Yukinoshita Yukino has 3 minutes to die

If an ordinary person loses his memory.

Definitely want to get it back.

But I voluntarily lost my memory, and buried all this in a place that didn't belong to me-there must be many sad stories behind this.

Koyama Yosuke feels that he is not the kind of person who sits and waits to die. If he encounters many troublesome things that are difficult to solve, he will go head-on and will not run away blindly.

But in this matter, he directly gave up his memory and ran away, which means that there are many things in his memory that even he cannot solve.

Since it can't be solved, then simply forget it.

This is the worst idea, but it is also the most helpless approach.

Koyama Yosuke hates the idea of ​​breaking the jar, but when he really got back his memory, Koyama Yosuke felt a little scared.

Fear comes from the unknown.

The unknown made him hesitate.

forget it……

I don't take it anymore.

According to her daughter, there is nothing in her past that needs to be resolved immediately. Even if she completely loses her memory and starts a new life, there is no problem.

Since there is no problem, then escape it.

Koyama Yosuke listened to the sound of the river, and the moonlight shone softly on his face. He made a complicated but simple decision.

Of course there is no question of shame in avoiding such things.

however……

While evasion is shameful, it is very useful.

Yosuke Koyama thought so.

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"Erili, there is a transfer student in your class, it is said that it is a boy."

"Oh." The girl replied indifferently.

"Why is the reaction so cold? Anyway, he is a boy. You should at least be a little more enthusiastic about others."

"Anyway, it's three-dimensional—the face reflected by the yellow urine reflected on the ground is still a protein face, so what's the point?"

"Your personality..."

Smack your tongue on the opposite side.And the blond girl with twin ponytails.

Very indifferent.

Compared with the illusory transfer student, the girl Sawamura Spencer Eriri thinks that it is more valuable to draw her own color map.

Yes.

Draw your own colormap.

— she said.

A color map drawn with myself as the template as the main character.

There is no doubt that the girl Sawamura Spencer Eriri is a very strange girl.

Because she likes to draw color pictures of girls, and likes to use herself as a reference object.

This habit is a bit weird, but it can only be called weird, not abnormal-after all, everyone has a dark side hidden in their hearts. Ying Lili just found a suitable channel to vent her heart. .

As long as you don't delay your life and don't expose yourself to the public, the devil will know what you're doing in private.

She is very beautiful and is recognized as a beauty by the whole school.Her figure is very petite. The so-called petite means delicate and short.

She is very short, only 158cm—the kind that is relatively short among girls.But although she is short in stature, she is the most eye-catching type of person in the crowd.

Her blond hair with twin ponytails is too eye-catching.Excellent handicraft products are made with care and care in the production process, and her blonde hair with twin ponytails is also a product of God's care and care.

Her eyes are blue, which is different from other people—maybe because of her mixed race, her skin is also whiter than ordinary people, and she has a taste of European and American people.

If people from the school were to evaluate her, they would definitely be one of the most beautiful women in the world, as elegant and gentle as her.But obviously that's just a superficial phenomenon, the real her is not such a person.

Every girl needs some pretense, and she is also a pretense girl.

——She is Sawamura Spencer Eriri.

"As I said, the color map is different from the r18 manga. One is an illustration and the other is a manga. I like to draw manga. Although I can draw illustrations, there are relatively few of them."

Ying Lili told the friend in front of her very seriously.

And the friend showed a grinning smile: "What - in my opinion, isn't it all inappropriate content for children? You are still a minor, and you like to do these things all day long..."

"What's wrong with minors? It is stipulated that minors are not allowed to buy 18r books, but there is no rule that they are not allowed to draw!!"

Ying Lili speaks righteously.

"You are changing the concept secretly. If you are caught, you will be sentenced to death!!!"

Friends warned her.

"What are you afraid of? I've been secretly drawing a small book in the classroom for a long time, and no one else has noticed. As long as I hide it well, then I will still be that rich lady!!"

Ying Lili still said so.

Looking at the look in her eyes, it seems that she is serious.

This is what is called, not being caught is not cheating.

The friend was angry and ignored her, but Ying Lili didn't care.After all, the girl in front of me is also her fanatic. After accidentally discovering that she is the famous book master Eri Kashiwagi, he made friends with her shamelessly.

Originally she...

No friends at all.

After all, it is a dead house that hides its interests in the lower levels, and the friends it wants to get also hope to be of this type.

but……

Ying Lili looked around and found that the world was so big that there was no guy who was willing to be friends with her—no guy who was willing to admit her sexuality and then praise her.

Even this guy who claims to be her friend just likes the author Kashiwagi Eri, as a pervert who can chat with each other.

They are not really friends.

—Then where are the real friends?

Ying Lili doesn't know.

She didn't dare to know either.

……

Put away your thoughts and get ready for class.

Ying Lili studies very seriously, because she has an agreement with her parents.If her academic performance is not good, she will not be allowed to continue drawing small h books.Although this agreement seems naive.

But anyway, it is a serious agreement.

Sawamura Spencer Eriri doesn't want to be a child who depends on her parents. She has more sexual knowledge than the average peer, and she doesn't want to be a mother in the eyes of others.

So when necessary, you must shoulder your own responsibilities.

Ying Lili's thoughts are still in a trance.

And the teacher has already started to introduce the new transfer students.

"His name is Koyama Yosuke, and he was transferred from Sobu High School. I hope everyone will get along with him more and more in the future."

"Isn't the seat next to Yinglili empty?"

"Go and sit in the seat next to her."

what?

Ying Lili, who was in a daze, heard what the head teacher said, which made her a little confused.

what happened……

Why are you next to me?

Compared with other people of the same age, Ying Lili has a lot of books. The table next to her has never been used, so she requisitioned it to store some books or extracurricular reading materials that are not usually used.

Now that desk is full of things.

Now the head teacher is going to take this desk away for the transfer student, and Ying Lili has to choose to pack the other things on the desk to her side.

"I'll help you."

Koyama Yosuke came over and saw the girl silently packing her things, so he planned to intervene.

"No, thank you."

Ying Lili rejected Koyama Yosuke stiffly.

At the same time, he sighed sadly from the bottom of his heart.

Why is the deskmate a boy?

She's not very good at dealing with boys, and boys have bad personalities—it's not that Ying Lili has any strange prejudices against boys, but that girls are raped by boys. .

In addition, she has always been the heroine in the comics, facing the hero in the fantasy of the hero.Her paintings are all about insults, so she naturally wants to draw the violent side of boys, and her disgust towards boys has also increased subtly.

She tidied up so ordinaryly, while Yosuke Koyama stood aside and looked at her quietly.

She thought so, when tidying up.

Suddenly his hands trembled, as if he hadn't grasped it firmly.

The books on the desk were scattered on the ground.

then……

Her brain went off.

The book was directly swayed by the force, revealing the strange content inside - the white girl, the naked man, and the strangely capitalized onomatopoeia on the book,

"It's a book, several books, and even a tentacle book!"

A boy with sharp eyes saw something she accidentally dropped.

Her whole brain exploded.

This is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right... This is not right... this is not right... this is not right... this is not right...

Why is the h book I drew here?

Her brain began to be dizzy, the teacher's eyes, the classmates' eyes, the male classmates' eyes, the female classmates' eyes.Turning to the eyes of the students, as well as the eyes of his friends, they are all on her body and the little book at this moment.

Obviously before that moment.

She is still boasting about herself, and she drew a little yellow book in the classroom.

Now she...

But it became a character in the h book.

over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over over end over It's over, it's over, it's over, it's over, it's over.

It's all over.

She can already imagine her future.

The male students would call her perverted, and the female students would say perverted. Although the teacher might politely ask her to go to the office to talk, the way the teacher looked at her was definitely the perverted one.

Although she did not declare that these notebooks were all drawn by herself, but at this moment when she was publicly executed in front of everyone, she felt that her life seemed to have lost hope.

...who will come

help me?

A voice for help began to arise in her heart, but she didn't cry out much. The signal of this voice gradually became weaker, and everyone stared at her with strange and socially dead eyes.

She set her sights on anyone who could save her.

However, all he got was avoiding eyes.

Even a friend you just talked to.

She also showed subconscious avoidance and fear.