Leave the room and lock the door.
The kid bitch who left the room with me has a full smile with Nico as he wraps his hands around my left arm and hugs me.
It seems pleasant to experience a painful and spectacular peak of pleasure.
Meanwhile, Makoto, who left the room with me again, stands a little further away from me and looks flirty as he peeps at this one.
You think I'm still mad at you? And I guess I can't even say anything while I'm jealous that the kid bitch is sticking to me.
In the sense of suppressing jealousy, it would be better to leave the true harp alone for a while in this state. That way, it's obvious that you're desperate to start selling the festivities if you can't get away from me.
"Let's go."
"Ugh!
When I whine to no one, a kid bitch with a glimpse on my left arm replies well and snorts loudly.
When I looked at Chirali and True Harp on the side, Makoto, moisturizing his eyes and biting his lower lip, looked at us with envy.
If you ignore it and walk out, it comes with a bump.
Hmm, I hope it's effective, but I think it's a little too effective. It's troublesome to go around and be defiant.
"Makoto"
"... Huh"
When he stopped and called his name without looking back, his distracted nose returned.
What a pitiful voice. I can see you're about to cry.
"The punishment for this one case ends with an earlier ordination. But it won't happen again. If you tie me up again, I don't think you'll have to do it at that point."
"Ha!"
Makoto, who blocked my words and replied with his voice up, jumped on my right arm. And when I bury my face on my right shoulder, I'm shaking my shoulder and crying.
Looks like you've punished me quite a bit.
"Shit."
Tongue punch heard from the left side. And something that can be pressed gooey on your left arm.
When I turn my gaze, a kid bitch with a glimpse in my left arm is swelling his cheek and pressing his chest against my arm.
I don't care if they push my chest.
On the other hand, soft, tense swelling is pressed against the right arm.
This elasticity. This satisfaction. It still has to be this way.
"Grungy......"
Groans rising from the left. Turning his gaze, the kid bitch, who hoisted his big, hanging eyes further, was dying bright red to his ears to stare at the true harp. And when he looked up at me, he looked at me.
"Girls aren't all about breasts!
With that said, the kid bitch turns away pussy.
I didn't say anything, could it have been on my face?
Walk down the aisle and stop in front of the next room.
"You don't know how hard it is for your brother to walk!? Shinji, stay away from me!
"No."
"WOW! You were depressed until just now!
"Not now, not now."
Both neighbors are loud.
But well, without all these idiots, I would have pulled into my room by now. Keep off school, and I might have been forcibly deported to my parents' house.
"Mother, you're a coward."
True harp and kid bitch muttered to my whining.
Can an idiot read as much air as an idiot? The kid bitch is still a servant, it's amazing how true harp reads the air.
Mother who used the booze momentum to expose everything. I guess that's all I was sick of. I guess it was hard to say.
But when you let the momentum bring me back to my parents' house, things just get worse.
Because I knew that, the important part is throwing a round at my brother. And my brother, again, I'm the only one who sees it.
"But well, maybe they do look alike..."
Sakaura said I looked just like my mother. He'll know his mother better than anyone.
Kajiura-san is right. It looks exactly like there's an escape route.
Maybe Kajiura stopped leaving by her mother because she thought it was her fault for the tragedy that happened to her.
But it is an indisputable fact that Kajiura-san's presence has supported my mother.
What's wrong with being sweet? The Kajiura-san's words are piercing my heart.
If I had someone like that, or... No, it doesn't make sense that I thought about it because I wasn't there.
So this time, my mother took action, and my brother hitched a ride and tried to bring me back to my parents' house.
In the end, both my mother and brother just ran wild on their own. You'd actually be self-satisfied to say you're thinking about me.
Damn it, if your father says he's the most decent, stop the two rampage. That's about it.
But, Father, I will never forgive you. Whatever the reason, even if it was for me, I won't forgive you.
Unlike my brother, I'm a bad son. Besides, the sexual roots are all distorted. Yes, really? How can you honestly obey me?
"Makoto, Shizuka"
As I stopped in front of the neighboring room, I called out to the two of them with my arms on them.
"Yes."
"What? Brother"
A real harp looking up at me with a tight expression and a kid bitch leaning her neck and looking up at me.
"For once, thank you."
When I said that in a low voice, I walked out forcefully.
The two, who look distracted for a moment, walk out a moment late.
"Huh? Why? Why are you thanking me?
The sudden and incomprehensible look of the kid bitches, because I'm walking early, puts a gnarly force on both hands spinning on my left arm and follows me somewhat in a rushing mood.
"Shizuka! There's something behind Aoi when he's sweet! That's what Senior Rikanaka said, so no doubt about it! If you get distracted, you're in big trouble!
The true harp on the other hand follows me in a desperate shape, with a glimpse in my right arm. And I spoke to the kid bitch with a strange face.
"Heh? Who's Senior Rikaka?
"Anyone who knows anything about Mr. Aoi. Shh! She's a little girl like Shizuka, but unlike Shizuka, she's a big breasted, colorful person!
"What!? Why are you emphasizing your chest? Breasts don't matter! Is that right, maybe your brother's ex-girlfriend!?
"No! Don't be such a sweet girl! He's not gonna be her from the start. But if it's for Aoi, he can laugh and attack in the flames! That's the kind of person I am! I don't feel like I can win with clarity!
Kick-bitch's face blued on the spinning harp.
"Or are you cute?
When a kid bitch swallowed up gokuri and spit sees his chest chillily, he sees the true harp with a squeaky eye.
"It's so... cute. The look, the contents..."
Makoto stared at the kid bitch as he made him sweat his cheeks, and when he answered that with a trembling voice, he nodded cocklessly.
"And anyway, there's no doubt about that because that's what Senior Foster Chung said!
"Hey, watch out!
"That's good. Shh!
That's right, two idiots who call on each other and snort at each other.
Oh, well, I thanked you for that. Don't you ever thank me again?
That's right, and how does foster care appear in the eyes of true harp? Though it seems so beautified.
Speaking of foster care, they should be back this weekend. But the fact that one of the kid bitches was cleared eliminated the need to borrow a hand in foster care.
I tried to contact you, but you should tell me in person. If I just had to contact you, it would be the same as the last time I was gone all of a sudden.
So I'll meet him in person and tell him. I don't need you for this ruse, no, ever. He said he was already using it.
The ploy rubbed into the two idiots already. Nevertheless, the outline I conveyed is completely different from the truth.
In order to manipulate my brother, I need the power of my stupid sisters. But if you keep giving the outline of the ploy, you will definitely run out.
For that reason, I only told the Ogasawara family that I needed the approval of my brother in order to be adopted by my son-in-law.
In short, sell your brothers to soften them.
In fact, you use your brother to camouflage the relationship between the stupid sisters and me.
Although my brother has a lot of personality issues just like me, he looks like a superb beauty. Besides, he's tall and stylish, yet highly educated, plus the eldest son of a famous family.
Try it on the ladies of the world, it'll be so delicious that you can get your hands out of your throat.
In other words, you make contact with the Ogasawara sisters and show them off in public. Besides, the Ogasawara sisters desperately sell their festivities in an attempt to be liked by their brother. And then what happens? There should be rumors.
The Ogasawara sisters are in the mood of their younger brother in order to approach Soichiro Castle Island, Aoi's brother.
In other words, even if you come into contact with a true harp at school, strange rumors become difficult to stand.
In short, it can be called a Sasaki measure.
So whoever asks me what, I cloud and deceive. In that case, rumors will walk you alone.
If Zhenqin denies it and explains that it is his brother who is favoring him, perhaps no one will believe it.
No, I don't have a problem with anyone believing. Believers and disbelievers, if they can make any noise and spread rumors and get confused.
So if I talk, my brotherhood will rise up in force.
Anyway, my brother is super beautiful and has a masculine body. Besides, the trace of a famous house. On the other hand, I'm in a feminine poor shape. And the second son to leave the house sooner or later.
Which one, if you choose? Of course he would be my brother.
Even if the Ogasawara sisters approach me, their true aim is my brother, the eldest son of a famous family, and I am its stepping stone. It would be the pot I think if those rumors spread.
When this is successful, my brother will be well known in our high school, and will be noticed by the Ogasawara and Sasaki families.
Naturally my presence will also be bright, but I will hide behind my brother and become thin.
In that case, my brother will probably try to dive underground because he will be restricted in his movements. The secret to stopping it.
"Makoto, you know your brother's cell phone number, right?
He stopped at the front entrance of the apartment and inquired about the true harp.
"Huh? Oh, that's..."
"I'm not angry. You don't have to hide it. Call me right now if you know what I mean."
Makoto, whose arm is on my right arm, is upset by shaking his eyes at my inquiry.
There is no doubt that Zhenqin and his brother are in contact. And I don't know my brother's cell number.
I erased all the numbers I used to register when I came to this city. Besides, I erased my brother's number first.
Actually, I still remember the number itself, but I'm not sure it's the same number as it was at the time. Besides, it means a lot to make people call from True Harp's cell phone.
If you let me contact you from Shinqin before I'm here, you'll tell your brother that I found out that you and Shinqin are connected.
As a brother, you don't want me to know that you're messing with True Harp. You don't want me to have any extra doubts.
In that case, if you find out from me, it will be difficult to contact Makoto. In other words, it makes it difficult to extract my information from Makoto, my treasure trove of information.
My brother would have as many other sources as he can, but you should crush what you can crush.
True harp, who can't hide his agitation, took his phone out of his bag when he still probably left me.
You want me to keep a secret from you, but you don't want your brother to know that you've exposed it to me. I have to like it from my brother anyway.
"Also, hello, is that your brother? Sorry, Aoi has found out..."
Makoto, who is slowly holding his phone to his ear, is talking to that phone.
Well, I guess my brother's explanation starts, but I'm not interested in that stuff.
"Ah Aoi, your brother wants you to take his place..."
That's what I said, Jinqin gave me his phone. The expression and voice are sinking.
When I received the phone I was given, I invited True Harp.
I bowed to Makoto, who had come near me in horror, and I leaned my mouth against Makoto's ear.
"Was my brother angry?
In answer to that question, Zhenqin shook his neck to the side and answered.
I guess, asking me to keep it a secret is only a selfish favor of my brother. If you try to be a true harp, you'll be lying to me, so only a true harp will take risks.
Then it would be premeditated that True Harp would not be able to stand the lie and reveal it to me.
Most importantly, my brother would have prepared something in return. I don't know if True Harp has already received that in return, or if he was supposed to receive it from now on.
When I stroke the depressed head of Makoto, I put my phone in my ear and I bare my breath painfully.
Well, now, do you want to play a generation of acts?
"Hello, brother...?
And I turned to my phone and asked.
The voice of my brother flying from the other side of my phone. Naturally, excuses begin.
The content was an exemplary excuse, as expected, because I was worried about me, so I wanted to hear about the true harp, which I am most familiar with today. And repeated words of apology.
"To, brother... me, I'm bitter..."
Ignoring that brother's excuses and words of apology, I groaned painfully.
Call hung up as soon as possible.
"Huh?... of now, what?
A kid bitch with a glimpse of my left arm blues my face and frightens me, as if to call me a disgusting monster.
"... you're about something. Aoi looks very bad."
Makoto, standing in front of me, also said he saw something incredible, but he was shaking his face blue.
Nice face. Keep it blue. That's part of my plan.
So much less, my brother in a suit ran out the front door of the apartment. Naturally pale face.
"Aoi! I'm sorry, Ethereum! It's okay!"
To his brother, who came running with all his might, Zhenqin glanced at him as if his bat looked bad. The kid bitch on the other hand looks at his brother with his mouth wide open.
"Hey, what the... Beauty Shape"
The kid bitch must be new to seeing his brother. I have the same reaction as the first person I met with my brother. That's a mediocre guy, except for his appearance.
But True Harp would have been different. Even when I first saw my brother, I shouldn't have been so surprised. In the first place, I don't think True Harp has the mental structure to be confused by appearance.
"Shizuka, if you like a successful aesthetic, you can switch. I don't care. Besides, my brother is the eldest son of a famous family. You have a lot more power than I do. With your brother's help, you'll be able to get around with Sasaki better than me."
Yes, whispering to the kid bitch, the kid bitch who let his eyes swim shook his neck to the side.
"Sounds nice... but that guy, he's kind of scared"
And so I shrugged.
Well, I guess you felt the essence of your brother. No, even when I say survey, the sixth sense survey is the realm of true harp. The kid bitch would be by rule of thumb.
Does the kid bitch, who continues to be plagued by suspicion, excel at discerning the essence of his opponent in his first impression? Or did you feel a similar vibe to yourself?
The latter would be the so-called fellow hater.
"Aoi!
"Ha ha!?
Running to my sight, my brother thrust the kid bitch that was on my left arm with the momentum as it stood.
Grab the arm of the kid bitch, who screamed and nearly got blown away, with his left hand.
Oh, come on, you don't have to poke at anything.
"Ugh, ho... Yikes, it hurts"
The kid with his face up is groaning with his hands holding his chest down.
"Aoi! Is something wrong? Or are you worried about yesterday? It's all your fault! There's one thing wrong with Aoi.
When he grabbed my shoulders, he raised his voice with a pale face.
Is the kid bitch okay? He's a seemingly skinny brother, but his strength is immeasurable.
"Shizuka!
Makoto, who was distracted by a flash of events, rushed over to the dropping kid bitch and held him tight.
"It's okay. Wow, I'm a tough guy...
To the voice of the kid bitch, look behind his back with chills. Then True Harp was stroking his chest down in a ho.
Apparently, you're all right.
A kid bitch who feels comfortable with pain, but I guess he's not perverted enough to feel comfortable with unreasonable violence so far.
But I didn't know my brother would raise his hand to a woman. Well, I guess I just popped it because it's out of the way, rather than raise my hand, but one wrong step would be a big councillor.
"Oh, brother! How dare you do something to Shizuka!
True harp, who found out the kid bitch was safe and looked relieved, hung on his brother with the kid bitch in his arms.
True harp that you wouldn't feel angry or other fine dust even if you were thrust, but it seems different when that becomes your sister. He stares at his brother with an angry expression that is roughly unlike the true harp.
"Makoto, if you're worried, go to the hospital."
"Aoi! I don't care about that! Are you all right? It's impossible for you to sound weak on me!
When I spoke to the true harp of my angry mind, my brother, blocking that word and putting a critical force in his hands grabbing my shoulder, was staring at me with his bloody running eyes.
Or my shoulder breaks.
Shit, this is an unexpected development. Should I interrupt the measures and go to the hospital to see the kid bitch with me? If you do poorly, the kid bitch may have a bone abnormality.
"Whoa, brother! What do you mean, I don't care! Shizuka is in pain."
"Ma, Makoto, it's okay. I'm fine...... keho, keho"
Makoto shouting and the kid bitch stopping that Makoto. And my brother, who totally ignores those two.
What do we do? Continue the measures or interrupt? Either way, it's the worst development. Zhenqin, the liver of this ploy, has disgusted my brother.
No, it doesn't make sense to go on any further. Call it off. Anyway, it's a precondition to get Kirbitch to the hospital.
"To, brother, Shizuka is a dear sister of Makoto. You're overstating that it doesn't matter, right? I'm worried, so I'm taking you to the hospital."
When I glanced at my brother and told him so, he lowered his brow butt and stared at me, starting that gaze and pointing it at the kid bitch.
Looking into its eyes, a zoary chill rushes up its spine.
Emotionless everywhere, those eyes made me feel like an insect.
To my brother, foster care, Makoto, and kid bitch, I guess I really don't care.
Perhaps what I left behind even when I was involved with foster care and true harp was the kind of heart that was giving me toys.
If my weak brother would be content with it, he might have dared to leave it alone.
But if I get in the way, I'll cut it off without any feelings. Those were my eyes.
My knees began to tremble at will. Can you manipulate me, this guy? If it fails......
"Shh, I'm sorry. Because I was worried about Ethereum's condition, I got disturbed. You were Shizuka, I'm so sorry. Are you all right?
With his hands off my shoulder, my brother, with his emotionless eyes, only his expression came close to the kid's bitch worried.
"It's okay. It's really nothing. I'm worried too much about Makoto."
A kid bitch still distorting her face, but she forced herself to pull off the harp she was holding and waved her hands at her brother.
Makoto stares worryingly at the kid bitch beside it. The warmth of those eyes instantly unraveled the frozen mind and healed the tremors in his knees.
What were you afraid of? Were you going to run away again? Come on, if you don't run any further, you've decided to strike out.
"If it hurts, you should go to the hospital. Let's arrange for him to be examined with precision immediately. No need to worry about money. Makoto, I'm sorry I'm calling a cab right now, but could you escort your sister? Don't worry about Aoi, I'll take care of it."
My brother, who bowed his head lightly to the kid bitch, is watching and talking to True Harp.
Oh, come on, you're going to make me act differently. Did you decide that Makoto and Kikivich would get in the way of taking me to the hospital?
"Look, it's really okay. Yikes! There's nothing more to it!
"But..."
A kid bitch with her hands up and a grin. But the smile is slightly distorted by pain. I guess I'm imposing.
My brother's eyes, staring anxiously at such a kid bitch, still can't even feel the shard of his emotions.
"Brother! Do something! Shizuka's fine!
"Hey, Shizuka!
True harp raised his voice to the kid bitch who ran out. And when the kid bitch jumped on my left arm, he hugged my arm tightly with both hands.
"This is Shizuka's fixed position. Yikes! Right? Brother, I'm glad I managed to tell you two worriers!
A kid bitch with a hug in her arms, looking up at me and a full smile.
You seem to be doing some pushing, but you really seem to be okay. That's right, and apparently I was looking too sweet at the kid bitch.
He feels the essence of his brother and says he has glimpsed one scale of his horror, but he doesn't mean it at all.
On the contrary, he forcefully corrected the thoughts of his brother, who was trying to make him act differently.
The atmosphere of the place I was stuck in also showed childish waste, which instantly destroyed the bee.
That's an interesting momentum inside.
True opposite to true harp, which is easily flushed by the atmosphere. Moreover, even with walls, it is active to push through without stopping. And he also has the cunning to use himself as a child to penetrate selfishness.
A kid bitch with the kind of vulnerabilities that run off to drugs, but that's because the environment in which they were placed was hunting down the kid bitch. Did the original characteristics of the kid bitch that has been pushed into the surface begin to emerge after breaking the shell?
I get really weak in front of my brother. Me, but the kid bitch backup shooting works inside.
Maybe I picked this up more usable than I expected.
"Well, well, I wish I was okay, but Ethereum doesn't seem to be okay. Will you two go to school first? Aoi will take me to the hospital and send me to school if it seems okay."
That's what he said and looked worried about me. My brother looked sideways at the kid bitch wrapped around me.
With an anxious face, very cold eyes.
As he escaped from that brother's eyes, Sacchivich turned away his face, hiding his face in my arms, while putting out his peroli and tongue in an invisible position to his brother.
This bastard, you know you're being treated like a disturber by your brother, but you still hang on to me?
You're such a fluke that you want to go through the wobbly and praise me. I don't hate this hand type of woman. I want to tutor you and make you say hi hi.
Cool, that's good, not a bad flow. Then I'll take a ride on the kid bitch's flutter, too.
Continue with the measures.
"To, brother..."
I held my head down with my right hand and fluttered on the spot.
"Aoi!
My brother jumped into my act, which is not going to fall because of the kid bitch holding his arm tight.
Pull your left arm sassy and evacuate the kid bitch behind your back. You don't want kid bitch to be thrust twice either, he quickly hid himself behind my back.
Then gasilli and grabbed both shoulders.
Yes, it hurts. That's why I broke my shoulder bone.
"And don't worry. It's just a lack of sleep. It's just painful being attacked by a sleeper......"
"Me!? It's my fault! Sorry, Ethereum! Besides, there's no way to calm down in such a small room! Just in case, go to the hospital and get a first-rate hotel suite right away. Ugh! It's the best bed ever! Go to sleep there as long as you want!
I'm afraid of those bloody eyes of my brother, who looks like he's completely forgotten me.
Makoto, who can see behind my brother's back, was also looking at my brother with his face blue, whether it was just a dong pull in the mess of my brother.
Brother disturbed by the unusual. Even as a brother, you don't know how to handle me. It must have been unpredictable how I would react if I knew everything.
I don't know how optimistic I would have been if I wanted to go home.
But I can't talk about people either. It's the same with me not knowing how to deal with it.
But my brother is supposed to be disturbed. I just had a little too much momentum and pulled it off.
"You don't have to go to the hospital. Besides, the lack of sleep certainly bothered me, but it wasn't my brother's fault."
Because of my brother's too much momentum, he seems blue-faced without having to act.
"But in case anything happens, I can't take it back."
"Ombu"
The time around me stopped blocking my brother's words and saying what I said.
A brother who has solidified, and a true harp who is solidifying behind that brother as well. I don't see the kid bitch behind me, but he probably has his eyes open and he's a poker.
"... Oh, Aoi... Yes, what did I just say?
My brother, who was letting him sweat through his cheeks and swim his eyes, finally opened his mouth. The voice is trembling.
"Have a good time. I'm sleepy and I can't walk."
I laughed and replied to my brother like that.
It is possible that my brother is behind my back. Yesterday I observed the kid bitch and found out that he wanted me to take care of it anyway.
My brother, whose roots resemble those of that kid bitch, also said it could be.
I know my brother is not as simple as a kid bitch. But it's worth a try.
In short, use your brother with dignity. I want you to do that, tell yourself you want me to do this, and focus your brother's attention on me.
It's a bet if it works, but if it works, it will be possible to considerably restrict your brother's behavior, and it will also be possible to manipulate your brother's behavior here.
"Mo, motilonda"
That's what my brother said in a snarky tone as he rocked his eyes, and when he took his hands off my shoulders, he turned his back on me and crouched on the spot.
... It's gone so much better than I expected, dude.
No, well, I've never gotten over it, but what is this complicated state of mind?
Could he be simpler than I think?
Unconvinced somewhere, I rode on my brother's back.
While walking down the road to school, my brother was always in a good mood.
to the Ogasawara sisters walking on both sides of that brother. My brother was waving the topic himself and blossoming in conversation.
The kid bitch sold his charm well and was willing to put it in to his brother. I can still use it more than I expected.
Makoto, who was surprised at first, was also relieved of his brother's upbeat mood, and by the time the school approached, he had smiled and had a conversation.
It would also be big that the topic was my childhood story.
And me on my brother's back, silent all the time. The fact that he was attacked by a sleeper made him suspicious silently.
It's true that he was attacked by a sleeper, but if he was bombarded by my failures as a kid, his anger preceded his drowsiness and he was desperate to indulge.
And as planned, a considerable number of students who were attending school were to be witnessed.
It was me who exposed my brother to humiliation, but it had to be like this.
If I were on foot, I could definitely stay in the center. Then I'll stand out.
But now my brother is at the centre. Two beautiful girls stiffen both sides of it. And how is the pleasantly soothing and cold-blooded appearance reflected around you?
Besides, I'm on my brother's back, as if I can't get into a conversation, and I'm pretentious rotten.
Besides me, the main thing is only my brother and the Ogasawara sisters.
All you have to do is flush him around somehow when the strange Perfect Superman who was carrying me is my brother.
But they won't have to flush it.
I arrived at school and got off my brother's back. Students passing through the school gate take a serious look at the situation.
"Aoi, are you sure you're okay?
"Yes, I slept a little on your brother's back, so it's a lot easier"
"Oh, yeah, I slept on my back, so it got easier, yeah, yeah... ku"
You were thrilled with my words, my brother trembling with his arms in his eyes and his voice killed.
I'm a little scared of a lot of things, but you should stab me in the stomach here.
"Oh, um..."
"Hey, what? Aoi, do you have something to say? Whatever you say, I'll do whatever your brother can!
I indulged in a desperate attempt to escape unexpectedly to my brother, who had put his arm away from my eyes and stuffed me with his cheeks soaking wet.
"On, your brother's back was wide, powerful and reassuring"
And I managed to make a smile, and I told my brother yes.
My brother, who moistened his eyes, shuddered with a pull, "Yes, yes," he repeats like a Buddha in memory.
"So, I need you to do me a favor, and I want you to pick me up on my way home. I'll be a little late because I need help after school, but I'll get back to you. Can't you?
Yes, when I asked my brother and tilted his neck, he opened his eyes cuttingly. My body freaked out on its own with that too much temper.
"Damena Monocaa!"
His brother, who raised his voice so in a catacotto, raises his hands in a frivolous motion.
The figure looked like an unusually beautiful gorilla.
"Oh well... good..."
Are you happy enough that the words are catacotted?
Ideally, it's working, but there's me out there who doesn't want it to work out somewhere in his mind.
"See you later, brother..."
"Okay, no matter what, I'll definitely pick you up"
I raised my hand gently, my brother squeezing his expression and nodding loudly. Seems quite in the mood.
So far so good. And from here on out it's a bet. Will my brother ever move as I thought he would? If you move as you wish, this measure will be even more perfect. But there's no way I can manipulate my brother that easily.
So I just have to hope from here on out. Please, do as you wish.
"Makoto!
"Heh? Ha, ha!
Taking his gaze off of me, my brother raised his voice and called the name of the true harp when he turned back to the true harp.
Caught in the momentum, Makoto replies with a bishy and careful attitude.
"Aoi, give my brother my regards, please! Makoto is the only one I can count on! I want you to call me as soon as something happens! Run faster than the wind!
"No, no, no!
A brother who grabbed both shoulders of the true harp gasped up his voice without caring around him, and the true harp saluted and answered.
It's not what it ideally is. More than ideal.
My brother just went out of his way to tell me that he was my brother, or even let me know that he had the means to get in touch with True Harp. And Zhenqin agreed with that too.
In other words, I let them know that my brother and Makoto are quite close.
I don't even have to give you a hand with this. You can just watch the rumors walk alone on their own.
Makoto Ogasawara is associated with Aoi Castle Island's brother, which is why he knows Aoi Castle Island and his face.
The focus of the conversation will be on the relationship between my brother and Makoto, and I will aside.
This made it harder for me to make rumors that Makoto and I were socializing, even if I made contact with Makoto in school.
But rumors are rumours that may spread as inconvenient to me at times and in some cases, but that's when it happens. You just need to grasp the situation and change the direction of the rumors.
After my brother left, some girl student tried to get close to us, but she ran away with one of my glances.
I play honors and have a reputation for being a good person, but the percentage of female students talking to me is small. Probably because I don't see it well.
Sometimes poor eyesight can be helpful.
I feel my gaze and look back. Then True Harp and the kid bitch were looking at me with jito eyes.
"Aoi, there's definitely something going on. To be your son-in-law, your brother told you to like it, but I don't think that's all."
"I don't mind your brother being evil at all, but your brother didn't have to be like your brother earlier. You know, you're not a manly brother, you just look like a girl."
And the two of us are having a conversation with Hisohiso.
You're on your own to talk about hissopotamus, but don't let me hear that. It doesn't make sense.
No, if it's meant to upset me, it's a huge success.
When I sighed, I called with my right hand when I put my left hand on my hip.
"Shizuka, come here for a second"
"To? Me? Not a real harp? Oh, if you're angry, I'd like it to be a true harp, I don't know..."
You thought I'd call you and scold you about hissohisso stories, kid bitch looking at the true harp. But you didn't even want to be scolded, so you turned away.
"Ugh, flattery..."
The kid bitch blurted towards Makoto, who was turning away, either noticed or came close to me. And when he stood in front of me, he looked at me with his upper hand as if he were going to sell Fei.
I don't mean to offend you.
I grabbed the kid bitch's arm, and I pull the kid bitch straight into the shadow of the school gate.
"Oh, wow, no offense, it was a mild joke."
The kid bitch in a hurry is desperately making excuses by turning his face bright red. I let him gently touch that kid bitch's petty chest.
"My brother did something wrong. That hurt, didn't it? Are you sure you're okay with this?
Actually, I've always cared. I know it's okay to look at the kid bitch, but the kid bitch is really luxurious.
Besides, I hate violence. It has nothing to do with men or women, and I hate the act of silencing them with my arms.
"Heh? Oh, yeah, it still hurts a little, but heh..."
The decent kid bitch nodded and replied so.
Right, does it still hurt a little?
"Don't you have to go to the hospital? I'll accompany you if you want."
"Heh? Oh, no... duh, what's up, brother? It's too kind and disgusting..."
To my inquiry, the kid who stares at me with his jitsy eyes.
Disgusting, well, sure, but it's what my brother did, so it's natural for my brother to take responsibility.
That sounds really okay. If there were any abnormalities in the bones, I would be able to breathe.
But that doesn't mean it's over.
Once upon a time, when I was really little, my mother gave it to me.
Sure, you were obsessed with chasing after your brother, and you fell and rubbed off your knees.
My mother did it to me when I cried so hard.
He gently stroked Petanco's chest with his hands while keeping his hands on the kid's chest.
You're surprised by the sudden, the kid bitch who made you stark red to the ear cares about your surroundings.
It's okay, because I think about it invisibly and I'm positioning it.
"I want to be, I want to be, I want to be... Look, the pain is flying away"
I stretched my hand toward the sky, which was stroking my chest, and closed one eye and looked at the kid bitch.
"... yeah, we flew to the end of the universe"
Kid bitch staring up at me with her bright red to her ears.
There's no reason for pain to fly like this, but at least it's an apology. Because I got this from my mother and I felt like the pain had flown.
"Yes......"
I heard a voice from behind me and looked back. There is the figure of Makoto holding his belly down with both hands.
"Ouch, my stomach, it hurts.... I was just there! Suddenly I'm hungry! It hurts. It hurts. If you don't fly away, it won't heal!
I crouched down on the spot and looked down at the true harp, laughing with my nose.
It's special in the case of kid bitches. This one was totally bad. But Makoto, you have nothing to do with this. Who would do such an embarrassment, you idiot?
"Brother, your face is red..."
I accidentally turned away from the sound of the kid bitch I heard from the side.
"And I'm hot in the face..."
This is another kid bitch squealing.
"I was just there! My stomach hurts! It hurts. It hurts. If you don't fly, it won't heal. Ooh!
And Makoto, you shut up.