Pirate world, start as Enero

"I know you're suspicious of what I'm saying, and I understand.

On the cold corridor, Michiko twisted her waist and led Hiratsuka Shizune towards a deeper area:

"But since you have chosen to actively pursue your lost memories, please abandon your senseless hesitation."

"Oh..."Hiratsuka, who had been living underground for decades, was shocked that there was such a fortification in the ground, and quickly nodded.

The next moment, his eyes involuntarily stayed behind Michiko, admiring her swaying waist and plump figure.

Michiko is still wearing her black OL uniform that has never changed when she was working, and she walks twisting and twisting, and between her legs, you can see the straight and round legs under the hip skirt.

The line of sight moved up, the curve was instantly plump, the loose hip skirt seemed to be a few sizes smaller, and the smooth skirt of the fabric vaguely revealed the shape of the phantom limb between the squeezing, like a big and round peach, full of flesh.

...... It's so big, it's so twisted, so happy, I want to take a bite....

"Huh?" As if sensing Hiratsuka's absent-mindedness, Michiko turned her head to look.

Hiratsuka quickly withdrew her gaze.

"Huh. The red lips pursed slightly, Michiko chuckled and stopped, her slender fingers lightly tapping Hiratsuka's forehead, with a hint of ridicule on her face:

"What's the matter?"

"No." Slapping the hand on the door of his head, Hiratsuka pouted and withdrew his gaze disdainfully.

Damn, I really want to touch it...

Blinking, Michiko withdrew her gaze and continued to lead the way, explaining by the way that Shizune Hiratsuka, who was looking at her increasingly strange gaze:

"Generally speaking, most of the twisting of women's waists when they walk is conscious, perhaps to show off to the same sex, or to attract the eyes of the opposite sex.

"So you're showing off?" Hiratsuka raised an eyebrow:

"Then you might be disappointed." "

Although Hiratsuka is as weak as a dog in terms of feelings, but in terms of figure, Hiratsuka is still very confident.

"I didn't mean that. Shaking her head with a chuckle, Michiko took out a magnetic card from her bosom and swiped it over the iron door beside her

, "I don't have any interest in showing off, and I don't like to be watched too much by others.

It's just that the owner liked this set, so I wore it.

The act of twisting the waist is also a comfortable way for the body to find itself under the constraints of this suit.

The iron door opened wide, and the steaming water gushed out, looking at Hiratsuka Jing beside her, Michiko smiled a little helplessly

: "Although I think it's okay, but in your opinion, it's very obscene, right?" "Indecent?" Hiratsuka Jing looked at the woman next to him in a daze, looked at the helpless smile on her face, shook her head, and couldn't help but raise the corners of her mouth:

"No, it's very good

". Compared to those fools who deliberately shake their waists and think they are charming, Michiko's unintentional twisting of her waist does not look coquettish, but has an elegant and seductive taste.

"That's good. Michiko breathed a sigh of relief as if she was relaxed.

But Hiratsuka could easily see that she didn't care.

Perhaps to her, other people's gossip is not as good as her master's saying, 'Not bad.' This

also made Hiratsuka Jing curious about the 'master' in the mouth of the woman in front of her and her former 'lover'.

So, after following Michiko into the new underground corridor, Hiratsuka asked curiously,

"You... What is that master like?"

The walking black heel stopped instantly, and just as Hiratsuka began to wonder if she had said the wrong thing, Michiko smiled in silence.

As if thinking, as if nostalgic:

"Master?

... He is very afraid of pain, very afraid of death, very afraid of trouble, very afraid of loneliness when he stays alone somewhere, dreaming of opening a big harem, but he will childishly stuff his head into other people's arms

Hiratsuka Jing: "..."

There is a picture!

A coward who is greedy for life and afraid of death, a giant baby who relies on others, and a scum who wants to open a harem without any eggs."

Isn't Jie a waste with a scumbag's dream!!

Taking a deep breath, Hiratsuka slapped her cheek vigorously, feeling desperate and suspicious of Michiko's self who liked this kind of stuff in her mouth.

Do you really like this kind of thing that doesn't match the three views and is still a thief?

Impossible! Absolutely impossible!

Just this kind of bad pen thing, I don't know how many I have smoked since I was a child, and I can take the head of the enemy dog from it with one slap, and I can make this kind of thing cry without tears when I look at the quail egg in my life!

My eyes glanced at Michiko in front of me.

Hiratsuka Shizune's whole body was a little excited.

At this moment, Hiratsuka was like a warrior upholding justice in the night, and a bright breath rushed straight to his mind.

Although I don't know what kind of medicine I have been fed and bewitched by this kind of bewitchment, but now that I am sober, then I will never let this kind of thing do whatever you want to you!

Standing in front of the last door, looking at the slowly opening gate, Hiratsuka's eyes were full of determination.

No matter what your background is, no matter what you have done, the old lady swears, as soon as the door opens, the old lady will jump up and be a big one! You can't find the north of this thing! Let you kneel on the ground and cry bitterly!

Between thoughts, the door of the room is wide open.

Hiratsuka Jing's eyes froze, and he instantly pulled out the slap of his right hand, jumped violently, and shouted angrily:

"Bah! Suffer

death, evil animal!" "..."[

Teacher Jing, let me tell you seriously, if you are targeting me, I! I will kneel down and knock you two!]

[Jing stupid... Cute!Your horse is gone!!

] [Jing cute, you have a crush on me~?]

"White..."

The raised palm was slowly lowered, and Hiratsuka Shizuka's eyes were blank and crossed the obstacles, and landed on the heart hanging in the center of the altar:

"Why... "

Yes, Michiko is right..."

He is very afraid of pain, but he will do his best for the people behind him, he is very afraid of death, but he will die for himself and others not to be implicated, he is very afraid of the loneliness when he stays somewhere, so he will try his best to pretend to be naïve, just to let the older self feel the warmth of home, and dream of opening a big harem, but he will not be angry because of the uselessness of himself and others, and he will childishly stuff his head into the arms of others, and he is just telling himself that the time is still long...

Memories rush through my mind.

Thoughts are like cobwebs, tangled and unclear.

The long hair on her forehead hung down, and looking at Shizune Hiratsuka, who was a little shaky with a painful look on her face and was hit by memories, Michiko withdrew the hand that fell on her heart.

"After the world was torn apart, my connection with the gods was broken, but luckily I received a message from a distant world. A yellowed scroll emerged from the air and landed smoothly in Michiko's hand.

The scroll unfolds without wind, and a line of unrecognizable but understandable words slowly emerges...

[All things are equal, some people return, and some people will pass..."