Genocide Reality

Going up from the bath, the room was dim and everyone was asleep.

I guess I'm tired of a lot of things today.

The outside world peeking through the curtains is also completely at night.

Pour water into the cup from the water drain provided and try to turn the smartphone on with a fuzzy concern. The time was just around 7: 30 p.m.

The radio waves still don't arrive, but I also think the time is almost synchronized with the scenery.

I tried to find the four corners of the room, but the outlet just didn't seem to exist, so I can't charge it, so I won't be able to use it eventually.

I turned off my smartphone and put it in my rucksack. Probably never again, I thought I would ever use a smartphone.

I drank water for a breath and I felt tired too.

"Well, let's get some sleep"

He went in the open bed and stayed put for a while. Someone came inside the duvet with Gossogoso.

Someone, or only Kumiko Kujo (lottery cucumber) is here.

"Oh, I woke you up."

"That would normally wake up. I'm tired, so I need to sleep."

"It's only when you're tired that a boy's lower body gets better"

"Where do you get that kind of knowledge?"

I can't help but tell the bitch.

Uh, you know, you'd say I bought it in a crappy magazine anyway. I don't even want to hear about the fact that there are quite a few porn articles in magazines for high teens.

"Hey, let's do it"

While that was good, I felt Kumiko take off her gown in bed.

Before I took my bra off, I held my hand trying to stop it.

"Stop it, at a time like this"

"Oh, I wonder if this is the time."

So I laugh couscous in my ear as I take off my gown with my hand. Kumiko had already removed her bra.

Kumiko's gentle skin feel and sweet hair smell awaken my memory.

The first thing I remember was when I hugged Kumiko.

It was over three months ago.

Still enrolled in high school and the sun is shallow, was it about late May?

I slept in the shadow of a special classroom in the old school building, spreading my classes to boring classes at a school I didn't even want to come to.

I heard that the old school building, which was used until last year, is due to be demolished in time because it does not meet seismic standards or something.

For the time being, it seems to be used as a warehouse, but no one will ever come during a certain time of class. I even keep the old couch because it's in storage, it was a great place to skip.

When I look up, I am engulfed in the sunlight that plunges through the window, in silence as if the dust is glittering and the time is stopping.

For a short time, forget every trouble and relax alone.

Suddenly I heard the door open, I turned my gaze as I lay asleep wondering who had come to this place at this hour.

I didn't mean to peek or eavesdrop, but I just happened to see it.

The men and women talking are Shuichi Nanami and Kumiko Kujo. Of course, being an honors student in group A, it's not like they're here to skip like me.

Being part of a student council for a year, they may leave classes for the convenience of school events. At the end of the day, I thought it must have come this far.

"Hang out with me, Nanakai-kun"

I heard it and almost blew out lying down on my body so I couldn't find it.

I didn't expect to see two confession scenes famous for their classmates, and beautiful men and women......

"Was that what you said we needed to talk about? If that means you want me to socialize, I'm sorry, but I can't hang out with you."

And he shook me, he shook me!

I held my mouth down desperately with my hands and managed to bite the laughter out of me.

Kumiko didn't think he was going to say no. He had a flashy look, like his soul had fallen out.

Shuichi Nanakai is a beautiful young man (handsome) who also stands out in this school, but even Kumiko is a special beautiful girl.

He's an honorary student who belongs to the same student union, and he's the two that were pasted in the best and second on the transcript of the previous merit test.

Without more suited couples, you'd think they weren't Kumiko. So much so that I even stood up for rumors that we were dating.

Shuichi Nanakai was accustomed to saying a moonlighted no line, "I can't socialize because I have someone else I like," he said.

Kumiko had turned away with a bare gesture that she had always said she could not understand, but when she finally closed her lid she began to spill tears.

Why, that day, Shuichi Nanakai, who was supposed to be a gentle man, left Kumiko crying and walking away?

Why do you think I'm such a pain in the ass for engaging with other people? I thought I'd comfort the poor girl.

Even now I remember, I just think I'm lost.

But somehow, I was a little moved by Kumiko, who was left alone in his room and kept crying without a voice.

It's a shocking sight to see or not see a beautiful girl once in her life, a scene that smashes her pride and pale love heart in an instant.

I was shocked just to watch. Then how hard was Kumiko that person?

While I was invited to laugh at Kumiko's rugged expression, I felt somewhere pathetic and wanted to do something about it.

In front of me watching him sneak up, Kumiko's shoulder tremors, which I can't stop grieving, intensify.

Beautiful tears are endlessly overflowing. Finally, the leaking whimper became more and more intense and reached the point of crying.

"Uhhhhhhh!

I've never seen anyone cry before. A beautiful girl who also contends for one or two in school shook heartily as she screamed as she fisted the floor, with tears drooling from her eyes and a crippled face that ran down to her snot.

I don't care much about pretty girls. But Kumiko was different then.

I can't explain it well, but something was different.

Maybe that's why I've been hiding, but I left to be invited.

"Oh."

"Guzz...... what"

What's "wow," I think to myself.

Kumiko's eyes staring at me with her eyebrow roots clasped in her tears were so big that she was sucked in.

"What, well..."

"Wherever... it is. Did you even look at it?

Kumiko snapped her nose buffingly when she stood up, removing a silk handkerchief from her chest. He blushes to the ear because of intense shame. I'm trying to fix my cheeky face, but I'm not getting it right by taffing it.

Usually Kumiko, a clear honorary student, looks like this.

I felt guilty like I was looking at something I shouldn't, but I also thought this was better. If you think you've been seen embarrassed, it's not a good time to mourn.

Wouldn't it be better to be angry with shame or trembling than crying alone?

If I could console him with anything, I thought it would be better if it wasn't in the pattern.

I deliberately provoked Kumiko because I didn't want to see her cry any more.

"Oh, I've been watching. What an interesting spectacle for an honor student to fail to confess."

"I knew you'd been watching it from the beginning, kiaaaaah!

Kumiko screamed and suddenly jumped at me. I grabbed my uniform collar glitchy and pulled it like that and poked my face all the way through.

She stares at me with her sobbing red, congested eyes.

I couldn't help but look at the power of it.

Yes, this is the woman who just had a strong shock from being shaken by a man right now. Things called women don't know what to do when it comes to hysteria.

No matter how many little girls, it's dangerous if you get into impulsive behavior.

I panicked that it was a failure to incite it.

"No, no, wait. I said I was watching, but if you want me to keep it to myself, nothing, to anyone"

"If you want me to keep it to myself, you're going to hold your weakness and do something obscene to me in this one-minded classroom. You asshole!"

What kind of advice is that?

It would be bad if you told me you were just about to get attacked or something.

"No, no! Don't get me wrong. I tried to comfort you."

"Heh yeah, you're going to be nice to the shaken poor girl and drop it. It's common, isn't it? That kind of clear modus operandi, I guess. You said so, and you're going to do dirty things with me, you pervert!

I'm shaking my head with my collar grabbed.

Poor woman, though, I've been gradually annoyed by being hit on my own accord.

"Oh no, why do you have to let me be such a bad guy? I'm sorry to hear that, but it was a coincidence."

"It's no coincidence that I was better off witnessing the worst moments of my life. You have no idea, but my life has just come to an end with the perfect route. Yes, I'm done. I don't care anymore, ahahahahahaha"

When I threw it away as it was, I took my hands off my collar and most of them weighed and hugged me as funny as Zucine.

Do you want me to hold my hips as long as I can and keep wrestling about my tits? I don't know how to deal with it. What a lady. Where's the lady? I'm too emotionally unstable and scared.

"Hey, what are you gonna do?"

"Ahaha, 'Did you want to comfort me?' You make me laugh. You wanted to comfort me with a clear cheap line anyway and hold me. I'm a pretty good woman, and I wonder if I've been after her for a long time. Good for you. Here's your chance, and I'll let you hold him right here, even if you don't have to do something turkey. At this hour, no one will ever come, and we'll get it done quickly."

What did you come up with? He's getting really scared.

The words and behavior are clearly abnormal.

That happened, and Kumiko can't help but lack calm.

This would be a state of confusion.

Well, you were embarrassed to see me, so you blame me.

If you keep me a bad guy, you'll be satisfied.

Even as I became the bad guy as I was, Kumiko cursed and cried and screamed and shouted and aroused me, and I reconsidered whether that was okay if I felt refreshed.

It's a waste of time, I'll go out with you until I feel comfortable talking to you.

"Yeah, well, I'll comfort you. You're coming this way."

"On that old couch there, I'm going to be screwed now, aren't I? It's an incredible first experience in this old school building, and in the classroom."

So I fucked up on an old couch with a shady spring after that... there's no way.

I don't know why. I'm sorry about my first experience.

I just wanted to comfort the girl who was crying. It may be cheap sympathy, but I was just trying to stay with him until he stopped crying at least.

Kumiko, turning her arm around my neck and pressing her face against my shoulder and sobbing, was a pretty cute girl.

Dark hair smells very pretty and good. The luxurious relaxed body feels properly soft and irresistible when I hug it.

I wonder why Shuichi Nanakai would wave such a good woman.

I'm a little curious as to who the Seven Seas said they liked.

I think our school has a higher number of students, but still considering it a beautiful girl who stands out at the Kumiko Kyujo level, there are not so many in the same school year.

Speaking of beautiful girls in a year, is it Aoi Ling Chuo's name in group D, which is super famous for working with models and idols and then going to school normally?

The princess of deep windows is called in the shadows. Is it Daijinghua (Mayuzumi Kaika) from Group B, a popular library department when it comes to cultural systems?

Or is it someone in group A in the same class?

Or is it possible that the other guy is older because he is about seven seas old and the famous student chairman is the best woman in our school because of the flower aim of Gaoling?

If you're a hyperspec girl around, it's not weird that Kumiko loses. No matter how cute and lady you are, this guy is small and has no breasts. Maybe it didn't fit my taste in the Seven Seas.

With that in mind, I noticed Kumiko stopped crying at some point and started unbuttoning my uniform.

"Wait, what are you going to do!

"Because you won't be able to keep your clothes on."

I sigh. I didn't mean 'comfort you sexually' when I said 'comfort you'.

I'll tell you as many times as I want, but I'm not really going to.

It's weird that you're going to take it off my clothes, more or less, not your own. What kind of crazy bitch is that?

I pressed Kumiko's hand and restocked the button.

"Don't give up."

"You're going to throw yourself out!

It was impossible to hold back. Pushing me down on the couch and across the top, he stares at me with a sharp glance.

Keep your face close to me and lay your lips on me softly. There was no hesitation, and I really kissed him.

I couldn't resist at all.

Plus, they licked my lips with a pelo.

"... what are you doing to me!

"Pfft. What are you doing? I'm going to do it. It's settled, isn't it?

Kumiko pinched and pulled my lips wet with her own saliva with her fingers, it hurts.

Does that mean you won't let me complain, I'm laughing happily couscous with white fingertips at my lips?

"Stop playing with my mouth! Oh, my God, you were crying earlier."

"I've never kissed before. That's not bad. How have you been?

"I don't care how they say it was."

"It was all of a sudden. One more time, then."

Kumiko kissed me again.

I was going to hit him again unintentionally, maybe he was in a bit of a hurry. The next kiss failed and each other's teeth bumped into each other making a chilling noise.

Kumiko must have been a little embarrassed. Hold your mouth down, move your body over me, and then "cuff" your breath small.

I laughed bitterly, too, that even such an honorary student would fail to speak. No, not if you're laughing.

"Hey, enough of this... Kujo."

"Oh, you remember my name, even though my class is different."

"Well, Mr. Seven Seas and Kyujo are famous."

"Yes... you are quite famous too, Mahatma Wataru-kun from Group F"

When I looked surprised, Kumiko peered at me with a funny face.

Maybe he thinks he's got a little payback. It's certainly my fault that Kumiko peeked where he was disgraced.

But when I was going to live inconspicuously in high school, when I was marked as a student union person, it was a matter of liberation.

"Why do Group A honors know me..."

"I have a reputation for having students who come to school and skip school and ignore teachers' classes. Some students in group F are not serious, but there aren't many gutsy defects like Makoto-kun. From the beginning of the freshman year, there's no way you won't stand out."

I was forced to go to high school because I didn't even want to come. Even if I skip, I'm going to be calculating the number of days I attend quite a bit, and I'm not going to be doing anything wrong, but I just have to be told that's the way things are going.

It was a failure not to think at all about making evil stand out with it.

"You know, meeting students is kind enough to worry about bad students."

"The student council at this school is also responsible for managing students. I've been personally interested in Makoto-kun for a long time, but I don't know what Fixer's son is like."

My feelings cooled, as I was sprinkled with cold water with that one word.

I complain about the sigh.

"Don't talk about my father."

"Angry? You don't care what they say about your parents. I know exactly what I don't like when you tell me because we're a difficult house, too.... but it's a good zama. I've been humiliated too, so disrespect must be mutual."

"I apologize for that."

"More comfort if you think it's bad. Make it harder and forget the bad stuff."

Kumiko, moisturizing her sobbing eyes, lays her lips on me again and again. It's a girl's power, it's supposed to be easy to shake off, but I couldn't resist it for some reason.

Eventually Kumiko got used to kissing too, even putting her tongue in.

Because it's covered or covered from above, my face will have Kumiko's long hair, and my mouth will be filled with the taste of saliva transmitted from Kumiko's tongue.

All I'm saying is drink, my tongue is tangled up and I come in to the back of my mouth. The smell and taste of Kumiko seemed to stain me.

"Hey, that's enough."

"Hey, did you already want to?

"No, you're not. You're not! You said you'd comfort me, but you've had enough. Exactly no more..."

"I wonder what Makoto-kun is talking about. I've never kissed before. It's not like we're not gonna do this until the end."

No, that's why you're here.

I didn't mean to do anything originally.

"Wait, I knew it would be bad. Look, you lack calm right now. Because it's a temporary emotion, and I just regret doing that."

"That's right, I'm even being told I'm a bad guy like Masaki-kun. Ahahahahaha, how far do you think you're going to fall, you were the perfect woman until just now"

Jiu-jo was beginning to cry with Guzguz again. My eyes moisten and a jewel-like Shizuku drips over my face.

Because I laughed, I didn't blow it off and get better. Remains emotionally unstable.

Jiu-Jitsu, calm down.

"I'm calm, I'm calm. You know, it's me, I've been working really hard since high school. I was a privileged student when I entered the exam, and that's why the student council recommended me to come in, but Nanakai-kun isn't even more amazing. So I tried harder not to lose, but whatever I did, I didn't win."

"Well, you don't like to lose, do you?"

"That's right. I have always been perfect. So, if you can't win whatever you do, I thought you should hang out with Nanako."

"Why would I do that?"

"I don't even know that. But I was also recommended to look good on everyone, and wouldn't it be my win if I became Nanakai-kun's girlfriend and made her fall in love?

"I don't understand it at all, but I feel like somehow I know what I'm saying"

"Yes, you understand. But you've been shaken, so you're already a complete loser..."

Doesn't that mean that confession was a battle for Kumiko, not because he liked it or hated it?

Use your own woman to challenge Shinichi Nanakai, who can't win no matter what she does. A value I don't understand at all, but I don't even know what it feels like.

If a man or woman goes out with each other and becomes completely one, the other's things become their own. Maybe that's the kind of fight there is.

And Kumiko was defeated even in the woman's battle. So I guess you said your life was over. I think it's an unusual obsession with victory, but there was me who didn't want to deny the wonder and that way of life.

I don't hate losers like Kumiko.

Regret would be proof that you're hanging in there. Because I'm a nasty guy, I think seriously living people deserve respect just for that.

"Good luck again and look for something that can beat the Seven Seas. If it's anything, you can try confessing again."

"Yeah, that's enough. 'Cause I know I can't do it somehow, and I'm no longer interested in Nanakai-kun."

Um, have you lost interest in beating the Seven Seas that you were so obsessed with earlier?

"Well, that might be nice, too"

Shuichi Nanakai is somewhere else difficult to get close to. Are you saying it's too perfect for a little bit of humanity?

Somewhere, there's a bare gesture of pushing my mind to kill me and playing the perfect person.

Talk about having a woman you like, that could be a lie, too.

There is such a cold feeling that you are always at the center of the wheel and kind to everyone, but at a constant distance from people.

Even if a passionate woman like Kumiko challenges a cold man like the high mountain air to battle, she can just be bounced off and hurt each time.

"Yeah, so let's have sex soon"

"So why does that happen!

Look at my haste, Kumiko looks happy. Am I possibly being made fun of by this woman?

Kumiko smiled like she was about to start, suddenly singing in a good way.

"There's a place where we can't be and become one another."

"What... Oh, it's ancient."

"Heh, you're a bad boy. You know how to learn from Mahatma."

"Don't be silly, I know about Japanese mythology."

What Kumiko said, by the way, is a passage from the ancient secretary's country.

It may contravene the eighteenth prohibition, so I can't translate it in detail, but it's a scene that Isanami says, "My body has dents, right?"

Then you should see my convexity and your dents together.

Because the gods rubbed the uneven mucous membranes together, the Great Eight Islands (Oyashima no Kuru), or the Japanese archipelago, exploded. By the way, Isanagi and Isanami, born in the country, are sibling gods, and really this country is crazy from birth.

"What can't you do for me? Or are you going to play Shame, let me put more shame on you than this?

"I'm not going to play, I'm not going to play"

Kumiko and I refuse categorically because we are not going to blow up the Japanese archipelago.

If you think about it carefully, Kumiko Kyujo is a very troublesome woman.

Sure, it could be described not only as an honorable girl, but also as an attractive girl with some human and adorable parts.

The gap between my usual Rin appearance and my earlier face being gushaved and crying made me more calm (Clevers), though I was fond of being flushed and having sex as well.

This guy did remind me that he is the princess of the Jiujo family (Hisama), who has the implicit power in the political and financial world due to his old Chinese family pattern.

Even in this school, where there are many ladies and boobies, you are one of the most cautious.

Shuichi Nanakai was the youngest son of the general sporting goods manufacturer Shuichi Nanakai, and Kumiko and I look good in that sense. I don't deserve it.

I am well aware of the hassle of getting my hands on these upstream family daughters in relation to my parents' work. I'm sorry it's a matter of limitless destinations.

Sometimes it even develops into a story between houses.

Even though it's just annoying, I'm sorry for any more trouble.

"Then...... You mean seriously?

"Anyway, I'm not going to do this with Mr. Kyujo"

Kumiko snapped, "Okay," and finally let me go.

Then, Kumiko's obstinate attachment to me began.

The only clear honor student's appearance was wearing a cat, and I really thought she was a passionate woman.

Every time I get pushed down, I'm forced into a relationship.

Kumiko called it "Makoto-kun" one of these days he started calling it "Wataru-kun" by his name.

I only started calling him "Kumiko" instead of "Kujo-san" at all times, too.

No, you didn't, you jumped over it and gave him the ada name "virgin bitch".

And yet you say, "Is that a play, too?" or something I don't know, and I'm happy to accept it.

It has become commonplace to have your lips together or your body wandered off already.

I don't know why this happened. I want Kumiko to hear it.

It's just that I'm not dating Kumiko, and the last line is still not crossed.

We're still in bed together, but we're not taking our underwear off from each other. Kumiko is so tempting (approaching) that she doesn't like it, but at the end of the day she wants me to push her.

You know what, I'll never finish it.

Me and Kumiko had sometime been in a relationship that was only halfway between flesh (from) like that.

"Go to sleep now, you know it's not the time to do that."

"The more dangerous your life is, the more expensive it is to leave your offspring."

"Asshole, if you were relaxing into a crisis in your life, you'd die. Think about it, what would you do if you got pregnant in a world like this?"

"Right. He's a Loveho, but for some reason, he didn't leave his contraceptive, and it's unfriendly."

Are you still saying Love Hotel or something?

This place is just an inn. Genoria doesn't exist as a Loveho because it's a game for all ages.

"You can sleep next door now, just be nice."

"Are you going out? Maybe I should just put it on my stomach when I serve it."

I stopped dealing with him. Even if Kumiko came rubbing her body off already, no matter what she said, she decided to ignore it and go to sleep.

I shut my eyes safely because I knew Kumiko would never do it to the end against my will, no matter how loud he said it.

Kumiko is a woman who really misses the normal track of doing what she does, and doesn't know what she's thinking, but she never just bends what she decides to do herself.

So all I have to do is work hard and endure the temptation (temptation) from Kumiko. At best, it's enough to wander your body or kiss you somewhere, so let me like it.

"Ha, sorry... Wataru, sorry, I..."

Do whatever you want, and I wonder why Kumiko always apologizes at the end of the day, but I won't say anything at all, even if I wait for the words after I'm sorry. All you have to do is squeeze your little face against my chest plate.

Soon I heard Kumiko's real sleep breath, and I thought this guy was tired, so I slept a little too.

Although it's annoying to be entangled in sluts by virgin bitches who aren't even ready to hold you.

It is very peaceful and comfortable to be in contact with someone and feel the temperature on your skin.

Even I'm not letting you if you really don't like it.

So there's nothing to apologize for.

I put a futon on Kumiko's shoulder sleeping with Suyasuya and let myself sleep fine.

In the warm, filled darkness, my consciousness fell as I heard Kumiko's heartbeat and the sound of her little sleep.