Why is my Two-dimensional a daily program

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After all, no matter who it is, it is impossible to just hand over your daughter to the person you meet for the first time.

Looking at the appearance of Makie Doma in front of him, it seems that he also has his own considerations.

"What's the situation...why...?"

Although Japan does have the custom of visiting others and asking for a lot of care.

But that would be too presumptuous. (This paragraph has been greatly changed, let’s talk about suicide!)

"Stomach cancer." Seemingly seeing what Bai Fan was thinking, Makie Tsuchama said.

Then he said with a slight smile.

"Besides, I can't really hand over Xiaobu to you, right? Still need to investigate."

"That's true..." Bai Fan narrowed his eyes slightly, and finally heaved a sigh of relief.

cancer...

"I know, as a neighbor, within a certain range, I will help..."

Take a long sigh.

Inexplicably breaking the dimensional wall.

But there is still no way to change the fate of an anime character.

In the final analysis, before Bai Fan crossed over, he was just a nerd who had nothing to do and was bored drawing books and writing light novels.

There is absolutely nothing that can be done about cancer.

"...Ok."

Carefully looking at Bai Fan's current expression, Makie Tsuchama nodded gently.

"But...Xiao Bu's father..." Bai Fan murmured.

"Gone long ago, that man."

"...I am so sorry."

"Then, I have to leave now, Xiaobu may be waiting very anxiously." Makie Doma smiled, and a trace of melancholy flashed across her graceful face, "The tea you made is delicious, I hope you can drink it again in the future." There's a chance to drink it, and—"

Xiao Bu's mother who stood up said softly.

"Thank you, Bai Fanjun."

Push the door and leave.

"..." Bai Fan.

"It's really..." He couldn't help clenching the teacup in his hand.

well. ．．

Take a long sigh.

and many more!

Bai Fan got up in surprise.

like. ．．Sobbing was heard.

"Xiao Bu..." Bai Fan opened the door of the toilet standing in the entrance.

He looked at the girl who was sitting limply.

Flaxen hair, pear-blossoming cheeks, brown, pure eyes.

Already blurred with tears.

"Fanjun...Mom...Is mom going to die?"

Words spoken while crying.

It made Bai Fan unable to connect with the facts.

In reality, it was really a shitty game.

Chapter 3. Kasumi Hill Shiwa?I break the dimensional wall? (Please collect!)

(Ahem! The big news here, ah, why are you so proficient? Obviously it was all done by me first, but why did it become like this? I won’t say anything about Bai scholars! All in all, I am a Mengxin, it’s the first time to open a book on Shuke, please don’t be stingy with the recommendations and collections in your hands! Come and post at the right time-recommendation! Okay! Thank you for a wife, yes, Rem is Mine! A tip from my wife Sang Hao! And a monthly ticket that is extremely generous! Thank you for our meaningless classmates, we don’t know what this means, thank you for your tip! Thanks to our world Sang Te for coming here Come to give a reward, thank our my God for the two consecutive posts again, you are our wings ~ thank you Shuke 6218270890 for the reward! Thank you for the ruthless love of the youth ~ for the reward!)

"Fanjun...Mom...Is mom going to die?"

Tears welled up from his eyes instantly.

The flaxen hair seems to be trembling slightly with the girl's mood.

well. ．．Why would you choose to eavesdrop at this time?

Inquiring words, and unwavering eyes.

Bai Fan bowed down and stroked the girl's tiny head.

trembling.

The girl's trembling mood kept coming from her small head.

"Can I not answer this question?" Bai Fan wiped the teardrops buried in the corners of Tu Jian's eyes.

Soft eyes.

"I've always felt that if the dead are going to disappear in this world, then the only thing I can do is send blessings to them."

Squatting in front of the girl, he looked directly at the slightly trembling eyes.