There Was No Secret Organization to Fight with the World's Darkness so I Made One

Midsummer night, Lantern Hua, who had painfully escaped the darkness of the world, was brought to Tianyado by Mr. Tsuki. From the trail sandwiched by the tall building, down a few short stairs leading to the basement, Lam Hua was odd all the time behind Mr. Tsuki, who opens the door hung with a CLOSED sign.

Normal junior high school girls don't know what kind of store they're in at night. It's not the first time they go into a store that's closed. You must be being attacked by guilt and anxiety like you're doing something wrong. However, because Mr. Tsuki was so prestigious, Langhua honestly tried to stick to his back and came into the store.

Lantern Hua's face seems tense and nervous.

I'm nervous, too.

I put a black vest on my nori y shirt, fixed my hair all back, and received a beautiful woman and a beautiful girl by applying a Buddha top surface I worked out for 10 minutes each day with the professional guidance of Mr. Tsuki. Even though I said I was most welcome, I just lifted my face lightly to the sound of the doorbell and stopped my hand polishing the wine glass for a moment about the counter.

My face is shaped like "It's not bad", but I'm not old enough to be the master of Kanjo Bar. The missing part is compensated by silent attributes and a hard look attached.

Yes, I am the master of the mouth-watering bar that guards the entrance to the base of the secret society......!

"Master, I'll introduce you. Lotus light for psychic eggs, Hua. I haven't decided whether to join the organization yet, but I was wondering if I could get something to warm it up. It rained on me."

I nod silently, stopping my hand and serving the hot coffee I made and left behind with milk and sugar, and back down to the backyard.

... Pretend to steal and eavesdrop while boiling the bath with your mind from the backyard.

Langhua put as much milk and sugar as she wanted in the coffee and exhaled to take a sip. Mr. Tsuki laughs with a good cup.

"I'm sorry you're heartless, that's the kind of guy you are, isn't it?

"Is that guy, too, the one who stops time?

"No, the master doesn't possess superpowers just because he provides and manages the base. I know the circumstances, though. We talked in the car, but there's only two psychics, me and the boss... No, if you put in Langhua, there's three of us."

"After all, I have to join a secret society too"

Langhua wrapped her coffee cup with both hands and shrunk herself, asking her to whine.

That... oh, my God, that doesn't sound like a ride. Mr. Tsuki gently hugs Lam Hua's shoulder, strokes his head and says gently.

"I'm not saying I can't. The darkness of the world targets the psychic, but if you ask your boss, you can turn off your psychic powers and go back to normal. If you don't want to fight, I respect that feeling."

Mm-hmm. Langhua is my daughter who spills her sigh like she's hanging up watching Nichiasa's Magic Girl anime every week, but it's a shame if she says she's afraid to fight after all, but it's a real shame, but she doesn't solicit any more forcefully. The transplantation of nenlikin is also discontinued. Tianzhao is the White Secret Society.

"I am."

And whether he was reassured by the temperatures of the leaning Tsuki, Langhua said with a slightly louder, less confident whisper as she stared at the coffee.

"I wanted to help people. Cool and cute, like a magic girl. I wanted to be thanked for that. I'm glad that's just one word. But I noticed. People have to suffer to help people. I wanted people to suffer. I don't like myself when I think about it..."

"Yeah……………."

I know. There are junior high school students who have that kind of cleansing mental grip. When I grow up, I generally break it off, so I also lose my grit. Boulder active junior high school girl, she's young.

"I wanted to get rid of my ugly troubles, I wanted to get rid of them, and I was carving a Buddha's statue while I was reading."

"Yeah.........?

I don't know. What is a female middle school student? (Philosophy).

"You didn't. Today, I understand. I'm so glad Mr. Tsuki came. I was also happy to say that I didn't have to fight. I'm sure there's no reason to help. Definitely helping people is a good thing. And."

Langhua raised her face and looked straight at Mr. Tsuki.

"If the darkness of the world is a manifestation of the human desire hungry for power, as the end of those who go the way of the Buddha, to cut off that greed. I will fight."

Mr. Kichigi hugged Lantern Hua, who said yes, unexpectedly.

I want to jump out and hug if I'm not playing the master of the stiff bar too.

Is this kid too good for you? Buddha or something? I like it! (Cerebral arrest)

But I can't stay brain dead forever. I weighed the timing, made cutlets and shoe noises and went back to the store.

"I boiled the bath"

That's all I say, open the door to the counter, and back off.

Oh, I did it!

I did it, Mr. Tachigi! I could have said it without swallowing it!

No, seriously, it's good. It's a short dialogue, but I don't know what I would do if I chewed or swallowed it because I couldn't do it as much as I wanted and made a sinister voice.

My acting is so bad that I can't compare it to Mr. Tochigi, who is like a walking actress, that within the absence of Boro, Mr. Tochigi pulled Langhua's hand and just went through the counter and into the backyard. He snuck me a wink when I left, so I snuck back a thumbs-up, too. Sounds good. Home video shoot will progress.

Tianyado has a backyard behind the counter connected to my living space. I don't have anything in particular that I need to be seen.

Since the change of clothes and bath peek is NG with the promise made to Mr. Tsuki, it is only sound from the stripper.

There is a sound of stirrups, clams, and clothes folding.

"Speaking of which, why is it a dress?

"Hehe, isn't it beautiful?

"Ah yes."

Mr. Tsuki's proud voice. Proud of his beauty is one of his beauty.

"But Langhua is beautiful, too. I've always wanted a pretty sister like Lam Hwa."

"Oh no, I don't... come on"

"Look, I have such sparkling hair. Mm-hmm. Nice style. But you should try harder with makeup and underwear."

Whoa? Something's starting to talk about girls with pretty girls. I only heard you take a bath and deepen your rapport. Is this what this is all about? Lily or kimasi?

The clothes fold stops, and after a footsteps called petapetta, there is a water sound. I hear he went into the bathroom.

"But I, I have no taste. I don't have the courage to wear it like Mr. Tsukiki."

"Sense is something to polish, courage is something to cultivate. I was a fucking fat facial hedron stuttering potato bitch when I was just like Langhua, too, right? Because when you're cute, you can make beautiful. Langhua can try more and more. If anyone laughs at that, I'll kick your ass."

"Oh, be gentle?

Oh, the entanglement of a beautiful girl with no confidence and a beautiful woman full of confidence. It's great. This is...

And you're eavesdropping on it. It's my worst.

But that's it. Right now, Mr. Tsuki and Mr. Langhua are taking a bath naked flirting with one of Japan's finest plastic surgery beauties and Buddhist road girls not wearing one of their underwear.

"Do you like the song" Tsuki-san "? I sing when I take a bath every day. I have a favorite."

"Heh, what is it?

I promised not to peek into the bath. I did, but you'll never find out if you peek. It is my intention to take a peek or not.

Just manipulate your mind to admire the lily peach space. No, junior high school girls suck. Oh no... I'm getting excited, to be honest.

Heh.

Enough. No, let's see. He found out a little bit.

"Buddha's theory (Bushitsu) Momo (Ma Ka) Yao Young (Hannya) Boromita (Ha Ra Mi Ta) Sutra (Shin Gi) -"

…………

"Kanju Buddha

It's as deep as a bologna.

See the five emptiness

All the pain.

Shan Lizi

The colors are not different

Empty no different color

Color is empty.

Empty is color

perceived knowledge

It's the same.

Shan Lizi

It's all the façades.

Undying.

Undirty, unclean.

No increase, no decrease.

It's so colourless in the air.

unintended

No eyes, no ears, no nose, no tongue.

colorless voice fragrance touch method

Eyeless or unconscious.

Unknown

And there's nothing unknown about it.

Not even old age.

And no old age.

painless path of annihilation

No intellect, no gain.

For no gain.

Bodhisattva

As usual, it's as good as a bologna.

Heartless

Unobstructed

There's no terror.

Stay away from all the upside down dreams.

Nirvana, after all.

III Buddha

As usual, it's as good as a bologna.

Three contempt bodhisattva.

Known as Boromir.

It's a great curse.

It's a curse.

No curse.

It's an inexorable curse.

Except for all the pain.

Truth is not faulty.

So it's like a bologna curse.

That's what the curse says.

Giving up. Giving up.

Borough Giving Up

Polo Monk Giving Up

Bodhisattva

[]/(n) (yoji) (yoji) (yoji) (yoji) (yoji) general

Reading full chorus echoing the bathroom.

A calming mind.

Disappearing troubles.

Leave, it's Mara!

I prepared hot cocoa for a bath in the Buddha's mood. Hey, lust was a formidable enemy.