Miss Shimizu's perfect ending

The car that took me home came quickly, and the speed of going back was also very fast, just like my father's anxious and crazy state of mind.

When Fujiwara Yuki stepped into the door of the study, his father was standing at the desk in the study and pacing back and forth.

Fujiwara Kouji walked down from his throne - the desk, he walked in front of Fujiwara Yuki angrily and anxiously, like a king who had fought an extremely failed battle.

Then he raised his palm and slapped the disobedient daughter forcefully for the first time.

"Slap." The slap was loud, and the crimson marks immediately left on the flawless face.

Kouji Fujiwara put away his once kind smile, and there was an unquenchable flame of anger in his eyes, he gritted his teeth and scolded:

"Do you know what you're doing?"

"Father, I'm sorry."

The hot feeling from the slap still remained on the cheek, Fujiwara Yuki lowered his head and apologized.

But she didn't feel any pain. Instead, all the burdens on her body were released, and she felt very relaxed.

Fujiwara Kouji's voice has long lost his composure and elegance. He pointed at Fujiwara Yuki's nose and cursed loudly:

"Is it useful now? Do you have to be that kind of slut, to experience the life of those low-class people? Do you know? The whole party is watching my joke! You are giving me, no, you are giving Discredit the Fujiwara family!"

When others are angry, you can't speak, just wait calmly until he finishes venting.

At this time, people's rationality can return, and it is possible to talk and communicate.

Fujiwara Yuki understands this truth, pretending to admit his mistakes on the surface, but his inner world has already drifted to the square in the distant time.

What does Saki Koi think about herself?Although we have known each other for a short time, we have experienced a lot.

Hmm...taught her how to archery, skied with her, hugged, slept in the same bed.

This kind of relationship can't be ordinary friends...

"Did you listen to me just now! Yuxi!"

Sorry Father, I wasn't listening just now.

Fujiwara Yuki raised his head, and answered his father's question with a look of repentance: "I'm sorry, father. This time I was too self-willed. It's useless to say anything. This time I will go to the reflection room to spend a day seriously. It is my determination to reflect on myself.''

Hmm... In the reflection room, it's better than the nagging father, at least you can think about other issues.

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The pajamas on his body were as thin as gauze, and the temperature at night was slightly cool, even wearing unlined clothes.

After taking a bath, she should have gone to sleep with a refreshed body, but Tianhai Saori clutched her phone tightly, feeling a burst of unquenchable dryness.

It lingered in his chest like a rope, making it hard to breathe.

Because she just got a call from her best friend's father who said:

"Hello Tianhai, I'm Fujiwara Yuki's father. I heard that you are Yuki's good friend and Shimizu-san's good friend. They disappeared together around [-] o'clock tonight. Where do you think they will go? "

The villa next door finally lit up after a long absence, and someone returned to her home.

Do you want to see if it's Saki Koi?

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After traveling to the Demon Realm for 12 years, Latia finally awakened her own system when she was fleeing.

It's just why the system's first task after throwing her into the human world is to let her, a succubus, become a nun? !

What a dangerous task!I don't want it...

But in order to become stronger, and also in order not to be captured by the devil and turned into a pet.

Latia can only become a nun serving the Goddess of Radiance in the body of a succubus.

Of course, she has to be careful of all kinds of people close to her, especially those women with various purposes.

Who knows if they will expose their identities...

[PS: Slow-heating work, I hope you like it. 】

The top codeword Ji has the strength of [-] a day.I'm so envious, when can I become such a powerful code word girl.

"Miss Nun is a Succubus"@

Volume 78: Chapter 72 Chapter [-] Why does someone take a shower without clothes?

Emotion is very special, it has never been an equal exchange.And the emotional exchange on the basis of inequality will always produce a psychological gap.

When one party forms an emotional dependence on the other party but cannot get the equivalent feedback in mind, no matter how strong the emotion is, it will be broken and shattered like a broken mirror.

Amami Saori knew that she was not opposed to Sakuren making new friends, but she was very glad that Sakiren was surrounded by the warmth of friendship and lived in an environment where she was not alone.

I just don't understand why, why did Misaki love neglect herself recently?Obviously, they were the two closest people in the world before.

I once shared a bathtub with Saki Love, went to the sea, went to the mountains with Saki Love, ate together, grew up with the passage of time, and spent countless ordinary and beautiful days together.

But in a short period of time, he became the third party in the friendship.

For Sakuren, and for Yuxi, she is an incompatible third person.

The moon is like a hook in the sky, exuding incomplete bright light, so the starlight is even more dazzling. The cold night wind rolls in from the window sill, blowing people's hearts through the air.

Tianhai Shazhi let out a long sigh and put down the phone, respectfully took down a brown wooden knife placed on the black sword stand, held the hilt with both hands, and slashed at the air to practice stabbing sword and chopping sword respectively Wait for the eight basic actions.

Kendo emphasizes the unity of mind and mind, concentration and sobriety, and tenacity and unyielding.

Wanting to calm down by holding the sword, Tianhai Saori didn't feel half sober during the previous practice, but was more impetuous on the contrary.

Now that he can't even be sober and calm when holding the hilt of his sword, how can he participate in the national competition?How can I fulfill the promise I made to Sakuren?

There are flaws all over his body, and his right wrist is still in a tearing pain after a day of hard training.

Hating herself for being useless, Tianhai Saori put down her sword in frustration, and looked at the exquisitely designed villa from a distance of ten thousand light-years through the window.

Go and find out today.

So Tianhai Shazhi took off her pajamas and left it crumpled on the bed, then put on a refreshing hoodie and casual clothes, and walked out of the room resolutely like a lonely warrior going to the battlefield.

I went downstairs apprehensively, and finally arrived at the gate of the single-family villa. The patterned and painted doorplate had a silvery metallic luster.

Tianhai Saori hesitated to press the doorbell to call.

After the sound of electricity came the voice of a middle-aged man, "Who is it so late?"

"Hello, Uncle Shimizu, I'm Saori, and I want to chat with Sakuren tonight."

Qing Shuicheng also smiled, "Are you going to have a girl's night talk again? That's fine, you talk to her more today, she has done a great thing."

Does the big event mean that Saki Koi and Yuxi disappeared together?Even Uncle Shimizu knows...

All the condensed courage was drained like a punctured ball, and Saori stood there dumbfounded.

A kind of neglected bitterness and uncomfortable heaviness welled up in my heart.

This feeling is like migratory birds migrating back south. I want to fly side by side with them, but I am always separated from the team.

"Saori, I opened the door for you. It's not convenient for Saki Koi to talk in the bathroom, so go to her bedroom and wait for her."

The arrow is on the string and has to be fired, forget it, since I have reached the door, it is good to have a look at Saki Lian, because I miss her a little bit.

Tianhai Saori reconciled herself, and then dealt with Shimizu Makoto and said: "Okay, thank you Uncle Shimizu."

As soon as the words fell, the exquisite iron gate slowly moved to the two sides, and Tianhai Shazhi walked through the gate, along the cobblestone path, to the entrance of the double-storey villa.

Shimizu Makoto also stood at the entrance and opened the door of the villa. Amami Saori greeted him hastily, and then went straight to the second floor - Shimizu Sakiren's bedroom.

The girl's boudoir is still the same as last week, there is not much difference, a big bed with a white quilt, and a simple blue lacquered desk.

The bathroom light on the left side of the room emits a dark yellow halo through the frosted glass door, and the sound of dripping water flows into the ears from the bathroom, making people feel a little confused.

Tianhai Saori cleared the inexplicable feeling from his mind, and glanced around calmly.

The color tone of the entire room matched the color of her pupils, a melancholy and elegant azure blue.

Like herself, there are two frames of quietly framed pictures on her bedside.

One is a family photo of Saki Koi when she was a child. In the photo, Saki Koi is about ten years old, with long blond hair hanging down to her waist.

Standing on the left is the gentle Aunt Nakamori, and on the right is the young Uncle Shimizu. She has a bright smile like a tulip in the middle, and she is simply a happy and beautiful princess in a fairy tale.

The other is a photo with myself, which was taken shortly after we met.

The self in the photo has short hair that only reaches the tips of the ears, and the rounded head looks like a funny Taro Watermelon Taro. Coupled with his heroic appearance, he looks like a cute and naughty little boy.

It's so long ago... The yellowed photos brought back memories that have been dusty for a long time.

In the first half of 2007, my life has been in an extremely gloomy state.

Such a childish age should not be called life, but the time of shedding of evolution, the painful time from silkworm chrysalis to beautiful butterfly.

Before her mother Shizuka Harada conceived herself, she was a Takarazuka male servant who could fascinate thousands of girls. No matter where she passed by in Tokyo or Hyogo Prefecture, countless girls would cast their admiring gazes.

As a male actor, except for the basic singing and dancing skills, the mother has more fearless courage than a man, stronger perseverance than a man, and more careful and considerate than a man.

After watching the video tape of my mother's performance, my young self developed a sense of worship of her mother Shizuka Harada as a god.

To become a handsome person like my mother, I made such a decision at that time.

So innocently facing the mirror, she cut off the long hair that had grown to her chest with scissors.

The sharp scissors cut the beautiful silver hair like weeds under the clumsy hands.

The uglier he was, the more anxious he was to trim it. After all the fuss, the hair was cut so short that it was almost close to the scalp, and he looked like a little boy in the mirror.

With a wow, he cried loudly in front of the mirror, and the mother who heard the sound did not reprimand him for his muddled behavior.

Instead, holding back a smile, he patted the tiny hair that remained on his body, and then gently trimmed the pile of weeds into a funny watermelon Taro.

I cried secretly at home for three days, and finally, after being persuaded by my mother and father with good words, I finally walked out of the house to go to school with difficulty.

Such an oolong should have been quickly forgotten, but it was the beginning of a nightmare that lasted nearly four months.

Seven or eight years old is exactly the age to talk about what you have, and when you get back to school, everyone revolves around you curiously.

At this time, people can show the simplicity and innocence, and they can also show the most vicious evil.

Some of them said they looked like boys, some said they were shemale, and some stood in front of the bathroom door and said to themselves in disgust—"Boys are not allowed to go into girls' bathroom, get out, pervert."

I don't know why, but just a hairstyle has changed my school life drastically.

From that day on, the child named Tianhai Saori began to be collectively bullied by the school.

The little friend who was once close to him was afraid of being implicated, so he secretly stayed away from him.

Every time I pass the classroom, I can always hear criticism from others. Most of them are saying that they are "ladyboys" and "perverts".

I once tried to ignore their vicious words, but found that how could anyone be able to ignore other people's thoughts.

That is the god who is not afraid of pain.

I am used to being alone, I am used to being scribbled on the table, I am used to keeping an eye on my textbooks, and I am used to asking for leave 5 minutes in advance to go to the bathroom.

In all the subtle habits, I seem to have numbly forgotten the pain of this kind of bullying, because there are already enough scars on my heart, and it doesn't matter if I fill in another one.

The hair gradually began to grow to the tips of the ears, and it seemed that something was different after meeting Misaki in that wonderful summer.

The princess who should have been pampered, she wiped off the graffiti on the table and shared the textbook with herself.

Finally, being thin, she rolled up her sleeves and pushed away the bully standing in front of the toilet door.

Saki love had a big fight with them, and in the end, the teachers called them children, but no one ever looked down upon her again.

In the boundless quagmire of hell, it was Sakuren who pulled herself up regardless of the dirt.

From then on, I vowed to be a person who is loved by others, a person who will not be bullied by others, and a brave person like Saki Koi.

But Saki loves her now...

While Tianhai Saori was thinking, the sound of water flowing in the bathroom suddenly disappeared, replaced by the sound of the bathroom door lock turning.

In this quiet starry night, all the sounds of wind and grass are very clear.

Tianhai Saori's thinking was interrupted, and she looked up at the source of the voice.

The dazzling and beautiful hair like golden sand is wetted by water, and the water drops follow the beautiful girly curves from the soft and undulating chest, from the white arms like lotus root joints, from the curving slender legs, from the round buttocks slide down.

The combination of the youthfulness of the girl and the maturity that is close to full development exudes the charm that makes people fascinated.

Shimizu Sakiren's eyes were like a stone being thrown into a calm lake, with ripples of shock and embarrassment.