Devil Teacher

1.

The sushiya picked from the sushi street was a famous value.

After a pleasant lunch, the two of them opened their doors one by one at a nearby café and went to Sakai Makai to see the Orgoldang.

The buildings of the Daisho era, no matter how tall, stand on the side of the road.

From the gigantic Yatmak building in Kiwa, there are flashboards and leaflets to go to the countryside in Korea these days.

In between, the shrug quilt looks like a peculiar cycling bus.

Should I call it retro sentiment itself?

Even the items sold in the shop are not polite.

Crafts in leather.

Eugene frowned because he felt sorry for her, but Eugene bought one because he liked her gloves.

The main house of the Orthodox Party, which finally set foot in the spectacular clock towers and buildings.

Built in 1912, the Orgoldant is the largest Orgolian specialty store in Japan.

Orgol is a grocery and luxury item that is not needed by conscious owners.

Easy to say, pretty scum.

It seems to me that collecting and selling tens of thousands of such organs has come as a huge shock to Eugene.

Immediately after entering the main entrance through the steam clock placed in front of the entrance, Eugene spits out elasticity.

"Wow... this building is all for sale?"

"No, there are many exhibitions in the main hall, Orgol, Glassware, and Annex."

"It's crazy, it's really crazy...!"

From the first floor to the third floor, the ceiling of each floor was pierced by a mesmerizing building.

Clear orchids and sparkling lights from all over.

Orgols that are difficult to count even colorful statues are beautifully displayed.

From the ceiling to the floor, the wood-finished building looks like a wizard's hut with warm lights and fairy tales.

By the way, no one is good enough to say that there are only two tourists.

Both luck and timing were good.

"Sam, look at that!"

Eugene walks to the Orgol Tower, which is built in a pyramidal shape with a nearly flowing pedestal.

Reminds me of the Champagne Tower.

The sushi shaped Orgol was a little different from the Orgol that Yuchan had ever known.

What do you think?

It doesn't really matter if the baby girl likes it.

"Wow, that's so cute..."

"Can I buy you one?"

"Yes! Oh, no! I'll pick something prettier!"

An antique Orgol with a Renaissance vibe, starting with a character Orgol that doesn't go well with Otaru when time stops.

It looks like a small gift box or jewelry box.

The shape of the Mergo Round with the carousel circling around it.

Mixed with glass decoration, to a splendid light-formed Orgol.

All sorts of Orgols were exhibited as diverse as they could be called museums beyond the shop.

Eugene, who had been snooping around for a long time, had only reached the third floor where his valuables were gathered to find the product he wanted.

"This! I want to do this."

Eugene's choice was a snow globe-shaped organ.

When you close the reef, your eyes wiggle and your hands are scattered on a piece of prayer angel in the middle of the glass wall, and Chopin's piano tune flows.

I feel a vintage that weighs moderately rather than a splashy fancy because Eugene likes to pick something gorgeous and pretty.

Let's look at the price table. It's about 50,000.

The higher the number of floors, the higher the price. Of course, that price came from the choice of medium-sized Orgol on the third floor.

It wasn't cheap, but it wasn't something I couldn't buy if I liked it that way.

Eugene went after Eugene's gaze and looked at the price tag and was flawed.

"Oh, I'll just pick something else. This is more expensive...."

In the first place, Eugene used to pick things without paying attention to the price tag.

It was a by-product of a natural habit, but it was bought by the teacher, so I didn't want to burden him.

"No, do this."

"No, I think it's not very pretty, it's a lot of other things."

Eugene puts the Orgol back on the shelf.

Yuchan called the clerk and asked for packing while laughing.

Eugene said, 'Oh, it's really good,' but he couldn't hide his mouth that went up the seal.

Do you like puck or not?

"Now, presents."

I ended the payment and handed Eugene the Orgol that was piled up in paper bags and buffers.

Eugene smiles brightly and holds Eugene in her arms.

"You're the best! I'm so glad you brought me a place like this."

"Will you just listen to me, Eugene?"

"Absolutely! Anything you say."

A girl with a happy dream.

Is there anything more appropriate to formulate the infant formula now?

"You know what I hate the most?"

Eugene's expression slightly cracked.

I stare straight at her and look at her face.

The pupils who can't find a place for both are not very hard, but somehow adorable.

"What is it...?"

"I really hate people who don't keep their promises. Even if you meet me for a long time, even if you get closer than this. I hope you don't neglect your promises to me."

Eugene only noticed that this was an extension of the conversation we had earlier on the canal.

Briefly put together:

It's a mistake not to keep a relationship with the teacher.

"This is the first promise you and I make."

Eugene reaches out his half-handed finger, which Eugene holds.

Eugene also raises his hand reflectively and takes a euphoric position.

"Say whatever you want!"

I never intend to betray my promise to you.

It will be now and in the future.

Eugene felt more comfortable than ever because he didn't know what he was doing.

"Never break your promise to me."

"Yes! Stamp hic."

Eugene tries to take a thumb with his finger, but Eugene slips his thumb away.

I look her in the eye and remind her once again.

"Eugene, you have to be really careful. Never, never break it."

Eugene notices that this is far from a trivial prank between couples due to the serious attitude of the eunuch.

I hit my thumb with a serious expression.

"I don't want Sam gone. I will keep my promise."

"Yeah, he's a good kid."

"Stamp ~ Copy ~."

Eugene, who rubbed his palms and even played a light prank, still stood by Eugene with a clear smile.

2.

For the remaining 2 nights and 3 days.

Hokkaido rented a car and bought food for Eugene, who loved to explore the food, and returned at night to spend a hot night.

Despite the insistence of Eugene, who only wanted Hansako's top-level and face-to-face position, he was not very dissatisfied.

Every time I showered together after sex, Eugene used my chest, mouth, and hands to offer generous service.

I have to say that it will make up for the lack of pleasure.

As such, the schedule in Hokkaido was similar.

Ah, there was an event that was a little special.

Last night in Japan.

Pelana the Great Daughter, now I can't even suck my balls, but I wanted to know what the problem was when I saw the back hole.

So I can't forget Eugene's reaction when she tried to put a little finger in the back hole during sex.

The first word was the one that a man didn't want to hear most of the sex.

"Except."

Having face-to-face sex while lovingly hugging each other on the bed.

Yu Chan touches her anus with a slight movement of her hand holding Eugene's buttocks to relieve her curiosity.

I immediately heard Eugene's calm voice.

Eugene began to run away staring at Eugene with a horrible look on his face.

"How many times have I told you I don't like it? Sir, I respect you like this, and you don't care what my doctor says? How can a person be so selfish?"

Even though Eugene gave him an apology for his violent reaction, Eugene washed himself and went to the bathroom to see if he was still angry.

Even though he didn't know it would be such a violent refusal, Yuan also rested on a blanket on the floor of Dadami and asked him to sleep.

And about half an hour later?

Eugene pulls out her head as she hears the door open.

Eugene carefully sits next to his blanket as he enters the side of the eucalyptus in Utaka.

"Yu Chan, are you angry?"

Eugene asks if she has stabbings or regrets, or if she can't hold her own. She shakes her sleeves and asks.

He is aware that he has overreacted.

I think that might have upset you.

Wouldn't it be better if you weren't angry in the first place? There may be a question, but the euphemism had an accurate understanding of vigilant personality disorder.

Eugene's actions are not something that can be suppressed by will.

It is a defense mechanism close to a physiological response, like choking and nausea when you get a wooden stick.

"I'm sorry, but I was really upset then... and it's the last day I slept with Sam in Japan. I wanted to have a really nice last night..."

"I don't want to hear excuses."

Carefully cut Eugene's waist explaining his situation with his eyes open.

I felt a bit of strength in Eugene's hand holding the collar because I was surprised.

"Eugene, do you know how many times this is? I've put up with it a lot. I know that Eugene is in a difficult situation. But it's always the same. What do you do when you're angry and you don't see any signs of getting better, and you just jump in and apologize late?"

"That's... that's not it...."

"Are you sure that's not it?"

So far, Eugene's attitude towards Eugene has been the same.

No matter how big mistakes and mistakes you made, you covered it up like a man.

Maybe he believed it and acted more unconsciously? When I heard the question, Eugene couldn't stand it any longer.

"Answer me. Do you think my answer is clear?"

"No, no... I'm sorry..."

"How can I trust someone who can't stand magnetization like that? Can you believe that someone who has the most important feelings and doesn't tolerate moments of anger really loves me?"

After meeting Eugene, Eugene's face began to pale with the first scary look he saw.

So far, something is different from the teacher.

Will his continuing mistakes eventually invade to such an extent that he cannot accept them?

"Sir..."

"Eugene."

"Yes."

"I'm not trying to scold you right now. Have a seat here."

"Yes..."

"I like Eugene a lot, too. Even if I love you, it's not going to be weird. But Eugene wants our relationship to last. Isn't it?"

"Exactly..."

"Then let's put the problem together. Back to the first thing that happened today. We need to figure out what the problem is, so we can figure it out, right? What do you think of Eugene?"

"All right, Sam."

After a gentle euphemism, Eugene was a little relieved.

Even in this situation, he is still trying to have a better relationship.

"I'll start from the beginning. Why is Eugene so mad at me all of a sudden?"

"I'm sorry...."

"No, the answer is wrong. Eugene, aren't you trying to scold me? I'm not sorry. I'm asking you why you did that."

"... I just... I just... I didn't like seeing, touching, or doing my poop again."

"Why?"

"That's the dirty part. I just want you to look pretty, but I just wanted you to wait a little longer until you're ready, and suddenly I feel angry."

"Why would I be angry? Let's think about it. I think Eugene did it because I didn't respect your doctor."

"...... that's not it."

"I don't blame Eugene right now. I wanted to make our relationship better. But what's the point of what you're saying? You want to blame me?"

"No, sir, I'm not blaming you, I just wanted to ask you how I feel..."

"So you didn't blame me?"

"Yes..."

"You should have broken your horse. Why are you doing that? Then explain it slowly from the beginning. I'll listen."

"Yes... before I showed it to you, I told you I was ashamed behind your back. But all of a sudden, he stuttered like that, so somehow I got the illusion that my words were being ignored."

"An illusion?"

"Yeah, maybe... it's a mistake. Because you have no reason to ignore me. How much you love and care for me... so it's not your fault."

"Are you sure you're mistaken?"

"Yes... I think... I'm sure... maybe... a little paranoid..."

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