowering her gaze, the teary-eyed kid bitch pales her face and has a look on my chest.

Koitsu, you're really freaking out for getting a good attitude towards your brother. He's like a sitting dog. Please don't leak your piss.

When you exhale and take your gaze off the kid bitch, you look up and look in foster care. He was raising blue muscles in his temples, but he said, "Okay.” That is to say, I took it.

"Oh, do whatever you want"

"Well, I'll let you do whatever you want."

Pussy turned away in the foster care, his face flashed and his tongue tongued.

Inside the way I've made up my mind about everything, but it can't be that easy to change the contents. No, you can't change it if you want to.

"You don't pull yourself off on your own, that's not how you win and run. If we're going to do this together, it doesn't make sense unless you're Makoto, who's in perfect condition."

Inside whining about such a thing with my gaze distracted from me.

That's what he ends up like in foster care.

"Okay, then hurry up!

"I can't help it!

In response to my call, Nakanaka, who should have been completely rotten, replies well. And then I ran out, and then I ran out of foster care.