It was after school and we headed to the warehouse.
But you were really out of line today on the subject of breast milk. It must have been so shocking for the two beautiful girls to talk about breastmilk in front of a large crowd.
That's also true, or even more surprising because Makoto Ogasawara, who is rumored to be synonymous with clarity and pity at all, is fighting over her breast milk with a mysterious beautiful girl, and even though that's just shocking, a mysterious beautiful girl showed up at our high school.
I'm one of the parties, but I think I would have been quite surprised if I'd found out later. I mean, I think we never wanted to get involved.
The foster care seemed rather depressed, but True Harp is trying to encourage authentic efforts to serve milk.
What is this difference? No, I'm not trying to tell you to be depressed. I don't care if you two get depressed. It would be easier if you could just stay positive about true harp.
But I don't have any milk. He said he was buying Holstein's DVD and studying it. I'm afraid I think I'll really get out if I try. And I'm afraid I don't seem half as depressed when I realize I'm not answering.
While I was thinking about it, I was at the end of the woods behind the warehouse, at the entrance to the beast path.
"Ah, Aoi."
Makoto, standing blustered at the entrance, looked back at him for signs of people, and when he looked at me, he ran over with a full grin.
Shit, I came here unconsciously. While True Harp was blocking in, it was my job to pick up the kid bitch. I passed the warehouse unconsciously and came this far.
Habits are scary.
"Oh, if you're here, you don't need me, yeah. Well, then, I'll go to the warehouse first..."
"Aoi, Aoi, Aoi, Aoi, Aoi, Aoi, Aoi, Aoi"
Sadly I raised my right hand and tried to head to the warehouse, and Makoto, who completely ignored my words, thrust towards my belly.
"Oh, come on!
"Ugh!?
And when I pounded my head on each side, Makoto, who held me still, rubbed a gritty face on his chest.
Painful. I can't really breathe for it. Because Mizo sucks. Because it's one of the human steeples.
My diaphragm cramped after eating my head poke at Mizo, and I was having trouble breathing and couldn't move, so I hugged her all I wanted and rubbed her face. That's all, sweet bites everywhere in my body.
This is that one, it's like marking. It just seems like you're trying to transfer your smell to my body and claim to be a territory or possession.
Probably part of the foster care measures.
"Makoto! Brother!
I heard a kid bitch from afar, and then I heard footsteps.
A shadow in the sight of Xia. Because of the tears and breathing difficulties, my vision seeps in and I can't see very well, but I seem to be waving my hands and rushing over here.
A shadow that draws closer and a voice that grows louder.
When the shadow and voice approached me, I was finally able to breathe properly and my vision began to return to normal.
A girl, or kid bitch, with long dark hair twintailed, comes running over that twintail.
Let me bounce my breath, staring at this one with big eyes that tend to be busy fishing eyes, with a full grin.
"Shizuka!
"Makoto! Zhenqin picked you up..."
The distance between us and the kid bitch was a few meters left, and the kid bitch who was running with all his might slowed down that speed. Exactly then, the harp that was marking me bounced out like a bullet.
"Shizuka shan!
"Mako-hoo!?
The kid who got distracted when he finally arrived at us. Zhenqin's head burst there.
A kid bitch eats a head poke at Mizo, bends her body to a letter that floats through the air.
I tried to put it away. I tried to put the harp together. But by the time I reached out, True Harp had already begun to make his way toward the kid bitch, and I couldn't make it.
I'm quite tall, but I can never say I'm a blessed stature. But I too, man, barely withstood the trunk of the harp.
But the kid bitch is different. Slightly lower height and luxurious body than in foster care. Besides, there are no big breasts inside. I mean light.
Such a kid bitch got a true harp thrust. And now I'm blown away and dancing in the air.
That could have just died.
Good for you, kid bitch. You'd be happy to ascend with your sister's hand, as you wish, wouldn't you? So kid bitch, will you stop staring at me with your bloody eyes while I float through the air?
"Shizuka is Shizuka's sister! I'm not giving it to Senior Rikanaka, and I'm serving milk with True Harp. Shh!
"Hiuuuuu."
True harp, running faster than a blown kid bitch, kicked the ground and caught the kid bitch in the air, landed with a hug.
You're still a great athletic ability. Simple moves would be no match for Rikanaka, but Rikanaka was the only one to have flushed the trunk of the harp. In terms of overall talent, the inner middle may be up, but the weakness is the lack of strength in foster care. In exchange for that, Zhenqin's health is inexhaustible. Moreover, it combines incredible resilience.
A flash of battle would raise armaments all over the inside, but when it comes to a long battle, the true harp is overwhelmingly advantageous.
That's right, and like I was, the kid bitch, whose diaphragm seems to be cramping and having trouble breathing, is raising a non-voiceless groan as she cramps into small pieces. And he was still staring at me with his bloody eyes.
- You're my brother's pet. If you want to keep it, take responsibility and put a proper collar on it and keep it chained.
Those bloody eyes were silently appealing to me like that.
No, uh, that's your sister, but, uh, I don't know, um, I'm sorry.
"Humph, humph, humph, humph, humph"
"Ugh, uh-huh, ah-huh"
A kid bitch who is relaxed and cramped into small pieces. Makoto, who is holding that kid bitch up, is pressing his face against Pepper's chest and rubbing his face just like I did when I was there.
It's marking, I knew I was marking it.
"All right. Now you'll be fine for a while."
Makoto smiled when he said so, taking his face off the pussy chest of the kid bitch.
What's okay, I wanted to go in, but when I did, I felt like I lost and couldn't go in.
Makotoko and I headed for Makotoko, who held a quiet kid bitch beside him.
When I saw it, I crossed my hands in front of my chest, put my right foot slightly forward, and lowered my left foot slightly back and dropped my hips.
Shock-absorbing position for the versus the trumpet. I can't be as clever as a foster home. But with this posture, you can do the least amount of damage by eating a head punch at each of us.
"So what do we do now?
Makoto, who walked me to my sight on my guard, said so and stared straight at me.
You know what to do. Start tutoring at the warehouse...
Trying to walk out towards the warehouse, I looked back remembering a strange hook in True Harp's words.
What are we gonna do now? Why would you say that all of a sudden? Heading to the warehouse is a dead end. Why would you dare ask that?
What do we do now? If that word wasn't “today," I wouldn't have cared so much.
Today is the day my mother goes home. The true harp guy, did you purchase the information via your brother?
In one case yesterday, my brother seems to have regained the true harp very highly. And my brother wanted me to meet my mother.
Did you think that you could do something if you asked True Harp? Is that why you gave information to True Harp?
"I'm going to the warehouse. Nothing else."
"Are you sure that's all right? If I don't see you today, won't it be hard to see you all the way ahead?
When I answered distracting myself from the true harp, I returned the straight words of the true harp.
Again, I know the true harp. Brother, do something extra.
"It's none of your business. Don't try to stick your neck in anything unnecessary."
"It doesn't matter. Aoi's troubles are mine. When Aoi suffers, I suffer, too. And..."
The voice was shaking slightly.
Returning his gaze to the true harp, the true harp with his mouth in a letter to his tears was rattling and shivering his knees.
He's ready to scold me.
We're going to the warehouse.
"So!
True harp eats down on me when I return my heel.
What True Harp is trying to do is really an extra favor. I would have left it to anger to yell and scatter before, but I don't feel anger.
That's what True Harp would do if he knew, he probably thought.
But about my mother, no, about my family, it's taboo for me.
I haven't explained the situation to Zhenqin, but if the source is my brother, I'm likely to know. And if you do, you naturally know that it could touch my scales.
Still, I dared say it.
Aoi and Aoi think about me all year round, why did you bother saying things like buying my anger?
I know. You'd think it was for me. To hate me, you decided it would be good for me, so I guess you mouthed it with the thought of a severance.
"Kejime is definitely going to put it on. But not now. Sooner or later, you'll come out of me."
So I approached Jinqin, and when I put my hand on the head of the bowing Jinqin, I gently stroked it.
You sure about that? Am I not just scared? Aren't you just running away?
Today is the day if you want to see me. If we don't see each other today, it's going to be hard to see her, as True Harp says.
My brother knows that too, so he was trying to get me up by telling me that my mother was depressed.
My bad is my mother, so she's the one who wants to see me, because such a mother is a pathetic person, so I could have pity on her, so she told me to meet her, and that's what she was holding my shoulder.
Even if you get that far, I still can't see you. I don't have the courage to step out.
In exchange for that, the growth of the true harp has something to keep an eye on.
Being prepared to make opinions about favored opponents is not something that most people are prepared to do.
Still thinking for the other person, True Harp stepped out. Even if that were to lead to the worst possible outcome, we beat that fear and stepped straight forward.
Wasn't serving milk enough to fill your head? Well, I guess one thing about milk is for me after all. You thought I'd be worried if I was depressed, and you dared say something stupid.
Don't snort when you're in a hurry. True harp is growing at an abnormal rate. When I realize it, they're going to chase me through and I'm not even going to see my back.
Please, don't go too far ahead. I'm running late.
When we arrived at the warehouse, the inside was crouching next to the door.
He pointed his lips at the top of the Buddha and seems to be in a diagonal mood.
That said, Rikanaka didn't have the key to the warehouse. Besides, I just explained the location of the warehouse verbally. That's what I got there so often.
But are you angry because you struggled to find it? No, you're not. That's not how he rots in foster care.
I was probably watching. Exchange between me and Makoto.
"In foster care, I'm sorry. Unlock Now"
I spoke inside kneeling beside the door and took the key out of my pocket.
"Nothing. I don't care."
When I looked up at Makoto standing behind me during foster care, who turned away and answered the blast stick, I glanced at him.
"It's a loan."
When I heard the grumpy words in it, I was sure I was still watching.
"I don't remember asking you to lend it to me"
Makoto, looking down inside, answers this again with a splash of a stick.
The two staring at each other turned away at the same time.
We're good friends, guys. Perfect breath.
Upon entering the warehouse, he confirmed that True Harp and foster care had entered and fastened the key from the inside.
True harp is just used to it, and when I put the kid bitch I was holding beside me to bed, I get ready to make tea. On the other hand, I'm still in a bad mood.
"How was your day? You didn't have a problem with that?
When I inquired into the inside, which was rotten but leaning perfectly against me, the cheeks of the inside of the house, pointing towards me, swelled puckedly.
"It went smoother than I expected. It was all over by noon and it was hard to kill time"
Why salute? It's a tone that doesn't sound like a foster home. This looks pretty pissed off.
I know about foster care. I have to tell you about my family. Still, if you ask, you'll get angry.
But True Harp brought up the subject, and I wasn't angry. Perhaps Rikanaka, who was watching from the shadows, doesn't care about my response to True Harp.
"That's right, Mr. Castle Island. I don't care about rumors like men's clothing women and faggots, what's a person called Sugiura? I'm not saying she's Castle Island's girlfriend."
A foster child who was looking at me with his cheeks swollen, looked at me with a chill and changed the subject.
"Uh, Sugiura. No, I'm not sure, either, but it sounds like you're talking to me as you please."
To put it that way, I forgot, but there was something about Sugiura. Initially I was going to use Sugiura to override rumors, but things changed.
Shinqin can't be used poorly because of Sasaki, but he is free in foster care. I don't have to take advantage of Sugiura, which seems like a hassle, but I don't care if I use foster care.
I mean, you don't actually care about it anymore. My brother also said he was going home, and if he wanted to make a rumor, he's winning the feeling of being on his own.
"That's not the right thing to do. Letting it go can be a hassle, and you need to find out, right?
"Uh, well, there's material, there."
That's what I said, pointing to the table in front of the couch. There's a blue file on that table.
"Huh?"
"Makoto looked it up. It looks like Sugiura has a lot of details about him."
"Like?"
"Oh, well, I just read the flush, so I don't know the details"
I was going to take a good look at it later, but the foster school joined me and it was gone.
"I mean, I looked into it, and Makoto knew it. And yet you left it?
"I guess."
"Huh, well... this could be a bit of a hassle"
During the foster care with arms in front of his chest, his eyes narrowed softly and he groaned.
Is this gonna be a problem? What's this all about? If we don't get a little bit out of here, it's not gonna be a problem, is it?
"Mr. Castle Island."
"What?
A nursery with his face up smiled and looked at me.
Oh, my God. Hey, you have a nasty smile.
"Never make contact with that Sugiura-san, do you? At least until I'm done investigating."
"Ah? Oh, oh... there's no contact. I'm not interested."
I nodded with an unpleasant feeling inside talking with a full smile.
Could Sugiura be more troublesome than I thought? Even in foster care, I seem to have used half a day to get some information, and I noticed something when I learned that True Harp was going to be looking into it.
Besides, Rikanaka is laughing, but I can see she's on guard.
Even for me, I don't want any more trouble. You should leave this place to the inside.
But when you tell me not to look, it's something you want to see, a human being.
When I sat on the couch, the hot water swallows were placed on the table as I predicted the timing.
Green tea was poured into the hot water swallowing.
I used to bring hot water, but now True Harp has it. I didn't say anything, but it happened naturally.
And beside my own hot water swallow, a cute mug was placed.
The mug is not for the true harp because the true harp also has its own dedicated water swallowing.
The kid bitch is still dead in bed, so there's only one left.
"It's coarse tea though."
"Thanks for taking the time. But if you can, I'd like a good cup of tea, not coarse tea?
Zhenqin smiles and speaks in the foster care where he sat next to me, and Zhenqin answers the query with a smile. And they turned away at the same time.
You're really close, guys.
While Rikanaka was talking to me, Makoto stayed away from us pretending to support the tea. And even prepared a mug dedicated to foster care.
"Why is it just my mug? Mr. Castle Island and Makoto's are matching hot water swallows, right?
"Huh? No, right? The matches are Aoi, me and Shizuka's hot water swallows. Senior Rikanaka is the only one out of the club."
"Heh, heh, heh, heh"
"That's right."
While in foster care that attracted a smile and answering in a pale tone, Makoto once again turned his face away at the same time.
You're really close, guys. You're breathtaking enough to say you even had a meeting in advance.
Makoto, who placed his own hot water next to me opposite the foster school, leaned against me when he sat on the couch. When I saw it, the nursery raised a vivid blue muscle in his temple, he turned to me.
Painful. And narrow.
The couch is so big, you don't have to be so dense about anything.
"Tea, isn't it a little thin?
Taking the mug and sipping the tea, Rikanaka complained face to face. Don't complain about having your tea brewed. You look like a pussy.
"Oh, you know what? In fact, Aoi transferred the tea from Sudden Suzu to the magic bottle so that she could have a delicious cup of tea at any time. I repeated that twice and wondered if it was time to pour tea into Senior Rikanaka's mug. So it's thin and obvious."
True harp with a full smile on his face, gesturing and gesturing and explaining in a pleasant way.
I thought Rikanaka complained about just hanging out with True Harp, but you were really thin.
"Heh, heh, yeah. Hahaha......"
A foster care center that freaked and thickened the blue muscles that were rising on his temples nodded yeah yeah with a dry laugh.
"Ma, Makoto. I was wondering if you were selling me a fight?
"Huh? You don't sell fights, do you? I'm just harassing you."
Makoto smiled like he'd always looked at me while I was in foster care with this unnatural grin on.
I don't care, you guys, do you need to pinch me for fighting?
"It comes to my head. It really comes to my mind. I didn't think you were such a annoying kid. Damn, that's on my mind..."
Rikanaka, distracted from his true harp, sipped his tea with a bump and a grunt. And the taste is thin. He complains that the water is lukewarm, but he drank tea well for it.
The mug that's in the hands of such an inner circle depicts the face of a cute cat in deformation. And behind that cat's face, this was again heavily inscribed.
with BestFriend in pink English.
Well, don't get me wrong. You told me head-on that you were harassing me, but my heart comes from a mug, so I won't be able to say anything back.
Damn, you're losing in foster care this time.
Well, shall we leave this much to play with? It's a waste of time.
It's hard for the two of us to pinch each other and get in motion, but we manage to take the yukata that was placed on the table, sip the tea and leak a ho sigh.
About Shizuka.
And I opened my mouth. The two of you, who were turning away, squeezed your expression and stared at me as soon as possible.
"Makoto will know, but foster school will be the first ear. Shizuka always uses drugs like ecstasy that have an exciting effect. Sounds like a legal medicine, but I think it's a dangerous substitute depending on the amount you take at once. And it's dependent, and the duration of the dose seems quite long."
The look on my face clouded my words.
"The purpose of the medication you are taking seems to be to make you feel better easily. He was being hunted down a lot. I guess pleasure was the quickest way to distract me from reality"
"Shizuka?
True harp leaned down inside whining like it was incredible. I guess you feel responsible for the kid bitch taking the pills.
It's a story I can't tell you not to worry about. Whatever you say, True Harp feels responsible and hunts himself down. Then you can solve the problem before you worry about four or five. And I have a card in front of me that can solve the problem instantly.
"In order to stop Shizuka's dependence on medicine, I need your help, Reichu."
"Huh?"
Yes, inside. The power in foster care should have a tremendous effect on regenerating the kid bitch.
"Take the poison and control the poison. I mean, if you're dependent on pleasure, give it more pleasure and let it depend on you."
"It was a forceful idea, but it sounds like Mr. Castle Island, yeah"
I smiled convulsively at my words, but I nodded whether I was convinced or not.
"So, you were thoroughly planted from me. I'll admit it. Besides, you will know how to take the same woman, Shizuka, into the captivity of pleasure."
"Heh!? Me!? Are you telling me that I'll take care of Shizuka?!?
Inside the look of surprise, I opened my eyes and rode myself out.
"Sure Shizuka is cute, but I don't have any hobbies over there. Yikes!? I like being tutored by it, but I'm not specialized in tutoring!
That's what I said. I shake my head hard inside. I seem to want to refrain from interfering with women.
That would be so. Even I wish I was involved with men. But I need it, so I can't help it.
Besides, intertwining between women has flowers, unlike intertwining between men. I guess it's because I'm the man.
"Don't go away, I'm not leaving anything to you alone. Tutoring is only on my own initiative. And let Makoto help me as my assistant. In the meantime, I want you to teach Shizuka your role independently."
"At the same time?"
"Oh, I mean, if I blame the top, you're the bottom. If I blame you below, you above. I want to concentrate myself. You want me to move along with it while you observe my behavior. I'm asking because I think I can be you."
When I say that and stare straight inside, the mouthful of foster care is bothered with my hands on my chin.
"At the same time? I don't mind if Mr. Castle Island is with you. If I'm not the only one talking about tutoring Shizuka, I'll take it. But..."
While I was in foster care with my face up, I stared at me with an anxious face.
"Are you okay? Me, too, and Makoto-san taught me, but it was only one-on-one, wasn't it? Makoto can use both hands even if she is an assistant, and she has a total of six arms. So you can blame me at the same time..."
Gokuri and spit-swallowing foster care. I know what you're trying to say. I'm the only one who has a limit to this kind of discipline, but if it takes three people, it doesn't have that limit either. Besides, the technology in foster care is origami. It's not too much to say with clarity that you think I have another. Besides, there will be a way of blaming each other because they are women.
How much pleasure is created by it? Instead of captivating pleasure, bad behavior can drive you insane.
But it has to be. If that's what I expected.
"Makoto, do you have any information about Shizuka's medicine?
Speaking to Makoto leaning next to me, Makoto, who nodded cocoon as he leaned down, reached for the bag he had placed at his feet. And I took one notebook out of it.
"It was on Shizuka's desk. It was like you wanted me to find it."
Makoto gives me that notebook. When I received it and checked inside, it was a diary about taking the medicine.
How much did you take in a day? And how many times did you take it? It was spelled pale without missing a day.
The amount of medicine that increases day by day. Perhaps it has become intolerable and less comfortable than I think.
Compared from the first page, the last page stated several times the dose.
That last date was yesterday. Kikivich was also on medication yesterday.
I knew it. I told him I'd take care of it. Kibich said he'd stop taking his meds. But I didn't think it would be so easy to stop.
Honestly, I think it's an excess problem in my hands. I think you should talk to an expert and get the right treatment. But the problem is not just physical. The spirit is heavily involved. And the kid bitch is now more positive than ever.
I guess I meant what I said about quitting the pills. But I couldn't beat my desires and desires and kept taking them. I mean, you broke your promise to me. I guess I wanted you to know that and deliberately left my notebook in the eye of True Harp.
The kid bitch trusts the true harp more than anyone else. I admire her wholeheartedly as a true sister, even if there is no blood connection.
It just seems foolish to pull the kid bitch, who is finally being honest, away from the real harp now. Being with True Harp should be the most important remedy for the kid bitch right now.
I am confident that if Rikanaka is added there, there is a good chance that he will look good.
However, there is a good chance that I will buy a new product once I have discarded all the medicine. Even if I lost that route of purchase, I might explore a new route of purchase.
Then take all the money and make it impossible to buy it in itself?
Then, worst of all, I might even try to sell my body and get my meds.
That's what dependency is all about.
"Then no matter how much you want to drink, you just have to create a situation where you'll never be able to drink"
True harp and Rikanaka caught my face when I laughed.
Whoa, did you look that bad? Sorry, I haven't burned in a long time.
"Makoto, if it's just Shizuka, how many days can you vacate the house?
True harp's complexion changed to my question. I guess I understood the intent of the question.
"We basically have our parents away. My father is a busy man, and my mother accompanies my father. So it's routine that there's only one housekeeper in the house."
Again. Never heard of it, but I thought they were coming to stay in my room somewhat freely, so I was wondering if my parents were relentless or if they were away a lot.
"When's the next time my parents come home?
"I don't know, but I often come back over the weekend. I get in touch with you the day before when you come back, but when it's a lot, you come back every week, or sometimes once a month if it's less. And I'll be sure to call you every day."
Hmm, don't you know when I'll be back? You have a little bit of anxiety. But if I hear from you the day before I go home, is there a problem?
"Is it possible to round up a housekeeper?
"I don't think there's a problem. He's a person who performs his job exactly, but he doesn't intervene in any way privately. The caregiver used to come, but Shitsuka at the time broke out when it was okay, so I quit. That went on a few times, and it felt settled with the current housekeeper."
I see. It's hard to take care of a troubled child and settle down with a housekeeper who performs his job lightly. That's convenient.
"Can I use the excuse of staying at a friend's house?
"I've never had anything like that before, but when I stayed at Aoi's house, they didn't say anything in particular."
You don't seem to have a problem. But when it comes to vacating the house for a week or so, that's just a bet. It would be a big problem if my parents reported it to me.
Then make friends? He's conveniently sitting next to a friend. Besides, he's extremely good at gaining trust from people.
Give me that and the address and contact details of the place to stay, and you'll be less likely to be suspicious. It won't be zero, but it should be much better.
"Go home today. And take him inside. Report that you are staying in a foster home. The address is fine in my apartment. I'm supposed to live next door to you in foster care, no problem."
"Okay."
True harp snorting cocoon at my words.
When that happens, is it school later? Rest in a row and you'll be suspicious, but you'll have to do something about that too.
I got my hand in the inner pocket of my uniform, and I took out my phone and hit the text.
- Sorry for the sudden. It's an unscrupulous favor, can't you get a flu certificate? His name is Shizuka Ogasawara. Today or tomorrow, if possible.
The e-mail was sent to my brother, naturally.
Then I got an email back without getting my hair in.
- Leave it to your brother.
I don't dare ask you how you're willing to get it, but what you need to have is an invincible brother.
"All right, is this what stepping is all about? Look, don't ever take your eyes off Shizuka while you're home. And I'm staying here today. We go to class during the day, but we meet here every hour for breaks."
"Ha!"
True harp that nods loudly and replies. But I haven't heard back from the foster family.
When I saw him in foster care, he stared at me. And then you realize what you're seeing from me, and you go back to me.
"Hey, wait, wait. No way......"
I'm in foster care, I know you understand so much just listening to the conversation, but you're confused by the less reckless nature of my measures.
No, don't be extra motivated when you look like that. Looks like it's been a long time since my blood's rolled.
"I didn't mean to imprison Shizuka here!?
The risen foster church raises its voice. Me and Makoto snorted at the words inside.
"Naturally, when it comes to rogues, it's decided to imprison girls and market them. I think it's time I went for a one-ranked scoundrel."
"Right"
Makoto nods loudly at my words and hammers. According to our answer, he held down his forehead with his hands as he drifted.
"If they find out, we might lose the police, right?
"Sort of, but if you're a bad guy, just enough to be marked by the police."
"Right."
Me and Makoto snort at the same time again as I whine inside holding my forehead by my hand.
When he looked down at us as he looked up, he leaked a sigh of relief.
"I wouldn't even ask about it, would I? Then I wonder if I'd be better off with you. Copy that. I'll give you a hand. But I'm more responsible than lending a hand. Promise me, only Mr. Castle Island won't carry it. I'm going to be impotent."
Gucci dropped his shoulder and said so. In foster care, he laughs snarlingly as he leaks his sigh again.
"But I might be a little jealous of Shizuka. Mr. Castle Island will be dealing with you all week, won't he? I was wondering if I could rely on drugs, too."
True harp clouded his expression as he groaned with a carefree grin.
"Senior Foster Chung is always having an episode, so there is no need to use medication."
Nodding yeah to the true harp words. Even this morning, the color trick almost set me in a trap.
"And rude. Then Makoto-chan isn't the same."
Nodding yeah to the words in it. Anyway, it's like he's going to attack me with my hands tied.
"It was a shame. True harp is usually clever, as he is estranged according to Aoi's orders. Don't stay with seniors in foster care who are still having an affair."
I leaned my neck towards the words of the true harp. Clever? Which mouth would you like?
"Clever? Who? Hey, who's smart? Which mouth are you talking about?
I snort, too, laughing with my nose at the words in foster care that I laughed with my nose. Yeah. He's right in foster care.
"It's this mouth."
"Come on, reason..."
The two people who hung out turned away at the same time.
You're really close, you guys.
"Look, you guys, take Shizuka home right now. I'll be ready to stay here."
That's what I said and I got up, and I looked back at the bed.
Kid bitch still sleeping in bed. Drops dripped off its closed eyeballs.
Raccoon sleeping. You must have mistaken us for trying to save ourselves by working together.
True harp and foster care may be, but I'm not, am I?
"Makoto and foster failed, but I'll beat him to the bottom of Naruto, even if it's just a kid bitch. Hehe, the blood will roll, the blood of the animals."
"I was told it was a failure!?
"Shit, I'm sorry! It's empty ears!
True harp and foster care stick in me at the same time when I laugh. And the kid bitch trembled in a freak.
Be prepared. I told you I wouldn't condone you because you're a kid, right? I've been under a lot of stress lately, and I'm trying to get it to dissipate fully.
It's not worth the fun in Tulpeta, so let me have some fun ringing in a good voice at best.