"Thank you for every..."
The clerk who offers a paper bag containing the shoes that he said and bought. The face is bright red as it is made of fever.
"Yes, I'm sorry for everything..."
Likewise, a foster child with a bright red face lowered his head and received a paper bag.
I was in foster care when I tried on my shoes and showed them inside my skirt. That's all I did, but I created an obvious awkward atmosphere with the clerk.
The awkward atmosphere can also be described as a flavor of exposure.
When will it be pointed out? In the midst of fighting such terror, they are sublimating it to pleasure.
In the end, the clerk didn't point this out and was able to finish the shopping safely.
It's still a prelude as an exposure, but it won't be good for a long time.
"I'm nervous..."
As he joins us as he walks out of the store, he strokes his chest down with a sweat on his forehead.
I didn't even give him time to rest inside, so I decided to do my livestock business.
"In foster care, take off the shoes you're wearing now"
"To?"
"Just give me a break."
I order you to take off the shoes that Reichi is wearing when he takes the paper bag in his right hand.
I couldn't figure it out. When I was in foster care, I leaned my neck and looked up at me.
"Come on, I've been eyeing you since yesterday, but I guess these shoes are something I value a lot. It's obvious how to take care of it."
"Heh? Oh, yeah. My father-in-law bought me shoes. They told me what I wanted for my high school admission celebration, and I always wanted something to use if I could, so I said I wanted shoes. That's this."
As he stood on the floor with his shoes off, he pointed to the shoes he had taken off and said such a thing.
Is that right, or is that the precious shoe my stepfather gave me? He's a total congratulator. Without even knowing that his stepfather was a livestock man with his mother in his hand cage.
"Oh, with that said, my father-in-law asks me so many times when you're coming to see me. Your father-in-law is Zoccon to Mr. Castle Island, so hey. He says it's a cliché that he's bound to grow up in the future."
"... hmm"
Inside, he laughs happily and speaks well. You bastard father, you're tired of your mother in foster care, and you have the soul nerve to flatter me too. But sweet, it can't be that easy for me to be flexible.
Let's leave it at that now.
"These shoes are forfeited. No use crying, make this my collection. It's a well-maintained leather shoe. Instead, these brand-new worthless shoes..."
"Wow!"
I knelt on the floor, took the box out of the paper bag, and put it on the floor when I took the black loafer from inside that box. Inside wearing those shoes with joy and bravery.
"Eh heh, more treasures again"
Tongues and toes on the floor, while in foster care checking his comfort, he grinned and crouched on the spot. And he stares at me with the loafer that's taken off inside in a box.
"Seems like Mr. Castle Island is the place to say confiscation instead of throwing it away."
"Shut up. You're sadder. I know it's an important shoe."
In foster care, kneeling with her knees, she says she was deprived of her leather shoes, a gift from her father-in-law, but she doesn't look like she moved just smiling and laughing happily.
"I'm tired of those shoes, too," he said. But I couldn't buy a new one because it was important... and I made it a little too much. "
As I stared at the shoes that were in the box, I shrugged a little lonely.
Damn, is it still hard? I guess so, it should be tough. And yet I guess I'm laughing because I can't.
All right, I'm satisfied.
"Yes!"
"Ugh!?
An arrow tip that tried to stand up with a box containing shoes in a paper bag, a foster child who was kneeling with her knees, fell backwards. The skirt rolled up because of it, exposing everything.
A lot of passers-by going out. He reaches out and grabs the skirt in foster care, drops it off sassy and hides the secret. And I watched the reaction around me scratching a cold sweat.
This is the passage for so many people to cross, no matter how much, and it's lame not to cover up and expose them inside your skirt.
I observed the surrounding reaction, but it seemed like no one was pointing their consciousness at this one. Rather than that, we're all going to our destination early enough, so I guess we can't afford to be paying attention to us crouching at the end of the aisle.
Still, some of you may have witnessed it the moment the inside fell, but you'll have already passed.
I was able to respond quickly to what happened before I got up, too. You said you had a haircut.
"I was there. Just what is it all of a sudden?
When I got up, I held down the skirt I was grabbing and looked around uncomfortably.
Foster fell because he was thrust away. And I didn't have to think about pushing it.
"Eh heh, I'll pick this up"
Makoto Ogasawara, crouching beside the foster care center, held a brand new black loafer that the foster care center had just worn and nodded as satisfied, yeah, yeah.
Inside with a stunning view of the sight. They don't understand what happened.
"That's my... Mr. Castle Island bought it for me..."
"No. These are my shoes. I was falling here. What's falling belongs to the person who picked it up."
Minaka Ogasawara points to the shoes that Makoto Ogasawara has with his puffy tremors. Makoto Ogasawara denies the words inside.
"Or give it back..."
"I don't like it."
A cup of tears accumulated in his colored eyes, inside reaching out his right hand and urging him to return his shoes. Makoto Ogasawara trumps that plea with bassari.
"Ma, Makoto and I don't have the same size feet. You can't wear those shoes, Makoto. So give it back..."
"I don't like it!
Rikanaka, who crawled on all fours, reached for her shoes as she approached Makoto Ogasawara. Makoto Ogasawara, who paid off his hand, refused the plea of foster care with all his spirit.
That was a breeze. Rikanaka seems to think of Makoto Ogasawara as her sister, but that's true of Makoto Ogasawara as well. Makoto Ogasawara thinks of Rikanaka like a sister.
A kind sister who forgives me for being selfish. But that sometimes leads to Makoto Ogasawara acting tyrannically and arrogantly.
I want whatever my sister has. If it's what my sister got, I'll have it myself. My sister's belongs to me.
Brothers and sisters everywhere would be like that. I don't have that kind of experience.
My brother gave me anything I wanted. A toy my father bought me. There was a time when I said I wanted a new toy that I hadn't used yet.
It's child selfishness. I was buying toys from my mother myself. But I wanted the toy my brother got me.
My brother laughed and accepted my selfishness. And gave me a toy that I had never played with.
Since that one incident, I've become concerned about my brother. Wouldn't this man even cut his own life for me? I even learned that fear.
"Give it back!
"I don't like it! These are the shoes Aoi bought me!
"Ha!? Mr. Castle Island called me by his name!? Mr. Castle Island doesn't like to be called by name!? I don't even know that. For fuck's sake!
"Aoi said it! He told me to call him by name during training! I don't even know that. For fuck's sake! I knew I would wear these shoes!
"There's no way Mr. Castle Island would tell you to call me by name! I've never even called you before! You're not a good liar! I don't care how much Makoto you get mad at me!
Two people grabbing each other's shoes and arguing. Even Rikanaka, who was begging her to return her shoes with tears, has just revealed her anger at the tyranny and persistence of Makoto Ogasawara.
Let's just admit it's my downfall this time. It was a failure to buy shoes all the time in foster care.
I approached the two twitching people and gently poked Makoto Ogasawara's head with my fist.
"I'm sorry. I'll buy you one, so calm down."
Makoto Ogasawara stops moving perfectly to my words. During the foster care, when he took his shoes back into that gap, he is holding them with both hands and stroking his chest down with a ho.
"Let's go, just get up"
He took Makoto Ogasawara's arm sitting on the floor and tried to force him to stand. But the leaning Makoto Ogasawara does not try to stand.
I guess you have a sense of selfishness and bothering me and the inside. Makoto Ogasawara, one of your best reflections? I'd like to tell you not to be selfish from the start if you're as reflective as you are, but emotions are not something you can control so well.
I know, but you still blame yourself for being emotional.
He's a real baker. But I don't hate that kind of thing.
"Oh, I'm sorry. I envy Senior Rikanaka..."
"Okay, so just get up. Foster, you wait here. You're gonna have a hard time getting into the store."
Turn behind Makoto Ogasawara, who doesn't try to stand, and hold him with his hands around his hips. He called out inside as he pulled his cheats.
"Ugh, it's like I'm not the bad guy..."
As usual, I thought the acknowledgement would be returned in two replies, and during the foster care period when I was sitting on the floor and holding my shoes, I was leaning down and swooping rotten.
Well, I don't even know if the foster care will rot. There will be nothing wrong with all this time inside. It's on me that I didn't hit Makoto Ogasawara while I knew he was dyeing the child.
"Ri Zhong"
Once I stopped dragging Makoto Ogasawara, I spoke to him inside sitting on the floor. But I don't reply while I lean down. It's also unusual that all that inside rots so far.
Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara. I'm really busy being close or bad with both of these idiots today. But fighting is something you can't do without knowing so much about them.
If you think it's a hassle, you just stay out of it, and you just ignore it, even if it comes to your head. It's a loss to scold each other. It's only a waste of effort.
And yet, what dares to bump emotions is to say that whether it's anger or resentment, you end up worrying about them.
In a limited amount of time, what can be termed a dense emotional beating. This is how they are trying to reduce their distance from each other rapidly.
I mean, he and the others are good enough monkeys and dogs to fight. In short, it is compatible. That's what I'm saying.
"I'll only listen to one thing, and I'll only listen to one thing you say later. So fix your mood."
Sighing and whispering, Makoto Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara raised their faces at the same time.
"Honestly!?
"Awesome!?
Makoto Ogasawara twisting his neck with his eyes shining and a full grin on his face, and his hands turning from behind me to his hips, is blinking a star in his eyes with a full grin, just like Minotaur.
I told him in foster care... if he only gave candy inside here, he would go back to shaking it out again.
It's a pretty good thing it's compatible, but, oh, he and the others, seriously, make it hard.
"True. I'm a liar, but sometimes I don't."
As lying as it has been so far rotten, Rikanaka jumps pimply when she stands up on the spot, and Makoto Ogasawara blinks a ton of stars in her eyes to expose her asshole face.
"Makoto!
"Yes!"
And those two idiots stared at each other and nodded loudly.
I have a feeling that this is not going to be a busy thing, but I don't know what else to do.
Stomach medicine, just in case. You were right to bring it.
When he took Makoto Ogasawara back to the shoe store earlier and bought the same shoes as he had bought in foster care, he left the store and joined him in foster care. Then I decided to head to my next destination.
Makoto Ogasawara, in a mood, is holding hands with Rikanaka and walking behind me to cross his nose.
"Good for you, Makoto! Oh, my God!
"Yes!"
Two idiots laughing at each other and rejoicing at each other. What the hell was the fight earlier?
The next thing I know, it's the clothes store. Because they are both in uniform, the goal was to get them to change into suitable clothes for discipline.
"I caught my eye first!
"Difference. Wow! Senior Rikanaka had my eye on him three seconds before he laid eyes on him.
Makoto Ogasawara, who entered the garment store and allowed him to move freely, chased the back of the foster care like a spirit behind his back, reaches out to the clothes that the foster care takes in his hands and takes away everything from him.
"Three seconds ago, I'm not a kid! Hey, come on, man! Jojima! Do something about this girl!
Makoto Ogasawara took the clothes in his hand from him, and Rikanaka, who is trying to take the clothes back, begs me for help in tears.
"That's how you cry to Aoi right away! Which is awesome being a child! Aoi is too sweet for Senior Rikanaka!
Makoto Ogasawara, who posts his stolen clothes high enough not to be snatched back from his foster care, looks inside trying to snatch his clothes back by jumping pimply.
"It's not Makoto who's spoiling me. No! Mr. Castle Island's spoiling him, so he's getting busier and busier! And don't call me Ethereum! I'm really mad at you! I'm scared when I'm angry.
During the fostering, where the angry voltage soared, when his face turned bright red and he barked, he clenched his hands and made a fist, slamming Makoto Ogasawara's chest out pokapoka. Because of this, Makoto Ogasawara's chest rumbles around endlessly with Brumbourne.
"It's not even grown. Fuck you!
Is it not that painful to be slapped in the chest, Makoto Ogasawara, who hummed his nose, rolled out his final weapon when blaming him for fostering. When I heard the words, the nursery opened its eyes.
"Ugh! I'm already mad at you! I'm already mad at you!
The anger seemed to have overtaken the culmination, and when he hissed, he squeezed his hands toward the ceiling, and knelt down and held his knees.
"Ugh, one of these days it will grow..."
I thought you were going to fight back, and he broke my heart. Did you care so much about not having hair growing? The next time I blame you inside, I'll take that neighborhood into account and I'll hunt you down mentally.
"Hey, you're close..."
Next to me sighing at the two idiots with a jitty eye, the clerk talking to me with a smile on his face.
The three of them came into the store together, exposing themselves to being familiar with those two idiots. And they also see that those two idiots are telling me it's me.
"Sorry for the noise"
Once I apologize, the clerk who waves his hands small in front of his chest shows an adult response, "I'm young, so it's just a little noisy," etc.
The clerk who looks like he's pulling it off to add and subtract two idiots, but he doesn't seem angry.
"Your customers have been calm for a long time. It doesn't look so different from the two of you."
"Oh, you're all three the same age. Well, I don't like the noise."
Talk to the clerk who started the public conversation and answer. Even the store is bothering me. You should rub the sesame seeds before the clerk gets angry.
When the clerk who heard my answer laughed and said "Really?" he turned his gaze to the two idiots. And when I put my hand on my cheek, I tilted my neck. It's a trick to say that there is something that doesn't fall in your heart.
What, did you say something that bothered me?
The clerk, who had been looking at the two idiots for a while, tilted his neck again with his hands on his cheek as he turned his gaze to me.
"Sir, didn't you just say it was me?
It's already late when you think it's gone. They're asking me exactly what my nickname is.
Did you find out it was a man? No, to see the look on the clerk's face, I feel like I'm just wondering. If I make a hasty correction here, they might be suspicious the other way around. So what do we do?
Push it off, or yes. Let's push it off. You just have to be grand. It's okay, no problem.
"I... I'm actually my daughter!
I answered the clerk with a tight expression. It's a cold sweat inside, but don't put it on the table that you're upset. Two idiots annoyed me. Quote me, try to find out I'm the guy in the ladies' costume, seriously, I could be wanted by the police.
The clerk who hears my hand in resurrection is hardened with a smile on his face.
Are you out of your mind? Couldn't you? I thought it was a good hand, but you twisted it a little too much? Should I have normally said, "Oh, I made a mistake" or something?
I mean, I was gonna deal with it calmly myself, but, hey, am I in a pretty panic?
Don't rush, calm down, calm down first. If you're screwed, you just have to think of your next hand. A real hand in resurrection to break the status quo.
... No, I can't think of any. This is why I can't. I have no application skills while I specialize in prayer. Adrift is not advantageous. Shit, that's fucked up. This is...
Anyway, do you want Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara to withdraw from this scene? If the three of us are coached together, it's all over. Especially Makoto Ogasawara. If that idiot were to be coached by the police, it would be more obvious than seeing fire that the situation would get out of hand. Then let him pull inside and let him leave the scene.
I don't care if it's just me. All right, that's settled.
"Customer"
"Yes!
I struck out of this one to create a gap, and in the meantime, while trying to get the two idiots off this scene, I got just a preemptive attack from the clerk.
Did they read this hand? Do you know how to read minds? If you're in business, it can be a lot.
He chopped his heart so hard that it bounced out, and sweat erupted from his entire body.
Calm down, don't panic. It is the predicament that must be dealt with calmly. No, predicament is our chance at a delicate corner. The worse this one is, the more alert they are. Poke it there.
Concentrate. Read their thoughts. Find a gap.
"A little, a little bit off the hook, but don't go home, okay? Really, please? I'll be right back."
The clerk, who put his hands in front of his chest and pressed, "Don't move there," left me early.
Are you going to call the police? Or did you go to the shopping mall security office to request backup? Either way, now is the biggest opportunity. It's silly of you not to move when you tell me not to.
It's the only time. If you want to run, put it down now. There's nothing else.
"Inside! Ogasawara! We're leaving this place now!
I tried to run out as I called on the two of them.
"You're saying I found it first. Come on! Let go of me!
"I don't like it! That's what I've been watching since yesterday.
"You weren't here yesterday! If you're gonna lie, you're gonna have to lie better!
"How do you know what a lie is!? I was watching!? Senior foster school doesn't know where and what I was doing yesterday, do you?!?
"Have you been in Mr. Castle Island's room all day yesterday!? Mr. Castle Island told me!
"I'm sorry -! I went out on the way out and I came here. Whoa! I felt like I was coming here today, so I came down here to take a look, sooo!
"Absolutely a lie! Makoto's a liar!
"I have proof!? Even though I don't have any proof, I'd rather call you a liar!
I'm not listening.
"Come on, you idiots!
"Ouch!?
"Ukyu!?
Running over to the two idiots taking a pair of clothes from each other, I grabbed my collar when I fisted them in the head, forcing them to pull and try to get them out of the store.
But that's where my body petrified. There were three clerks at the entrance and exit of the store, waiting arm in arm.
Was it too late? They're going to stop us until the guards get here.
What to do, force a breakthrough. No, I can't. I'd still be alone.
"Makoto-chan, boo!
"Senior Rikanaka's Tako-soo!
The two idiots who are still arguing even when they grab the collar from me are together, not very much, but impossible to forcibly break through. Resist that and you'll just make extra noise.
Rikanaka, Ogasawara, listen to me.
"Makoto, hey, hey, hey!
"AHHHHHHHHHHHH!
You two idiots who ignore my whining and don't try to stop the fight. Having eaten and tied my teeth, I looked back as I took my hands off the two collars I was grabbing. And stare at them both.
"Oh, that?... Mr. Castle Island, are you not so angry?
"Oh, haha... you look very angry"
The two shriveled as soon as I stared at them, grinning bitterly as they looked at each other with a blue face scratching a cold sweat.
All right, you're quiet, that's fine.
"Listen carefully, the question is behind you. Just follow my orders."
Two people who snort honestly at my words.
"You two came here together. And he met me by chance. I mean, you and I weren't acting together, we just happened to bowl each other in here. I didn't even know him, I called you guys. I don't know anything else. Answer that no matter what anyone asks you."
"Huh? So, but..."
"Aoi is familiar with his face. I'm a loved one. I can't tell you I don't know!
Makoto Ogasawara rejects my orders kickingly during his confusion. Is it still difficult to manipulate Makoto Ogasawara freely? Well, that's what I knew.
Ignoring Makoto Ogasawara, I put my hands on both shoulders of the foster home, staring straight at the foster home.
He stared at me, dyed my cheeks, swimming his eyes inside, but you felt the urgency of the matter, squeezing your expression and staring straight back at me.
"Foster Chung, you understand what I just said. Give my regards to the idiot next door. You also know that the idiot next door doesn't quite bend his will once you put it out. That's why I ask you. I believe you can do something about it."
When I said that and took my hands off both shoulders of the foster care, I stared at Makoto Ogasawara standing next to them inside.
That's Makoto Ogasawara. You understood that things were urgent, too, and he looked at me anxiously as he grated.
"Listen carefully to Senior Rikanaka. You got it."
Reaching out and placing Pong on Makoto Ogasawara's head, he gently stroked and withdrew his hand. And I see the inside as chilling.
Inside nodding while blushing his face. When I saw it, I turned my heel back and stepped out to the clerk waiting at the entrance.
Please, Rinaka, if you think you can escape while I'm making a gap, do everything you can to escape. If that's not possible, just tell me you're not so familiar with me, like I said. Whatever they ask.
It's okay, there's no problem. In the end, it's a matter of the extent to which I dress as a woman. If you penetrate the unknown, you won't pursue Rikanaka and Makoto Ogasawara any further.
The problem is if Makoto Ogasawara says something extra. Still won't be a big problem to the point of being coached, but I will definitely be contacting my home. That's the trouble.
You don't have anywhere else to go, but you need to wake up. I know best what happens.
It's really hard not to have a place. Hey, right, Makoto Ogasawara?
Standing in front of the three clerks waiting at the entrance, I laughed in the most moderate position possible.
This is our last chance. I won't resist. Accept their opinions honestly. Soon you will apologize to your life and appeal to your discretion.
"Ladies and gentlemen, this is my daughter from Monophone!
One of the clerks standing at the entrance, the clerk who was my customer service earlier, called out to the other two when he gave me a hand sassy.
"Oh! I heard you were there, but my daughter seems to be more rare than my daughter, manager!
"And she's beautiful. Yikes! And then somewhere boyish! Haven't you been able to talk too much, manager?
The two remaining clerks are inquiring with Hisohisso as they sparkle their eyes at the clerk who was my customer service.
"You guys are rude to our customers. Hey! Don't look too giddy!
Looks like they're going to be talking hissohisso, but the three of them who seem to be getting their noses rough and excited are in a dull leak with their voices equally unchecked.
After looking at those three, I found out that things were apparently not so urgent.
I stroke my ho chest down, and doh tiredness pushes me.
Well, I took the liberty of assuming the worst. It just seemed empty, but if nothing happened, that's fine.
The impulse to sit on the spot with so much carelessness, desperately indulging in it, the clerk called the store manager approached me softly.
"Oh, I'm sorry to disturb you. Because the customer was too, um, beautiful. Would you say that my nickname fits the mold? Well, if you'll excuse me, it was so natural and fitting that I was moved and disturbed..."
The manager lowers his eyebrow butt and bows his head sorry. The two clerks holding back behind them were also shyly blushing and bowing their heads.
In the meantime, the danger seems to have left.
"I don't know what to do, Mr. Castle Island just now, it was super cool..."
"Aoi Shisha still cuts Aoi Shisha..."
Looking back at the whining I heard from behind, two idiots with sparkling eyes were staring at me with a slightly swinging look.
What the hell am I doing? Why are you so tired? And I want you to do something about your crisp and damaged stomach. True and true.