Is it really a straight girl?

The calf muscles are still tense, and the toes are propped on the ground.

The red ribbon is really like a cocoon, as if it wants to hang Mi Ji up.

The girl with purple pupils even had to look up to see that many ribbons on her body were tightly attached to the ceiling like extremely strong glue.

This kind of thing is too strange, the silk and satin that was still on the ground just now stuck to the ceiling by itself.

Sure enough, this thing is alive!

As Mahiru got closer, the red silk satin tightened on Miki's body as if she was afraid of Mahiru, and moved the arms that were hanging on both sides of her body to the position behind her back.

On the contrary, Yaki felt a little relieved, this living silk is really afraid that Mahiru will peel it off.

But Mahiru is Yaki's good friend.

After Mahiru approached, she didn't look up at Miki, but naturally and skillfully untied strips of red silk from Miki's waist.

A large piece of red satin at the waist seemed to lose its strength after touching Mahiru's fingers, and it was loose and peeled off.

Mahiru-san's hand seems to be shaking?

Ah, I don't know why but whatever, Yaki's hands can finally move a little bit.

"Thank you." The girl let out a sigh of relief: "There are also those on the top and the ones on the feet, please help Mahiru to untie them quickly!"

"Um……"

The red-haired girl whispered: "Wait a while, and then I will untie it."

"Yeah, yum, sure enough Miss Mahiru is Yaki's good friend! But I'm sorry, Yaki accidentally stepped on these red ribbons of yours again."

"It's okay, Miji..." Her voice was still a little strangely low.

"hand."

Mahiru slowly stretched out his hand forward, gently touched Yaki's wrist which was only slightly movable with his left hand, and pulled it back a little.

"Huh?" The girl obediently obeyed the opponent's movements, and put both hands behind her back.

Subsequently.

Suddenly there was a cold touch on the wrist.

A solid object is trapped on it.

Then there was a continuous crisp clicking sound.

Those handcuffs were Masaki Yaki's two wrists.

From behind her, link up.

Unable to break free.

280 [-]. Role-playing is really fun

Eh……?

On the wrist, the cold and hard metal touch replaced Miki's feeling of being tightly wrapped in red silk and satin behind her back.

Now, the red satin around the chest and legs is not tightly wrapped, but the body can't relax at all.

Because of... something even more strange appeared beside Miki.

Miss Mahiru walked behind Miki, and locked Miki's hands together with handcuffs.

Why is there such a thing?

The one who shouldn't use these handcuffs on Yaki is Mahiru-san!

But why now... Miji is experiencing such a situation?

How strange, this must be a dream, right?Yaki is actually taking a nap right now, right?There is no problem with the current time, so, Ms. Mahiru should not do such a thing to Miki, Miki is definitely dreaming!

After the two wrists were handcuffed one after another, Mi Ji struggled subconsciously twice, the metal jingle sounded between the two wrists, and his delicate five fingers scratched, but nothing could be done, the strong metal locked his hands In the ring of handcuffs, Yaji couldn't untie them by herself.

How could a girl like myself break the handcuffs?

"Mahiru?"

She spoke softly.

'Why do such a thing? '

It just sucks.

Although Miji infinitely hopes that the situation he is experiencing now is just a dream.But... the real reality experience constantly refuted Miji's thoughts.

There was a cold touch on the wrist, the feeling that the silk belt wrapped tightly around the chest was slightly loose, and the two heels finally touched the ground brought some comfort. The soft calves and knees made Miji want to fall to the ground, and the girl had to work hard. She maintained her standing position—her knees were brought together, slightly bent as if she was forcibly enduring something, and her legs were trembling.

These body sensations are too real, too real.

Ms. Mahiru had already untied the silk ribbon wrapped around Miki's body, but Miki's mood was freezing at this moment, and there was no sense of gratitude that she no longer needed to endure the tight wrap.

The two hands behind the back flicked twice, but the result was obvious, and there was no relief at all.

It's all over my head, this kind of thing is really weird.

"Miji...you must be dreaming..." The girl with absent-minded pupils used this to hypnotize herself.

After her bare feet fell to the ground, Miki just stood there blankly, not knowing what to do or what to do next.

Because, both hands have been handcuffed, no matter what Miji wants to do, the answer will be that he can't do anything.

The slender arms wrapped in the long sleeves of the black and white dress fell stiffly behind the waist, as long as there was any slight movement of the two wrists, there would be a metallic sound.

This voice made Miss Mi Ji's complexion turn red again.

Both arms are forced to stay behind and always maintain the same movement. Handcuffs are not only ornamental handicrafts, but also very practical handcuffs sold in jewelry stores.

But... don't use it on Mi Ji.

Miki wanted to cover her cheeks with her hands, but she hoped that when she moved her hands, the girl's movement would be restrained by a real sense of restraint.

Not to mention covering her face, she could only move a few inches.

Now, Mi Jicai understood when his pupils gradually lost their focus.

——Why handcuffs are used to arrest criminals.

Because, really, there is no breaking free.

The metal behind reminds me all the time.

She is no longer free.

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The red-haired girl heard the other party calling her name softly.

Speech is accompanied by hoarseness and confusion.

Miki said he was dreaming.

"It's not a dream." Behind the opponent, Mahiru put the heart-shaped key in his pocket, and controlled the red silk on the opponent's body to spread out.

With her hands cuffed behind her back, Ms. Miki in front of her raised her chest unnaturally, and her round shoulders trembled slightly.

At the same time, the five fingers were also holding the cat fist and curled up together.

She pushed her chest forward, closed her eyes, and stretched her hands straight out to support the handcuffs, but how could an ordinary girl's body directly stretch the hard metal?

I can't do it, Miki.

Looking at the animal-like cuteness of the other party, Mahiru lightly raised his finger, and the fingertip touched the air and slid upwards.

Then, touch under the other party's neck, between the shoulder blades.

This maid outfit gradually sags toward the waist.

"Yeah." Feeling this touch, the girl in front of her made a cute voice, her legs seemed to tremble, and she turned her head quickly, her watery purple pupils were staring at Mahiru:

"Don't, don't touch it!"

"Why does Mahiru use these handcuffs, it's really uncomfortable, help Miki to untie it!"

The girl said eagerly.

But... why do you want to untie it?

"Aren't the handcuffs given to me by Miki?" Mahiru pretended to be pitiful.

Don't try to untie it.

Because, the burning desire in my heart will not allow me to untie it.

The fingertips touched Mi Jizheng forward, forming a softly curved back, sliding down gently.

During this slight sliding, the girl in front of her reacted, her shoulders were shaking again and again.

How interesting.

It was the first time for Mahiru to encounter such an interesting thing.

So, it shouldn't be a problem if it's a little more extreme than before, right?

After all, Yaki sent the handcuffs.

Doesn't it mean that she wants to do something to her?

and so……

Mahiru's fingertips went from the opponent's waist upwards, combing softly through the fluffy hair, these purple strands of hair were scattered under her hands, and then turned into palms, gently wrapping around Miki's slightly trembling shoulders.

"It wasn't from Miji! Miji didn't want to give this gift, and Miji didn't have any bad intentions!" The girl in front of her retorted emphatically.

However, only those who are hesitant will listen to the rebuttal.

And now, for Mahiru——

Even if Miji presents all the evidence on the spot, it can be 100% proven that the gift of handcuffs was not her intention.

It doesn't make sense anymore.

"That's why!" Miji twisted his body: "The gift is in the pink-gold box on the ground. I thought the color of the gift and the packaging should match, so I sent it wrong. What I want to give is a blue hairpin. Ya card, so Mahiru please release it quickly."

The girl in front of her twisted her wrist slightly.